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nice update..
waiting for next update..

Nice updt...

Maan and geet thinking about their changed behaviour.. They are seeing each other as part.. Their hesitation and hope, dream all is written beautifully.. Waiting eagerly for next.

waiting eagerly for next update :)

Wonderful update. Maanet's relationship is progressing. Beautifully written. Loved it.

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plzzz soon update

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Can we get an update please...

No triple updates nor me going to even attempt at taking time out of my holiday to reach chapter 50, you can figure out why 😆😛

Chapter 29

Maan led Geet to the backyard walking down their smooth pebbled path, his hands pushed inside his pockets, they were inches away from one another but hadn't touched. They looked around the garden as if it were the most interesting thing at this time of the night; they could hear the occasional sounds of crickets and would hear the faint noise of an owl nearby as they strolled through the darkness with the moonlight shining from above and the night sky scattered with tiny stars.

"Want to sit for a while?" Maan asked as they reached the poolside having gone around their garden once together. She shrugged, to which he stepped aside allowing her to take a seat first, she walked over taking a seat with Maan settling a chair away. They sat in silence; a slight awkwardness was present however they were comfortable. Geet cuddled her knees as she admired the moonlight staring at, she smiled faintly to herself recalling the nights she spent sleeping on her mother's lap as they were made to sleep outside. Despite everything that'd take place inside the four walls of horror, she looked forward to being placed outside, it was only them at the time with the fresh open air.

She frowned feeling cold fingers touch her cheek, her eyes drew to Maan's as he moved her wayward hair from her face. He stared at her for a moment before pulling his hand back, heat flooded to her cheeks instantly, the warmth of his touch she felt for that one moment had electric running down right to her toes.

"Sorry, your hair..." he muttered wondering what had caused him to even move her hair from her face, he'd disliked her hair at the moment when it'd blocked his view of her face, she looked ever so peaceful watching the moon, she seemed as if in a world of her own and he liked seeing her like that. The smile playing on her lips tugged at the strings of his heart which he was unaware of, he cleared his throat looking away.

"So what have you been doing for the last 3 weeks?" he asked breaking the silence.

"Um... I've started my internship" she replied.

"How is that going for you?" he leaned back settling comfortably.

"I like it" her voice soft and low. "Karan has taught me a lot of things" she added.

Maan nodded smiling.

"How was your work?" she questioned surprising him with her interest.

"Uh... It was okay" he responded. "We're planning to expand the business over in London, I wanted to get a few more offices done"

"How many bases are there?" she was genuinely interested in learning more about him, his business. She wondered what he actually did, she'd never seen him work but knew he was always busy.

"We've got 3 in London, 2 in USA. There's one in Brazil, France and Japan and the main base here in Delhi" he explained whilst she looked completely surprised how he was handling all these bases, no wonder he was always busy she thought to herself.

"Anything else you've been up to?" Maan asked.

She was about to shake her head but thought of asking him about attending the sessions with her. "Woh... actually there's... a place that I'm going to" she muttered a little afraid of his reaction. "Dr Nikita recommended it" she shifted in her seat feeling anxious. "it's a counselling session"

"What type of counselling session?" Maan questioned intrigued, he was pleased that she was telling her about the counselling sessions herself rather than him asking her. He had come to learn she attended them but hadn't known the exact reason behind them till now since he'd visited HP.

She chewed on her lower lip debating inwardly with herself. "Marriage counselling sessions" she revealed, she tried to assess his reaction but found him staring at her impassively.

Maan stared at Geet, he didn't know how he was supposed to react to this, he hadn't expected this at all, he had so many questions running through his head. He wondered what she had revealed about their marriage to whoever she was seeing.

He needed to digest this news properly before responding, he was confused and somewhere it had pricked him that she was divulging to someone about their marriage.

"Geet it's late" he replied instead. "We should head back inside"

"D... Did I do something wrong?" she asked, her eyes displaying mute questions however he didn't miss the hurt in them.

He shook his head. "No Geet" He hadn't want to hurt her, that wasn't his intention at all but Geet speaking to someone of their marriage had somewhere affected him.

"It's nothing, it's been a long journey" he responded. "You've got work tomorrow as well haven't you?" he tried to steer her attention to something else, something safe.

"Tomorrow's Saturday" she reminded.

"Oh... yeah it is" he passed a small smile reluctantly.

She stood to her feet feeling the back of her eyes burn, it was evident she had said something wrong and he'd as if shut her out, cutting her off. She moved around the table to leave when Maan stood to his own feet.

"Geet listen to me" he called.

"Main tag gayi hoon" she muttered, she didn't want him to see her tears, she might not know everything but she could tell when someone was dissatisfied and displeased. It was something she learned at a very young age. Maan followed catching her wrist tugging her back just as she nearly tripped over the steps, she gasped clutching onto his shirt, her eyes pressed closed.

"I'm sorry Geet" Maan whispered.

She swallowed past the tight knot in her throat trying to calm herself down, she stepped back slowly tilting her head up slightly to look at him.

"I... I didn't expect this, I thought the counselling sessions was for yourself not for our marriage" he explained.

"I didn't tell them anything" she responded shaking her head, not once had she talked in front of the group of couples about her marriage with Maan. "It... it's a group session, Dr Nikita just explains what... what elements are in marriages and commitments, what it takes to make a marriage work" she rambled. "I never said anything about us"

"I... I'm so sorry Geet" Maan sighed heavily, he was unsure of what to say, or how to even apologize to her. "I didn't... I just..."

"I wouldn't ever do anything to hurt Dadima" she whispered, she knew Dadima wouldn't like it if she revealed anything of her marriage in front of strangers, she'd talked to Dr Nikita only but didn't once mention she was married to the Maan Singh Khurana, all Nikita knew was she was Mrs Geet Khurana, which Khurana she was married to she didn't know.

"Main sirf aapse puchna chahti ti ke aap chalenge mere saat" she muttered.

"Oh... I... Geet I'm not comfortable at these type of things" he admitted. "I'm not a person who's got the patience to sit and listen in these group things"

She nodded understanding, she could at least say she tried.

"I think it's quite late, we should head inside" Maan suggested, Geet agreed turning around and headed back inside with Maan following at a distance. He locked the back door then watched her as she climbed up the stairs and disappeared.

What had been a good beginning to their night had ended on a different note.

Sleep hadn't come to either of them, both were lost in their respective thoughts.

Maan walked down the next morning and found everyone gathered around the dining room having breakfast together.

"Aap itne late kyun hai?" Dadima questioned with a frown.

"I went to sleep late Dadima" he replied taking his seat, Geet stole a glance his way wondering about his mood this morning, she looked away quickly when he looked at her suddenly. She dipped her eyes down picking up her toast and nibbling on it, Maan stared at her for a moment before drawing his gaze away from her and started on his breakfast. Their conversation last night had been replaying over in his head, neither of them were wrong but there was gaps which they had to fill in to understand one another.

"Aaj aap kya kar rahe hai Maan?" Dadima questioned.

"Why Dadima?" he looked at her.

"First tell me if you're doing anything" she countered.

"I haven't planned anything today, I wanted to rest actually" he informed.

"Okay then, you can rest for the day but tonight you have to take me and Geet somewhere" she responded.

"Where?"

"Mrs Sharma ki beti yaad hai?" she asked.

"No" he stared at her blankly not even bothering to recall any Mrs Sharma.

She rolled her eyes at him. "Mrs Sharma's daughter is Riya Sharma, the girl who works at your account's department"

"Still don't know her" Maan shrugged, he didn't interact with his employees face to face, it was always over the phone and during meetings but even at those times he hadn't bothered to ask their name.

"Aap na..." she huffed exasperated with his ignorance. "Riya ki sagai hai, Mrs Sharma ne hume invite ki hai aur hum chahte hai ke aap aur Geet bhi chale mere saat"

"Thanks for inviting me Dadima" Vikrant responded sarcastically.

"Aap Meera aur Amelia ko leke aa rahe hai" she informed. "Aur hum Maan ke saat"

"I'm not going to some engagement" he shook his head. "You can take the driver"

"If I wanted to go with the driver I would've" she hissed. "Aap chal rahe hai Maan"

"No I'm not" he replied tightly.

"Agar aap nahi gaye na main aapko... aapko iss ghar se nikaal dungi" she threatened.

"Yeah whatever Dadima. Nice joke" he stood to his feet bending down and kissed her cheeks. "Bye"

"Maan" she yelled when he walked away. "Yeh... Mann karta hai abhi bahar nikaal doon" she muttered angrily.

"Bhabhi why don't you ask?" Vikrant looked at Geet. "Bhai aapke baat shayed maanenge" he added.

"No" she shook her head. Dadima ke baat nahi maanenge aur mere baat maan lenge? As if. Kitna gussa karte hai She thought to herself.

"Rehne dijiye" Dadima spoke. "Maan hume leke jayenge" she said confidently though Geet and Vikrant weren't so confident.

"Maan" Dadima called sweetly walking into the study and found his nose buried in a file of his. She smiled brightly walking in, feeling ever so proud of herself.

"The answer is no Dadima" he responded without waiting for her to even ask.

"Maan bete" she walked around pulling the file away and placed it on the desk. She brushed her hand through his hair lovingly. "Ek baat batao" she asked.

"What is it Dadima?" he sighed knowing she'd continue speaking even if he refused to listen. He looked up at her and waited.

"If you don't go then I'm going to reveal to Karan and Vikrant you were hugging your wife last night" she smiled brightly.

Maan stared at her in shock wondering how she had known.

"And bete you know those two, they won't keep quiet. They're going to make fun of you, also not to forget they're going to be letting Meera and Amelia know" she continued nonchalantly. "Aur aap jaante haina uske baad woh loug..."

"Dadima" Maan scowled at her.

"Plus they're going to tease Geet, she might not even come near you after that" she stifled her laughter which was on the verge of bubbling out seeing Maan's expressions.

"So bete it's your choice whether you still want to come, take your time" she patted his cheek walking out without listening to what he had to say.

Maan sat stunned in his chair and looked at the door Dadima just walked out of, she was blackmailing him with his own private moments with his wife. Damn Dadima.

"Par Dadima faida kya hai?" Geet questioned when Dadima dragged her upstairs to get ready, she'd spent the day with Vikrant, they'd gone shopping reluctantly since Dadima ordered them to buy gifts for Riya but weren't still sure if they were even going to make it to the engagement.

"Faida hai Geet" she pulled Geet to her bedroom. She opened the shopping bags pulling out the saree Geet had chosen for Riya to gift. "Aap yeh pehnenge" she told Geet.

"Dadima maine aapke kehne par Riya ke liye choose ki ti"

"I lied bete" she grinned sheepishly. "Mujhe pata ta ke aap khud ke liye choose nahi karenge toh Riya ka naam kahan aapse"

"Haww Dadima" she looked at Dadima pouting her lips. "Main yeh nahi pehnungi"

"Par yeh aap ki hai" she passed it to Geet. "Agar aap mujhe pyar karte hai toh aap yeh rakhenge" she stated.

"That's not fair Dadima" she gaped at Dadima.

"Bete I have no other option for you or Maan" she replied. "Either I have to blackmail you or threaten you both. It'll be easier if you both accept it the first time, for you and me" she added. "What will you wear to the engagement if you won't wear this?" she questioned admiring the saree, it was cream saree with an embroidered red border, the blouse was just as beautiful.

"Um... I haven't thought"

"Yeh hi pehan lijiye Geet. Aap sundar lagenge" Dadima suggested. "Bohot accha bhi hai"

Geet contemplated whether it'd be too much for an engagement however Dadima coaxed her into agreeing and she relented nodding.

"What will we give Riya?" Geet asked concerned, it wouldn't look good if they went empty handed, since they were the Khuranas.

"Don't worry about that, I'd already got her gifts" she replied grinning at Geet.

"Aap na Dadima" Geet shook her head but laughed, Dadima patted her cheek lovingly and asked her to get ready.

"Agar Maan nahi maane toh?" she asked.

"Maan ayenge Geet, aap jaiye" she responded confidently, Geet nodded and head to her room to get ready.

"I don't think bhai is coming Dadima" Vikrant stated as he walked down all ready.

"Go pick Meera and Amelia up, leave this to me"

"I'm telling you he wouldn't come, why don't you just come with me? We'll go together" he suggested.

"Vikrant shut up and go" she scowled. "Take the gifts" she pointed to the bags.

"No thanks for me trying to help?" he stared at her picking up the bags.

"Jaiye" she pointed again.

"Alright keep your grey hair on" he walked passed her earning a slap on his back.

"Oww Dadima" he narrowed his eyes mockingly.

"Jaiye warna iss baar aapke gaal laal karungi" she threatened.

"What is happening to the world? You go to help and you earn slaps and insults" he muttered shaking his head as he left.

"Geet" Dadima gushed staring in awe as she walked down. "Aap... aap kitne sundar lag rahe hai" she cupped her cheeks and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Kisi ki nazr na lage aap par" she pressed her finger to her eyes and marked Geet's skin behind her ear.

"Thanks Dadima" she smiled blushing, she looked around for any sign of Maan but he wasn't around at all. She didn't remember seeing him since this morning at breakfast.

"Dadima" she patted her shoulder. "Mujhe nahi laga woh aayenge"

"Aap aur Vikrant na" she shook her head.

"Dadima it's nearly 7, we were supposed to be there for 7" she reminded.

Dadima realized Geet was right, she looked up the stairs hoping Maan didn't disappoint her, all this time she'd been confident and now... No, Maan wouldn't disappoint her she told herself. "Woh aayenge Geet" she turned her head to Geet telling her.

Geet nodded though uncertainly, she settled on the sofa asking Dadima to sit down instead of standing.

Geet glanced at the clock time to time, it'd was past 7 now and she now lost all hopes of Maan even coming. She frowned seeing Dadima suddenly smile widely, her eyes drew to the stairs, she was surprised seeing Maan walk down. He'd donned on a cream shervani which matched her saree, he walked towards them as they both stood their feet. He looked at Geet for a moment before turning to Dadima.

"Ready Dadima?" he asked smiling tightly.

"Ek minute, Nakul aarti ke thali leke aaiye" she called.

"Dadima I don't have time for this" Maan cut her off. "Either we go or I'm going back upstairs"

"Par Maan... kisi ki nazr lag jaiyegi aap dono par"

"I don't believe in all that, can we just go?" he asked.

"Mann karta hai ki kaan ke neeche ek doon..." she muttered angrily. "Chaliye Geet" she turned around walking ahead, Geet followed quietly with Maan tailing behind at a small distance.

"Aap yahan nahi, aage baitiye" Dadima told Geet as she went to sit at the back near Dadima, Geet pouted trying to protest silently but was gestured by Dadima to settle at the front, she got the message clearly when Dadima closed the back door locking it.

Geet climbed into the front beside Maan, once they were settled he started the car and drew away.

mornings cant go better than this with your two two amazing updates i just love dadima n vikrant they are so funny n dadi blackmailing maan for hugging his own wife haha chalo finally geet told maan about her counselling . waiting for next update soon 👏