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Posted: 8 years ago

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PART 2

Maan was frustrated as his bride was kidnapped. And he knew even Geet couldn't agree their friends must have forced her. On the other hand, the situation was total opposite Geet was enjoying to the fullest, She wanted to have fun, she wanted to try some things which she was never allowed. Firstly she herself organized her kidnapping. Deciding venue, which Maan couldn't think of she was all set for her one night freedom. She was trying different cuisines, and when she didn't like then she used to ask to give whole hotel a complimentary gift. After causing this ruckus, telling Maan Singh Khurana was enough to accept her wish. She jumped almost seven restaurants leaving some hints behind, but she didn't knew he was seething in anger. Not because of her expenditure but her thoughts to get drunk once. Geet never thought after only one shot of tequila Maan will come and drag her away. He was dragging her, but the strong tequila made its work. "Chadi mujhe yaari teri aisi,,,, jaise daaru desi... Maan pushed her to the passenger seat, making her secure he got settled nehind wheel. Whole way Geet was blabbering something or something... calling him some foreign names... at one moment he couldn't understand her language when she cursed "I curse you, when you open your next maggi packet, there will be no masala..
By the time he decode all her funny curses, they reach to the Khurana mansion, he knew they were not allowed to stay together until marriage but he cant risk her after dropping her at her house. He was getting relaxed after rescuing his bride but when he feel something on his lap, his eyes opened. Geet was trying to sit on his lap. Maan making his sit little recline he made her comfortable. Geet put her head on his heart listening his heart beats. "I will never drink alcohol again, your heartbeats are enough to make me drunk in your love Maan was awed with her. Geet felt his one hand caressing her head while other one holding her tight, close to him. She was closing her eyes in a peaceful slumber when she heard "If every time, you will be like this then I am allowing you to drink just in front of me.. Because...you are just mine... She felt his lips lingering on her head before falling into absolute slumber...

Geet's whole body was aching due to postures she slept for the whole night. She looked at his calm face and murmured "I don't know if I am kidnapped or rescued??? Maan smiled and answered "Both. You got rescued by me and kidnapped by me... Both were smiling looking into eyes of each other.

Geet was very tired the day she was planned to do one of the friendly ritual, where bride has to offer something to people and raise some money for the party. She was almost cursing herself for drinking and Maan for coming late after she drank that one shot. But plan is plan she has to do it. She gave Maan an idea about doing this... He asked her to come to him directly, and he will pay for all, but Geet was adamant to try things outside. Geet was making cute pouty face on the phone, while Maan was asking her not to go for this, from the other side of the phone. Geet got annoyed and the bubble of calmness burst "Maan, if you act like this, I will make sure I will marry again... And she disconnected his call without even listening his reply.

Geet was getting ready, she never wore one piece before, for her it was too open, but her friends picked nice and decent dress, Even in that she was looking like a goddess. She searched her room for some things from which she can raise some money. She reached one club, it was high profile club not that she was uncomfortable but the arrogant people, she is marrying to such example. She went inside where her friends announcement "Our dear friend her, Getting married in next few days, to complete a ritual we are her, the soon to be bride shall come to you with her products, you can buy, bargain, deny... but don't make her loose hope...here we go And Geet heard loud applause. She started walking from person to person, but she realized one thing, people were buying anything without uttering anything, she found it little bit strange, but pushing the thought to the corner of her mind, she went ahead. She reached near one table, where rich brats were sitting, Geet knew why she called them looking at the girls besides them and the alcohol bottles around them. She was going away, where one guy held her wrist and pulled her hard. "What happened, wont you offer anything... to me??? Geet was nervous, she answered "I left with nothing. The guy laughed "according to ritual, it should be like, kiss or money, right people everybody rooted for the guy including her friends. Finding no other option, she moved her lips toward him, by the time she reach near his cheeks, she found herself getting pulled strongly. She relaxed visibly when the familiar smell hits her nostrils. He held her close to him, and murmured in her ears "I don't know how he entered in the club, when I booked the whole club for you... Geet was shocked with the revelation. Now she understood as why every other person buying from her without uttering a single word, and she looked into his eyes, finding unconditional love, she accepted, she accepted that now she belongs to him truly, eternally.

Day by day, Geet was glowing with the happiness, just one day, and she would be his, in his arms forever. The blush was there for all the time, making sure, she was the bride. Tonight, there was one very important function, and it will be held in Khurana Mansion... Geet was in her own lala land, reading the note sent by him, with the dress for tonight's function "I cant wait Geet, even a second is like a day to me now, lagta hai usne mujhe tadpane ki saajish ki hai... Yours... Geet couldn't stop herself from re-reading this not and moving her hands above the soft material of the dress he sent. She remembered once he said "He was into fashion first, but then went into family business, but he never stopped his passion, and he created some master piece just for his love. She knew what this meant to him, and she wanted to see her wedding gown, but allas he wanted to keep it as a surprise. Soon the evening came, Geet's family started towards Khurana Mansion. As a gentleman, Maan opened the door for Geet and put his palm forward. As she came out he could not stop his eyes gazing over her, Geet was getting more shy as minutes passed. He took her inside. After introduction and dinner, he announced to start the rituals, Taking Geet, one secure side, he asked his servants to bring imported cutleries. Soon people started breaking them, laughter of them echoed around the hall. But suddenly one piece came flying towards Geet's, before Geet could react she found Maan came in front of her. She looked at him concernedly"Geet, Relax... I am ok... and don't you know Mard ko dard nahi hota... Geet was smiling where he stood protecting her. Soon the rituals finished, and the relatives left. Only Khurana's and Handa's were there... Geet and Maan started doing their job, YES!!! They had to clean all the bless. As it's the saying loud the noise of braking plate, twice the good luck will come to the couple, if only the clean it afterword. Geet was struggling with the dress and the broomstick when she felt herself in air. "Put me down I have to clean... She pouted and blushed when she listened his reason "I don't want you to get hurt, I am capable to make you hurt after our ahem ahem... She was looking at him lovingly where he was cleaning doing perfectly. His muscles were protruding from the shirt he was wearing for the day, the girth of his hand, was making her hot suddenly and now She couldn't wait for the D-Day.

Written By-Soju.

Edited by Soju. - 8 years ago