Tera Hone Laga Hoon note pave 82 - Page 40

Chapter 15

"Dadima, where is Geet?" Maan questioned, he'd woken and searched for her the following morning of their awkward encounter. She wasn’t there. He allowed her to put some distance, he'd returned home early in the hopes of speaking to her however he failed to see her. This was 2 days ago.

"Veerji, she's staying over with her friends" Naintara answered. "Hadn't she told you?" she looked confused.

Maan masked his own confusion, "I must've forgotten" he rolled his eyes acting nonchalant and started eating his breakfast cursing his wife silently.

"That isn't like you, bro" Dev laughed. "Kyun, dadima? Pyar main sab kuch bhool rahe hain" he winked.

"Haan, sahi kahan aapne, Dev" she agreed laughing and brushed her hand through Maan's hair smiling widely.

Maan wanted to ask when she'd return however he'd just lied saying she'd told him, and he should know when she would return.

Samajhta kya hai aapne aapko. Saru kahin ka Geet cursed as she dragged herself out of Misha's sofa wincing as her back ached. What were you thinking coming here? Accha hota agar saru ko room ke bahar bej diya hota she rubbed her lower back.

"Geet, don’t you start your new job today?" Misha yelled from the kitchen.

"Yes! I'm going to go home and get ready" she responded heading into the washroom to freshen up.

After Geet had carried out her morning routine, she grabbed a slice of toast and bid bye to Misha thanking her for letting her spend the weekend at hers and hailed an auto rickshaw.

"Dadima" Nakul pointed towards the gate.

Dadima looked up from watering her roses and shook her head seeing Geet hurrying out of an autorickshaw.

"Morning dadima, bye dadima" Geet waved at her pressing a quick kiss and heading into the mansion.

"Arre Geet…" Dadima chuckled.

"I'm going to be late for saru's office" Geet yelled back running up the stairs. Ab saru ka car lekar jaana hoga she scrunched her nose already digging in her wardrobe for clothes to wear. As she was going to be working in the financial department, it would have to be something that screamed money and professionalism.

Geet settled on a navy peplum blouse and pencil skirt, she grabbed a dark cropped blazer completing her look, she brushed her face with a layer of simple makeup and tied her hair in a high ponytail with simple diamond earrings which her mother once gifted her. She slipped into a pair of dark heels and grabbed her handbag.

Geet called out to Sandeep to drop her off today, his jaw dropped for a moment with her request as she avoided using the cars during the day, but he quickly recovered nodding and walked out to pull the car out.

Geet thanked him on arrival and thanked God for small mercies as she'd arrived just in time. Geet approached the front desk informing them she was here to see Adi, they called him down and asked her to take a seat.

Geet sat in what was the waiting area and glanced around marvelling at how great her husband's building was. She hadn’t had a chance to appreciate the first time as she was nervous about even interviewing for a position here.

"Geet" Adi and Viren walked down to greet her welcoming and congratulating her.

"Thank you" Geet smiled. "I was surprised when I'd seen your email to be honest, I wasn’t thinking for a second I would be getting the job".

"You were shortlisted and I loved your spunk during the interview" Adi replied. "Your qualifications are great, and your task completion scored higher than some. Usually we have many people withering or trying too hard to impress Maan Sir" he explained. "You remained neutral, respectful and that’s the sort of person we'd want to work here. Not someone who'll blush or melt into a puddle after being asked a question".

Geet smiled nodding her head in agreement.

"Start the presentation with Mr Mehta, Sasha. I've got a video conference with the trustees board so I wouldn’t join" Maan handed her the file. "I trust that you'll be able to manage?"

"Of course, MK" she smiled bashfully, "You can rely on me".

"Thanks" he nodded and turned his attention to his laptop. "If Mehta is happy with everything, get a contract signed with him with a deposit" he told her.

Sasha nodded in agreement leaving his office, she halted when Adi called out her name.

"Sasha, this is Geet Vihaan" Adi introduced. "Our new trainee in the finance department" he added.

"Sasha, head of the design department" Sasha offered a polite smile though she mentally sized the woman up in front of her.

"Is Maan sir busy?" Adi peeked over at the glass door.

"Yes, he's in a video conference. But Adi, I don’t understand why you're wanting to see MK" she smiled rolling her eyes. "New trainees come and go like that and MK wouldn’t have time for every newbie" she shook her head. "Anyway, I've got Mr Mehta waiting for me. MK asked me to present it myself" she grinned and strode away.

"Don't mind Sasha" Viren informed. "She's jealous of every beauty that walks in".

"Thanks for the compliment, I think" Geet laughed.

"Come on, we'll continue showing you around then we'll set you up with Viren in the office you'll be sharing" Adi gestured her to follow.

After the induction and signing a contract with Khurana Construction Geet was led to the office she'd be sharing with Viren and appreciated the working space that she had.

The desks were spaced apart about 3 feet, both desks had laptop and a comfortable chair. Behind each desk was a bookcase which held the files they'd need in order to their work. A locked cabinet on either side of the cabinet was there for their use to put in any confidential financial information that they didn’t want anyone but them or the managers accessing. Underneath their desk was their small drawers with a lockable function that allowed them to put their personal belongings inside and lock it.

Adi then left them to it letting Viren take over and bring Geet up to date on the new work they're doing followed up by assigning a few simple tasks to her.

"Viren, where is the ladies' room, again?" Geet asked after a while. "Sorry, I forgot".

"No worries" he smiled. "Come, I'll point you which way to go" he stood holding the door for her, Geet thanked him and followed him until they'd come down a corridor.

"Go down passing the conference room 1 & 2 and the ladies is the 2nd door on right".

"Thanks" Geet nodded and excused herself, she pulled out her phone from her blazer and smiled seeing dadima calling her. "Hello".

"Geet bete, how is your first day?"

"Dadima, its okay. I'm just learning the ropes for now" she answered. "Viren and Adi are really nice" she smiled. "They've made me feel welcome".

"And how is my pota treating you?"

"Dadima, your pota doesn’t have t…" Geet halted when the door opened and Maan stepped out looking surprised.

"Geet what were you saying bete?" dadima laughed.

"Dadima, I was saying your pota doesn’t have time for me" Geet replied.

Maan frowned at her response, he stepped forward to approach her when Sasha appeared with Adi from the next conference room.

"Dadima, I'll talk soon" Geet quickly cut the call placing her phone into her blazer.

"Geet, are you lost?" Adi asked.

"I… I was just heading to the ladies" she pointed.

"Geet, I know you're new here, but you should know that personal calls are to be taken outside" Sasha intervened. "Okay?"

"Um, sure. I'll remember that" she nodded. Saru ka work wife mil gaya. Bilkul saru ke tarah she thought. "Excuse me" she walked past them heading into the ladies room.

"MK, aap yahan?" Sasha looked at him, her eyes filled with admiration and cheeks heating as she thought of him and her in compromising positions.

"Yeah, Arjun called" Maan answered. "Adi, their budget doesn’t seem right. He's called to say there's been a problem with the suppliers and the materials that had been delivered on the sites" he informed.

"Oh, I'll look into that" Adi responded and followed Maan and they continued to discuss work whilst Sasha watched Maan walking away.

As the day ended, Maan walked out of his building and climbed into the car. Sandeep as usual was already waiting for him.

"Geet Ma'am ke liye wait kare?" Sandeep asked.

"Hmm, okay" he answered seemingly acting nonchalant however he did want to wait for her and make sure she'd return home instead of going to stay with her friends. He wanted to speak to her. No, he needed to speak to her.

"Oh, Maan sir. Nakul has text to say Geet Ma'am has returned home" Sandeep informed.

"Alright" Maan nodded, he was glad that she was home and hadn’t disappeared to her friends' place. He hoped he'd able to steal her away for a moment to clear their misunderstandings.

"Maan, what is this I hear?" Dadima questioned Maan as soon as he stepped inside.

"Yes, dadima?" he looked confused and sat opposite her sparing a glance at Geet who'd pulled her phone out and buried her nose in there.

"Bete, don’t you have time for my Geet?"

Maan looked over at his wife, he shook his head as she bit back a smile and turned to dadima. "Dadima, I would have if your Geet didn’t run away as soon as she saw me".

"Haww saru. What a liar" Geet gasped. "Dadima, if he'd look away from his work wife then he would have spared a moment for me".

"Work wife?" Maan frowned.

"Yes, your Sasha" she mocked. "Bilkul aap ke tarah hai. Mrs Saru".

"Geet I…"

"Dadima, he couldn’t even spare a minute to even say, hello, I'm the MD and I hope you're okay. I should’ve gone for the other job" she muttered.

Maan narrowed his eyes feeling insulted. "Geet, nobody was begging you to come for the interview. I've got many young dreamers who'd love a chance to work here" he stood to leave feeling angry.

"I wasn’t dying here to work for you" Geet called out. "Maine dadima ke khatir haan ki hai" she added.

"Bas, bas. Kya ho raha hai?" dadima intervened. "Both of you were getting along so well, ab kya hua hai?" she looked disheartened realising there was more to this.

"Kuch nahi, dadima" Maan returned to her side assuring her. "We're just… You know us both na?" he smiled. "We're fine".

Geet nodded in agreement going along with his words, she wrapped her arms around dadima's shoulder reassuring her as well.

Geet waited, Maan had gone upstairs to freshen and up and was soon going to be coming down for dinner. After he returns, only then will she head upstairs to change. She was still upset with him for the other night, her cheeks turned red in embarrassment recalling how swiftly he'd pulled away at the touch of their lips.

Was he repulsed? She wondered many times. She hadn’t ever shared a kiss with anyone, so she didn’t even know if she was doing it right. She had only watched in movies or television shows. When Maan returned downstairs, he headed into the dining room to eat. Geet took the opportunity and headed upstairs to change out of her clothes.

Just as she'd entered, Maan appeared and closed the door behind him locking it.

"What are you doing?" she scowled.

"I was waiting for you to come up so I could talk to you" he replied. "You've been avoiding me, Geet" he affirmed.

"So, it seems I have" she rolled her eyes and dug through her wardrobe pulling out a pair of leggings and a long t-shirt that reached her knees.

"You're going to have to talk to me" he stated as a matter of fact.

Geet sat down on the sofa kicking off her heels, Maan's attention was drawn to her heels followed by her slender tall legs as she stood again. He appreciated her body, she was slim, petite and curvy in all the right places.

"What would you like to discuss, Maan sir?" she rested her hands on her hips.

"We're not in the office" he scowled.

"Oh, that's right. We're not" she mocked. "You're not my boss here so don’t even try to assert some boss man order at me".

"Geet, are you going to avoid me? We stay in the same room, on the same bed".

"We might be staying in the same room, but I stay on the sofa" she retorted chucking her t-shirt and leggings on the sofa. "Why does it matter if I avoid you? Hmm? It isn't as if you really wanted to give us, or me a chance?" she spread her arms for emphasis. Geet kept her voice strong and confident, but she was almost close to tears remembering Maan pulling away without a word and acting as if he hadn’t done anything.

"Geet, that isn't how it is" Maan looked for words to explain to her. But that meant speaking to her about… He sighed heavily pinching the bridge of his nose sucking in a deep breath.

"It's exactly like that" Geet countered.

"It isn't" he stressed the words. "I do want to give us a chance".

"You pulled away like as if you were burnt" Geet snapped. "Now, that's either because you're repulsed or you're gay!"

"Why do you always assume things?" he argued. "Stop assuming things".

"What else was I supposed to assume, huh?" she yelled. "Its either one of those or you struggle to get it up!"

Waves of anger rolled through his body at her response, he clenched his fists by his side and his eyes glaring at her furiously. "Enough!" his words sharp, loud and sliced the tension in the room.

Geet jerked and looked back in shock.

She stepped back when he stalked towards, the distance closed in seconds and he stood in front towering over her now that she'd kicked off her heels.

"Wh…. What are you doing?" she stammered when he slipped an around her waist and pulled her until their bodies pressed together.

"Is this what you wanted?" he grit out angrily.

"Get off me" she pressed her hands to his chest pushing him.

"I won't forcing myself on you like a Neanderthal, Geet" he released her harshly and she stumbled back a few steps. "Is that what you wanted to know? Whether I could get it up for you? Did you get your answer?"

Geet looked back hurt and tears slipped down her cheeks, "All I wanted was a chance, Maan. You pulled away as if I burnt you or either repulsed you. You pulled away so fast and acted normal saying its late" she whispered. "I don’t need this bullshit, Maan. I've told you this, I won't put up with it. This indifference, this detachment, this… we're living like strangers and we've been married for 8 months. I don’t need to know you anymore, in this month I got you know you enough" she rubbed at her eyes. "You're a robot, an unemotional, unfeeling robot. I'm not some woman who'd accept that, okay! I want to fall in love, I want to feel loved, I want to share my deepest feelings with someone, I want to trust someone and want someone to trust me. And it seems you're not that person."

"What are you saying?" he remained still and masked his expressions, cold and distant was better this way.

"I think you know" she snatched her clothes and stormed off into the washroom to change, he turned and left the room.