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Geet lost her Baby

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Very very unexpected update and twist... This is soo painful update... Feeling sorry for maneet... But still I feel that their daughter is live by hearing peanut but I know this is not true.. But little bit hope for that... Hope God give strength to them handle this sorrow

This is most beautiful story I ever read

Waiting pls update soon.

Its really 💔to know that the baby is no more😭

Nothing can reduce their grief and the pain of losing their baby....

All they got is to spend a little time with that tiny angel around whom their have woven their dreams...🥺

And as Geet said...the little one deserved a chance...

You have written this painful update very beautifully👏

Chapter 109

Devastation rocks the Khurana Family
It is reported that Geet Khurana went into labour around 3am last night however a few hours later we learn the baby was still born.
Per our sources it is stated that there was initially nothing wrong, Mrs Khurana was healthy and was expected to give birth to a healthy however it seemed it was not meant to be.
We spoke to Vikrant Khurana’s PR team who have requested that the family be left alone and given space to get through this.
Condolences goes out from us, well wishers and fans of the Khurana brothers to the couple and hope they can stay strong during this difficult time.

"How are they?" Karan asked Vikrant over the phone as they’d been asked to stay back and give Maan and Geet some space.
"Bhai and Bhabhi aren’t talking much yet" Vikrant responded. Geet was required to stay an additional 3 days at the hospital just to ensure she is well taken care of.
The doctors tried to speak to her but she’d completely shut herself down and it didn’t help them that Maan couldn’t bring himself to speak to them either.
It was this morning they’d been given the go ahead and were told they could leave, Vikrant had lead them through one of the side exits as there were a few reporters dotted around the front. He’d managed to escape with Maan and Geet sat in the back without any notice thanks to learning how to dodge reporters from his PR team.

"How is dadima? Mama is concerned about her and her health" Karan inquired.
"Dadima isn’t so good herself but she’s trying to be strong for bhai and bhabhi"
"When would it be okay for us to come down and see them?"
"Bhai asked us all to give them space that’s why I’ve told everyone that they shouldn’t come down and to give them a few weeks to just register this"
"What about the funeral?" Karan asked.
"We’ve not discussed that yet, her…" Vikrant pressed his lips together pinching the bridge of his nose and breathed deeply. "She’s… her body will be released to us when it comes to the burial"
"Alright, give them our love and wishes" Karan replied and cut the call turning to his mother and Araina.

"What did Vikrant say?" Anisha straightened approaching her son.
"They want some time to themselves mama, they’re not so good right now" he explained.
"How could this have happened?" Araina questioned. "There wasn’t any sign… nothing… How could she simply have been taken away?" tears blurred her vision.
Karan sighed brushing a hand through his hair wondering how he could help his mother and sister through this, it concerned and hurt him deeply knowing that the baby they were all looking forward to was now gone forever.

Geet lay on her side staring out the balcony doors blankly, her tears had all dried up, she couldn’t cry anymore if she’d tried. Each time she closed her eyes she saw her unmoving daughter nestled in her arms against her chest.
How had their life come to this?
She glanced down at her stomach many times and wished a million times it was all a nightmare, why did this happen to them?
She squeezed her eyes closed feeling her husbands arms wrap around her from behind, his cheek pressed against hers and they both lain in the silence. No words were required, they lost a part of themselves 3 days ago.
"Why was she taken Maan?" Geet whimpered turning around and hid herself in his chest. "I don’t even know what colour her eyes are, I don’t know the sound of her…" she tilted her head and stared up at him. "She didn’t once cry or open her eyes…"

Maan looked down at her helplessly, he didn’t have answers for this. He held onto her tightly pressing his forehead against hers begging for an end to this pain and hollowness they both were feeling. Exhaustion washed over Geet and she drifted off to sleep which Maan was grateful for, watching her break down everyday made his stomach curl. It killed him within each passing moment that he couldn’t do anything to soothe her broken heart.

Maan pressed a gentle kiss to Geet’s forehead and climbed out of their bed, he walked out of their room and halted by the nursery next door, he stared at it for a moment all the while thinking their daughter should’ve been in her nursery sleeping peacefully right now.
His hands clenched by his sides as he slowly moved in the direction of the room and pushed open the door, his eyes stung as he slowly looked around.

The nursery was all ready for the arrival of their daughter, they’d left their house with her cocooned safely in her mother’s womb and returned empty handed.
He reached into the cradle where a blanket lay with Peanut stitched to the corner, memories flooded him as he recalled the day Geet had stitched it on.

"What are you doing Geet? Whenever I come home you’re always sitting with the blanket and some YouTube tutorial playing?" Maan asked her curiously.
"You’ll see once I finish, only one more letter" she answered without looking away from her blanket. "Stitching is so hard"
"I told you to leave it, you don’t need to learn. You should've left it to dadima" he chuckled.
"I’m baby’s mama na? so I have to learn. What if one day their t-shirt doesn’t have a button?" she mumbled.
"Buy a new one" Maan laughed.
"Can you see this needle Maan?" Geet lifted it pointing it in his direction.
"Threatening me Mrs Khurana?" he arched his brows challenging her.
"Whatever you want to think" she responded rolling her eyes.
Maan turned in her direction and stalked towards her.
"Don’t come next to me or I’m going to stick this in you" Geet held up the needle. "I want to finish this off"
"What is this?" he huffed crossing his arms.
"Wait a second…" she returned to her task at hand finishing off the last lettering and tied it off securely. Once she’d done that, she placed the needle and thread back into the little box and held up the blanket grinning widely.
Realisation dawned on Maan, his wife had been stitching their pet name for their child on the blanket corner.
"It’s beautiful Geet" Maan touched the corner smiling at her, he crouched down touching her small bump and pressed a kiss. "You seen what mama made for you peanut?" he asked and chuckled when Geet giggled feeling a kick in response.

Maan fell down holding the blanket close to his chest and cried.
"I’m sorry I couldn’t save you baby" he clutched the blanket tightly. "I’m so sorry papa couldn’t save you" sobs racked his body as he cried for the loss of his daughter.
Dadima felt her heart shred into pieces seeing her grandson crouched down clutching onto his daughter’s blanket. "Maan…" she joined his side touching his shoulder.
Maan turned to dadima wrapping his arms around her waist and pressed his face into her stomach. "Dadima… How do I get our baby back? Geet is breaking and… I feel I lost a piece of myself… I… I feel empty…" he hiccupped. "I… I don’t know what to do…"
"Maan…" dadima cradled his cheek. "Bete… stand up" she held onto his arms and helped him back onto his feet and led him over to the sofa he’d had put in.
Sitting down she turned to him cradling his cheek forcing Maan to look at her.
"There is no explanation for what happened" she started gently brushing away his tears with her hand. "But you have to be strong and be there for Geet just like I am going to be here for you" she promised, tears slipped down her cheeks but she continued. "None of you are to be blamed for this and… unfortunately nothing will change this nightmare"
"I… I don’t know how to be strong for Geet. I’m trying but seeing her like this… Each time I close my eyes I see our baby, Geet is holding our baby in her arms…"
"Life is a test bete, there’s two ways we can go from this… Self destruction or becoming stronger and overcoming this" dadima sniffed swiping her cheeks. "I don’t want you destroying yourselves, your baby will always be remembered and loved even if she isn’t here with us today" she caressed Maan’s cheek.

"How do I help Geet through this dadima? Everywhere I look is a reminder of our baby, this room… is a reminder… I… can’t change this room. I wouldn’t be able to…and those f*cking reporters" he grated his teeth. He hadn’t missed the reporters when they’d exited the hospital, though Vikrant was clever taking them by the side exit, he had noticed them.
"Leave that to me and Vikrant" dadima responded brushing away another tear that slipped down his cheek. "I want you to be strong and help Geet through this, just like I’m going to be here to help you through this"
Maan closed his eyes breathing deeply and hugged dadima tightly.
"Maan…" Dadima rubbed his back soothingly. "I want you to consider some options"
Maan pulled back and stared at her questioningly.
"It might help if you both shift from Delhi for a while" she suggested. "Not right now but… maybe after a week or two"
Maan nodded slowly though he didn’t really register much of it. "I’ll think on it…" he murmured and his eyes drew to his surrounding. Their mansion should have been filled with excited laughter and happiness but it was silence that he heard.

oh no!!!...youwon't believe it but while I was logging in somehow my thought was that maan and geet are becoming parent too soon but then I also thought that we are on 109th chapter so that's kind of okay and you must be having something up your sleeve...but god this!!!i hadn't expected it...really sad update...i did want Dadi around for more parts and she really has some mettle....painful but wonderful writing. but how did it happen? is there some foul play?

Very emotional part poor maaneet not able to forget there baby poor daadi suggest good that they should move out of Delhi for some time waiting to see how they move update soon

Awesome dialogues great work 👌👏

Emotional yet sad update. Can't these reporters leave the family alone. Geet is broken. I really hoped it was a nightmare but this is true which is very disheartening. Hope maan can be strong for geet. I don't know if it's correct but I have a feeling that their is something missing with doctor. Waiting for next update.. please update nikah too..

very sad

whole family is push in dark sorrow by loss of baby

maan wants to be strong for geet but not able to gather geet from her broken state