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10 years of Drishyam
Maan had just stepped out of the washroom and found Geet dressed and getting ready, this morning he'd woken up feeling rather pleasant and happy, with his wife in his arms. He hadn't ever thought there'd be a day where he'd be sharing a bed with anyone, he hadn't ever planned to share his life or himself with another person but somehow and in some miraculous way... he'd slowly opened himself up to his wife. Geet. The moment her name comes to his head, he could feel himself just being attracted to his wife, he thinks of their times together, he admires her courage, her selflessness, her kindness, he happens to enjoy her smile even more, especially when her eyes are twinkling.
He smirked as Geet looked away from him blushing and continued her task, his eyes drew to her neck and he smiled seeing she had kept on the manglsutr he had gifted last night as a mark for their new beginning. He trained his eyes on her trailing downwards, she looked beautiful in the red and white saree she had been gifted this morning. Dadima had sent it to their room saying it was for the puja, along with the bridal jewellery she had ordered.
Geet had slipped on everything she had been given and now stood before the mirror, fixing her flower band she was given, pinning them in place whilst he observed silently.
"Are they fresh flowers or something?" he questioned sniffing the air, the faint smell of jasmine and flower wafted in their room.
"Hmm..." she hummed looking at his reflection in the mirror. "Kyun?" she winced pricking her finger accidentally on a pin but that hadn't deterred her.
"Nothing" he shook his head approaching her slowly.
She straightened slightly noting him standing behind her now, and frowned a little confused.
"Would you like me to do that?" he asked having seen her struggle.
"Oh, um it's okay. Main karlungi"
"You sure?" he asked again.
"Ji..." she nodded, she wasn't dumb nor expecting some miracle, her husband didn't have a clue with these things, yes he was being helpful and she appreciated it very much but he wouldn't know how to do this, he's never probably seen how to do it.
He waited watching patiently as she pinned each one into place around the curled up bun of hers, once she'd done that she'd righted her maang tika, the loose curls curving her heart shaped face making her seemingly more alluring.
He cleared his throat when Geet had caught him watching so intently and averted his eyes, she smiled faintly biting her lower lip, fidgeting for a moment she'd gathered herself together slowly turning to face him.
"Ready?" he briefly looked at her, she nodded in response and followed him out their room as he opened the door and held it open for her, together they walked down joining everyone in the hallway.
Dadima approached them hugging them both wishing them a happy anniversary followed by others. "I'd hug you but you don't like all that do you?" Amelia spoke pulling away from Geet.
"Or wouldn't you mind?" she asked curiously staring at Maan who only stared back blankly.
Geet giggled nudging Amelia, who rolled her eyes and stepped back.
"Idiot" Karan muttered shaking his head and hugged Geet wishing her a happy anniversary then wished Maan as well.
"I heard that" Amelia pinched his hand as she had heard him, he scowled back at her rubbing the back of his hand.
"Where's your boyfriend? Why don't you go pinch him?"
"Actually I will do just that. I'll pinch his ass than his hand" she turned her head storming away leaving Karan gaping at her retreating back.
"She's got you whipped" Vikrant pushed his chin up laughing loudly.
"Go to hell" Karan shoved him back.
Dadima interrupted them before anything escalated announcing the puja and asked everyone to make their way into their mandir.
Breakfast was announced in the dining room just after they'd all finished the puja, Maan already stood to leave not wanting to be sitting around everyone and have breakfast. He'd bourn everyone for the puja, but any longer he was going to fume. He was already feeling edgy with how some of them were already acting, he'd even heard a couple of relatives gossiping about other guests and relatives which had annoyed him.
"Maan bete" Dadima held his wrist stopping him.
"Dadima, you can't" he whispered back not wanting to draw attention as the others moved into the dining room.
"Maan, Geet ke liye sochiye" she pointed to Geet who stood waiting a couple of feet away watching him curiously, he noticed she hadn't gone with her friends.
Maan looked between dadima and Geet sighing heavily. "Will it be alright to send our breakfast to our room?" he looked at dadima hopefully, the last couple of days he hadn't been left alone, he didn't have any private space with so many swarming around their place.
"Aap..."
"Dadima" Geet slowly walked over wanting to know what was happening since they continued to exchange words but neither dadima or Maan had moved from their places. "Aap loug aajaiye"
"Maan khana nahi chahte sab ke saat" Dadima replied.
"Don't twist my words dadima" Maan intervened. "I... I just asked for you send our breakfast upstairs" he turned to Geet.
"Par Maan..." Dadima started.
"Dadima I'll get Nakul to send his breakfast upstairs, aap jaake breakfast kijiye" she wrapped her arm around dadima's shoulder.
"Aap na.." Dadima huffed at Maan walking away with Geet guiding her.
"Aren't you coming?" Maan called out gently.
"Oh..." Geet stopped looking at him. "Main bhi?"
"I didn't say my breakfast, I said our" He reminded with a small smirk.
"Aap chaliye, main aati hoon" she responded with a smile, Maan reciprocated and turned walking away heading back upstairs to their room to wait for her.
Karan scowled throughout breakfast watching Amelia flirting with her new boyfriend Jai, he turned his head to Vikrant when he felt a nudge.
"What?"
"Stop making such a sour face" he replied. "Let her be happy"
"I'm not making a sour face" he countered angrily.
"Really? Then why are you staring at them as if you want to drown them both" Vikrant widened his eyes emphasizing how Karan's eyes were.
"You..." Karan stepped forward wanting to pound Vikrant right now but stopped back when Vikrant spoke up holding his hands out.
"You should really be concentrating on Araina rather on Amelia" he hurriedly spoke.
"What?" he looked around only to see his sister talking and laughing away with Ranbir. The very same Ranbir who expressed a liking towards his sister yesterday at the mehndi ceremony.
"That rat!" Karan was about to storm over when Vikrant held him back.
"Calm down man, Dadima's going to have a heart attack seeing you getting so angry. And he's only flirting with her"
"She's my little sister you ass" Karan bit out. "Would you like someone flirting with your girlfriend?" he snapped.
"Wife" Vikrant corrected. "No I wouldn't but then I wouldn't go and kill the guy, Hell I flirt with Amelia all the time"
"Why on earth do you keep calling her your wife? You're not married yet!" Karan countered.
Vikrant stared back at him with an amusing smile.
"You didn't? did you?" Karan stared in shock. "You... You married her?"
"Shut the hell up. Keep your voice down" Vikrant grabbed him pulling him away to a quiet corner. "You can't tell dadima or bhai. They're both going to kill me"
"Y... You got married?" Karan breathed out heavily. "How? When?" he snapped.
"Well... Look its not as if I wanted to marry her secretly"
"But you have done" Karan intervened. "Dadima is going to kill you, and bury you in the back garden" he added.
"Very funny" Vikrant rolled his eyes. "I think she'd be proud, at least I wanted to get married"
"Are you cracked in the head or something?" Karan stared at him in disbelief. "Why couldn't you just tell her you want to marry Meera instead of marrying her secretly"
"That's the thing, Meera doesn't even know we're married" he responded confusing Karan even more.
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