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Chapter 42

By 10 everyone descended back downstairs and to their respective rooms, Vikrant had driven Meera and Amelia back home whilst Karan took his mother back to their home.

Geet entered theirs and found her husband in bed tapping away on his laptop, he passed her a small smile as she walked in then turned back to the screen.

Geet grabbed her change of clothes, changing in the washroom then walked out tidying away her jewelleries.

"Has everyone gone to bed?" Maan asked putting his laptop away.

"Oh... Yeah" she responded. "Aap... aap upar phir nahi aaye?" she questioned.

"I didn't want to" Maan zipped up his laptop bag shoving in the corner. "It was too much for me" he added. He'd sat there and ate, that was more than enough. The phone call just happened to be the perfect timing for him to leave.

Geet nodded.

"What is it?" Maan stared at her curiously.

"Nothing" she shook her head. "I... I was just..." she mumbled. "Kuch nahi" she walked around climbing on her side of the bed and lay down onto her side.

"Geet I can't know what you're thinking if you don't say" Maan told her gently joining her on his side. "You're obviously disturbed" he stared at her back.

She sighed heavily then turned facing him, her hand tucked under her cheek. "I... I was hoping you'd come back" she mumbled so softly.

"Oh"

"It's okay" she muttered passing a small smile.

"I'm sorry" he responded. "If I had known I would've stayed, it's just I don't like being near them" he explained.

Geet frowned for a moment, curiosity setting in her. "Kyun?" she asked innocently unaware Maan was uncomfortable speaking of his past.

"I don't want to talk about it. Not yet at least" he exhaled sharply. "They're not memories I want to revisit or think about" He wasn't being fair to her right now and he knew it but having to endure them for the last few days was beginning to annoy him.

Geet seemed to understand as she curled and closed her eyes.

Maan sighed heavily feeling guilty for not telling her especially when he knew her past but it was hard. Despite barely seeing them, their presence annoyed him. It'd often reminded him of his past, often reminded him of his father's death. No one had come to his father's side when he'd had a heart attack and was devastatingly ill lying in hospital, everyone had come for the funeral and the reading of the will in the hopes of receiving something. When they hadn't gotten anything they'd left within the next hour, but then Maan nor his brother or dadima had received much however they still loved their father and respected him a lot.

They didn't remember him, Vikrant or dadima when they'd financially lost everything slowly and ended up being poor.

He shoved the thoughts away switching off the night lamp and lay down on his back with his arm thrown over his eyes. Images of his wife filled his mind instead, her innocence was alluring, her smile was so simple and beautiful, her voice...

He moved his arm turning his head and looked at her, she seemed peaceful and comfortable.

And he was getting attracted to her... He acknowledged inwardly.

3 Weeks later

"Oh my days, who the hell is that?" Amelia halted just as she was walking into the Khurana mansion to help out dadima.

"Who?" Meera looked to where she was pointing and found Amelia's point of interest. Karan was stood there laughing with a young woman, side hugging her. A sight which they never saw. Ever.

"Don't know. Let's go and find out" Meera suggested curiously.

"Are you mad? He's doing this to make me jealous! That flipping duckface! Right that's it I won't bother with him anymore"

"Well done yaar" Meera patted her back. "You dance with Jai and show him what he's missing out on"

"Yeah" Amelia nodded. "I will do just that" she stalked off heading up the stairs rather than going to dadima. She knew what she had to do so why bother asking dadima to repeat it.

Geet dipped her eyes down shying the way Maan looked at her, as instructed he clasped her hand twirling her and brought her back into his arms holding her from behind.

His closeness as usual affected her, Maan wasn't going unaffected either. He drew Geet closer turning her to face him, her hands resting on his shoulder as his own hands slid down to her hips holding her gently as they swayed to the soft music playing in the background.

Each dance lesson, they'd always learned a new step which brought them closer and did close the distance between them. Today it'd been Maan holding her from behind, this step was much much closer than the steps they'd learned. His front almost touched her back, her lower back anarkali didn't help. Her soft skin exposed to his eyes completely, and with her hair swept up in a messy bun it didn't help.

"I'll just park up, you head in" Maan told Geet as they returned home, she nodded and climbed out whilst Maan drove around parking up.

Dadima smiled watching as Geet walked in, she waved her over. "Geet Bete..."

"Ji dadima?" she questioned softly sitting down beside her wary of their relatives watching her intently. A few raised eyebrows were directed her way which didn't go unnoticed.

She shifted uncomfortably, dadima shot them a look which made them look away with a snort, Geet wondered why they were suddenly staring at her like she was from some other world. She was sure they didn't know of her going to dance classes or anything, but they obviously disapproved of something.

"Geet badi bahu ho aap. Aise do gante ke liye gayab ho gaye?" One of the elder relatives didn't care of dadima's warning. "Iss waqt pe bhi? Kis ke gaye te?"

"Woh... main..." Geet stammered unable to think of something to say, she couldn't say she was with her husband taking dance classes, it was far too embarrassing and Maan wouldn't like it.

"Rehne dijiye Geet" Dadima shook her head. "Renu jab maine kahan hai woh mujhse kehke gayi hai toh tumhe kya problem ho rahi hai?" Dadima scowled at her cousins's youngest daughter in law.

"Sirf puch rahi hoon maasi" Renu replied.

"Mere saat gayi ti" Maan spoke firmly having heard the last few words that'd been exchanged. "Koi problem hai kya chachi?" he punctuated the words bitterly.

Renu looked away in distaste.

"Geet, come with me" Maan spoke again stunning Geet and was already walking towards the stairs. She looked at dadima who nodded in response, she slowly walked around them and trailed behind anxiously.

"Damn them!" Maan cursed entering their room. He'd tried to ignore them but today just tested his patience. Since they'd married Maan hadn't once questioned where she went nor who she went with. Dadima hadn't ever asked her because Geet always had told dadima. But today that woman questioned his wife, that too in bitter way. She hadn't asked innocently, there was definitely suspicions behind her tone. He'd never doubted Geet's character, he'd always imagined her as some gold digger but never some... He pressed his eyes closed pinching the bridge of his nose pacing the room.

He stopped his pacing instantly hearing the tinkle of her payals and turned around.

"You okay?" he questioned her.

"Ji... um... woh..." she found it difficult to form words.

"Hmm?" he hummed.

"Kuch nahi" she shook her head quickly deciding to keep quiet, he seemed quite angry so she turned away gasping softly when she felt his fingers curl around her wrist.

She shifted slowly facing him and stared uneasily.

"If you won't tell me what's wrong I won't know" he repeated the same thing as last time.

"Woh... aapko bolna nahi chahiye ta. Woh loug bura sochenge aapke baare mein"

"They already do" Maan shrugged releasing her wrist. "That's nothing new"

"Par phir bhi. Aapko blame karenge" she mumbled.

"Geet chodho yeh sab. It's the same things" he looked at amused. "You sound concerned if I'm not wrong?"

"Jab... jab jante puch kyun rahe hai?" she whispered shyly chewing on her lower lip and left the room hurriedly.

"Geet..." Maan called but she was already gone. He smiled inwardly thinking of her words chuckling softly and shook his head.

He cleared his throat when there was a knock on the door, Karan stood there grinning for some odd reason, Maan barely saw his cousin grin so he wondered what jackpot had Karan won to be smiling like he was.

"What?"

"Look who's back?" Karan stepped aside.

"Araina?" Maan smiled faintly, she walked over hugging him tightly.

Geet who was returning to change out of her dress saw this and frowned, Amelia happened to be walking up to see Geet. She halted outside and scowled seeing the same woman again, this time hugging her best friend's husband.

"What a chameleon yaar" she hissed out.

"Kaun hai yeh?" Geet turned to her.

"I don't know. She was also being a chipkali before, hugging Karan downstairs" Amelia complained in a whining tone. "Yaar she's such a chameleon, jumping from one man to another like those chameleons that change colours" She shot a glare at Araina who was now talking animatedly to Maan. "What if she's trying to be a Khurana bahu? Vikrant is the only single one left, what if she hits on him?" Amelia questioned.

"Stop thinking the worst. She just might be a cousin" Geet rebuked.

"Really? Which cousin of your husband is actually close to any of these robots?" Amelia countered. "Dekh woh chipkali is trying to be a Khurana, we have to save Vikrant. He's the only single one"

"Karan is the only single one" Geet replied. "Meera is officially with him which leaves Karan. And karan isn't interested in you"

"Shut up" Amelia nudged her. "Go and find out who she is"

"Main kyun jao?" Geet pouted.

"It's your room, your husband. Or else I swear I'm going to hit on your husband"

"Maan isn't like Karan, he won't be as generous as Karan who is pushing you away" Geet giggled.

"Alright stupid" Amelia scowled. "Go and ask"

"Tu jaa. Main nahi puchungi" Geet shook her head.

"Teri toh..." Amelia hissed stepping forward, Geet sped into her room halting by the door and walked in as normally smiling faintly.

"Bhabhi, this is Araina" Karan introduced. "My sister, she's just come from London"

"Behen?" Geet muttered out and noticed Amelia sighing in relief behind. She smiled inwardly and looked at Araina who was smiling ever so sweetly.

"So this is my badi bhabhi?" Araina looked at Maan teasingly. "I cannot believe bhai has married" she walked towards Geet. "Hi bhabhi" she greeted, Geet was getting her hand out to shake instead she was engulfed in Araina's arms.

"I'm so happy to finally see another woman in our family" she giggled happily. Geet smiled back gently already liking Araina, she noticed Amelia hiding behind the pillar watching.

"Anyway if you're done, care to leave?" Maan cut them off.

"Alright alright, we're going" Araina laughed pulling away. "See you downstairs" she walked out with Karan closing the door behind them. Geet dipped her head shyly when Maan turned his head to her crossing his arms in front of himself.

"Main change karke neeche jaati hoon" Geet muttered however was surprised when Maan wrapped his arm around her waist from behind. His cheek almost touching hers.

"I like you too Geet" he whispered softly pressing his lips to her cheek then walked away into the washroom seemingly pleased with himself. Maan chuckled to himself smiling rather widely in the washroom. If his wife could confess then he surely could, she'd been expressing herself through her words, unknowingly...

Geet touched her cheek blushing furiously, her face had turned completely red and she was feeling hot suddenly. She covered her mouth giggling softly, then chewed on the tips of her nails. He kissed you Geet. She thought covering her face.

Maan closed his eyes brushing a hand through his hair, what was happening? Geet affected him in ways he hadn't imagined or ever thought would happen. He unlocked the door opening it and found the room empty. Geet escaped into the balcony feeling embarrassed to face Maan, she hid and watched as he looked around as if searching for her.

She sighed in relief when Maan walked out, she grabbed her change of clothes and quickly went into the washroom to change and join everyone downstairs since dadima was probably waiting for her.