Hamaari Prem Kahaaani......#6 Season 1 (complete) - Page 30

SOMEWHERE

{At midnight}

[Brij's POV]

"Boss pakki khabar hain Maan Singh Khurana aur Dev Khanna dono Delhi se bahar gaye hain! MSK apni biwi ke saath Dehradun ke aas paas koi cottage mein reh raha hain aur Dev business ke kaam se bahar gaya hain aur Maan apne saath bahot kam security lekar gaya hain."

Finally my wait has ended!

When one of our men who was keeping a watch on Khurana's came n divulged about Maan not being in Delhi and also added that one of Maan's security guards had blurted out all the information in his drunken state. My man managed to befriend him and got hold of this vital information. Maan had insulted this guard in front of the entire staff so now he is really miffed n hurt.

And now ... we will take advantage of it!

My man is again going to meet that guard at the bar tonight and hopefully we will get some more information. Now I just have to implement my plan accordingly but before that I have to meet them ... I instruct George to do the needful.

"Maan iss baar main poori taiyaari ke saath tujhe milunga aur ... koi chuk (mistake) nahi hogi!" I promised myself.

The Khurana's had ruined our family, insulted us, trapped me in false charges thereby forcing me to hide in this secluded dungeon but now they will pay for everything ... specially that Geet!

I will ruin all her happiness!

AASHIANA

[Geet's POV]

The chirping of birds and the sunlight playing peek a boo between the curtains broke my slumber. I groggily tried to turn to my side but felt a tug. I opened my eyes still trying to familiarize with the surroundings. I realized Maan's face was buried in my neck, his slow breath tickling me while his arms were settled on my chest below the covers, as last nights events flashed in my mind making me blush!

I lifted my left arm and brushed it through Maan's thick hair, his face wasn't open to my view. He murmurred something in his sleep but I couldn't hear it. Unknowingly he had fulfilled one of my dear wish and I couldn't thank him enough.

"Thank you Maan!" I bent slightly and kissed him on his head. He looked up at me and smiled.

"Kis liye?" He asked confused.

"Bas ... yuhin" I tried to distract him but he was My Maan!

He lowered himself a bit placing a kiss on my bulging tummy and carressing it he spoke.

"Good morning my lovely bacchas ... Thank you so much for letting mamma sleep peacefully at night but now its time for wakey wakey..."

Before he ended his sentence our darlings were into action. I could feel them moving around as if they were just waiting for this wake up call!

Will I ever be able to understand these Khurana's!

Still lost in my thoughts I didn't realise Maan had slipped down further and placed his head on my tummy ... but his words broke my reverie .

"My cuties ... aap ko pata hain Mamma ne cheating ki hain ... Mamma apni saari dil ki baatein ek diary mein likhti thi aur dadda se chupati thi ... Yeh toh galat baat hain na?" He loooked at me in mock anger.

I closed my eyes in guilt realising he had read my diary.

"But no worries Dadda ko ab pata chal gaya hain aur issiliye Dadda aap ko yahan laaye hain! ... Yeh hamaara chotusa dream house hain! ... Aur yahan mamma-papa ki bahot saari yaadein basi hui hain! ... Jab aap bahar aaoge na, tab hum sabse pehle aap ko wapas yahin laayenge! ... Yeh papa ka promise hain aap dono se ... mamma ne toh cheating ki hain!" He taunted.

"Aap the hi kahan mere paas ... ke main aap se apni wishlist share kehti!" I complained emotionally and interjected. "Babies ko sab pata hain ... hain na babies?" And this time they were on my side.

Immediately Maan was by my side to console me but I turned away from him.

"Geet jaan I'm so sorry! ... Sach mano mujhe bahot bura laga aur khud par bhi bahot gussa aaya ... ke tumhe apni saari wishes uss diary mein likhni padi kyunki main tumhaare paas nahi tha ..." He confessed sadly.

"Maan ... Ashiana se hamaari bahot yaadein judi hui hain aur issilye main chahti thi ke pregnancy ka kuch waqt main yahan reh saku." I divulged my wish.

"Main jaanta hoon aur issilye hum yahan aaye hain! ... Jab hamaari shaadi yahin hui hain toh tumhaari God Bharaai bhi ab hum yahin celebrate karenge Geet!"

"Sach" I turned to make sure I had heard it right.

"Much ... Ab Maan Singh Khurana hain tumhare paas aur Geet Maan Singh Khurana ka har hukum ab mere sar aankhon par!" He promised side hugging me and pecked on my lips.

How can I be angry on this man... He has his own ways to cajole me!

Laying in his arms I coudn't help but think about past few days and how stupid I had misunderstood Maan. He was trying to clear off his workload so he could spend quality time with us and I like a fool thought otherwise.

I smacked myself mentally for all this mess but...

It was Maan's fault too had he cleared out his stand earlier, telling me the actual reason of his busy schedule and absence ... there wouldn't have been so much chaos but he always does this!

He keeps things to himself thinking I will get worried but it is his this kind of behaviour that worries me all the more! But this time I will not let him get away so easily. Though I'm not angry with him but still...

Its time to teach Mr MSK some vital lessons!!

I gave out a loud laugh as a great idea struck me. Maan looked at me apprehensively. placing the back of his palm on my forehead like checking on me he inquired.

"Geet tum theek toh ho na? ... Tum aise weirdly kyun has rahi ho ... tumhare iss villianous laugh se mujhe darr lag raha hain!"

"Darr lag na bhi chahiye Maan! ... Tum mujhe yahan le toh aaye ho lekin ..."

"Lekin kya ... Geet kya chal raha hain tumhare dimaag mein?"

"Planning toh tumne bahot acchi ki hain Maan lekin ... Tum bhool gaye ke yahan koi servant nahi hain aur na hi yeh Delhi hain."

"Toh?"

"Toh ... jab mujhe kuch bhi chahiye hoga toh tum akele kaise manage karoge?"

"Tch tch tch ... Maan Singh Khurana toh phas gaya!" I exclaimed proudly.

His face was worth watching and I rubbed in more.

"For breakfast ... Umm... Aaj mujhe Aloo ke parathe, aam - nimbu ka acchaar, dahi, aur garam garam Gulab - jamun khane hain!"

"Kyaaa ..."

"HAAN! ... And MAAN ... Your time starts now!"

"So run..." I said in finality crossing my arms over my chest.

SOMEWHERE

[Brij's POV]

Finally everything was turning out in our favour!

Grabbing the perfect opportunity of Maan's absence, we had chalked out a plan by sending a message to Papaji to be at ABC Mall . Taking advantage of the crowd around, our men managed to dodged the police n security there and brought Daarji n Papaji here. Atlast they were out of their so called house arrest!

I disclosed to them our next set of plannings.

One of our men who had managed to befriend the Khurana security officer informed us that the entire Khurana, Khanna etc household were busy in planning Geet's Godh Bharai function, the function will be held at their Dehradun cottage and one more news which was in our favor was Vikram was being transferred to some other jail in the coming days.

We would first attack the convoy and get Vikram out of police custody. Then one side Papaji will keep a close watch on Rhea, seeking the first possible chance will get rid of her so my case weakens and I willl be out of this mess. While on the other side Vikram and I will attack the Khurana gang in that wilderness. Planning a attack in Delhi would have been difficult but in that jungle it will be quite easy!

Papaji was beaming with happiness hearing my plan but Daarji as usual tried to discourage us saying it was too risky and a foolish move etc. I was loosing my patience and was about to burst out on that old man but Papaji did the needful showing that good for nothing oldie his rightful place. All his life he had treated both of us like his slaves ... shooting orders never letting us do anything of our will and now in the worst of time he is still behaving like a coward!

Daarji refused to be a part of our plan so we had no other option but to ground him here so he doesn't leak any information thereby ruining our plan.

His mindless decisions had already ruined our whole empire and our lives!

Papaji then inquired how I had planned to eliminate Geet but my reply first shocked him and then he patted my back as he was proud of me!

"Ab main Geet ko marunga nahi! ... Usse zinda rakhunga! ... Geet ki zindagi ki sabse badi khushi usse cheen loonga! ... Aisa haal karunga uska ke na jee paaayegi aur na mar paayegi! ... Tadapti rahegi zindagi bhar!!"

"Khurana's ke iss khushiyon ke jashn ko maut ke maataam mein badal doonga!" I vowed!

So the stage was set! ... And the D-day would be Geet's 'Godh Bharai' day!

AASHIANA

[Geet's POV]

Once Maan dashed out of our room in hurry to prepare breakfast, I took my own sweet time lazing around in the bed ... then taking a long, hot water bath calming my stiff and tired body... singing some melodious songs to my babies while relaxing in the tub.

Finally dressing up I patted my huge belly lightly alerting my darlings.

"Chalo neeche jaa ke dekhte hain aap ke Papa ne kitchen ka kya haal banaya hain! ... Babies be good kyunki khana milne mein time lagega aap ke Papa toh kuch nahi bana paayenge ... Toh aaj breakfast Mamma hi banayegi ... okay!"

Seated on the dinning table I kept gaping at the food served in my plate and at Maan who sat next to me with his trademark smirk gloryfying

'I can do it all!'

The food looked scrumptious! ... But would it taste good? ... Should I take the risk ? ... What if my plan to trouble Maan backfires on me?

I was lost in my own thoughts when Maan's voice broke my reverie. He had lifted up a morsel of Aloo paratha dipped in the pickle. I held his hand midway, avoiding to eat it ... citing an excuse of only having homemade pickles. He immediately countered my excuse informing me that Aparna Mom had already sent n arranged all the necessary supplies for her dear daughter n darlings. Pickle was homemade, Gulab Jamun also were those ready to eat packets which we often used at home.

Before I could think of some other way to dodge Maan my traitor tummy rumbled and Maan forced the morsel down my mouth!

The food was delicious!! I closed my eyes as the hot paratha just melted in my mouth while I savoured the taste. Then suddenly it struck me that no way Maan could prepare such amazing parathas! Maan was very good in cooking continental food but Indian food was not his cup of tea! He must be having something up his sleeve for sure!

I raised my brow waiting for him to come clean! Like reading my thoughts he shrugged of saying.

"Tumne kahan tha ke ... Allo ke parathe khane hain lekin yeh toh nahi kaha tha ... ke mere haathon ke bane khane hain!"

"Matlab?" I asked appalled.

Then he called in a middle aged couple, who were supposedly one of the best cooks of a reputed dhaba in Dehradun. When I was rejoicing over my sure shot victory in our room Maan had rushed one of the security guards to hunt a reliable yet an amazing cook for us. Introducing them he stated that till the time we are here this couple will be our official cooks and will be staying here with us.

This man was impossible!!!

These were the only words that came to my mind as I digested the facts thrown at me. In moments he changes the whole game! And my kiddies ... dal badlu!! They were busy dancing around inside on their Dad's victory!

No matter how much I try to trap him he always outsmarts me!

I needed some time alone to come in terms with the whole breakfast fiasco. I rushed up to my room but my relief was short-lived as Maan followed everywhere not leaving me alone for a moment ... It was irritating me!

"Maan aap mere peeche peeche kyun aa rahe? ... Aap ko aur koi kaam nahi hain kya? ... Please mujhe kuch der akela chod dijiye!" I stated firmly.

"Geet tum hi toh keh rahi thi ke main tumhe time nahi deta ... Ab main tumhare saath ... tumhare paas hoon ... toh bhi tumhe problem hain!"

"Maan please! ... Aap jaaiye na ..." I pleaded now.

Not wanting to rub on my wrong side ... he left and I sighed in relief!

I picked up my cell and called Annie. The girls were together and putting the phone on speaker we chatted. They told me the boys were trying their best to manaofy them all but this time they wouldn't let them go easily. They also adviced me to not give in so soon and make things difficult for Maan.

Little did they know that Maan Singh Khurana's brain works at a double speed in case of crisis!

Dadi n Mom too joined in and we started discussing about GB arrangements and my outfits, decor. menu etc...

[Maan's POV]

Geet got busy talking on the phone with the girls. I stood outside the door to make sure the girls don't blurt out anything. The situation back home had gone beyond our control so the only option we had was to come out clean with the reason of our indifferent behavior. We informed them about Brij still being on a loose and we were busy in trying to trace his whereabouts. They all had promised not to disclose this fact to Geet, NT and Pammi as they would panic which isn't good for them at this stage of their pregnancy.

Once the ladies started discussing clothes etc I was relieved and moved towards my study to catch up on some work before Geet comes around with next set of her plans to trouble me! I'm sure her well wishers will have a lot ideas to share with her as Yash ans Vicky were cribbing how the girls had made their life hell out there. Though the girls did understand the gravity of the situation but now there was an addition to their already long list of complains, that we hide all important issues from them so now we have face the repurcussions too!!

"Babaji accha hua main Geet ko yahan le aaya warna yeh ladkiyaan ... aag mein ghee daal daal kar (add fuel to fire)... meri garib gaay (innocent cow) ko ghayal sherni (ferocious tigress) bana deti!" I thanked God.

Heading towards my study Arjun called me informing me about the Handa's. With the change in events Commissioner Uncle felt it was too risky to celebrate GB here in this cottage away from the city but I refused to budge as it was Geet's wish to spend some quality time here and I had promised her!

In no way was I going to change my plan! ... I was ready to face them anywhere ... anyhow!!

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[Geet's POV]

The following days were pure bliss for us!!

Having Maan all for us for so many days felt like heaven! Babies too were beaming! Their non stop movements inside like notifying us their happiness! The couple who we had hired had become a part of our family and we addressed them as Baba n Daaimaa. They were amazing cooks and fulfilled all my wishes, cravings etc. Daaimaaa being here was like a blessing in disguise! She took care of me like her own child, giving tips for pregnancy dos n don'ts, homely remedies for swollen feet, back ache etc. Maan who generally doesn't trust strangers very soon also had softened a bit seeing their care n concern for me and our babies.

Our heart went out to them hearing about their plight. Maan had appointed his detective to run a background check on that couple and the facts that surfaced out left us both shell shocked! The couple who worked in the dhaba were actually the true owners of that dhaba. The couple had converted a part of their house into a dhaba, where they lived and worked. Their selfish n mean son who was based in US came down few months back and made them sign lot of documents in the name of insurance and other legal formalities regarding their house and the dhaba. Little did those poor souls know that their own blood would betray them by selling off everything and flee with all their life long earnings.

Now they work as mere employees in the dhaba they once owned and in return they are allowed to stay in the servant quarters along with some money given to them as their salary. I wondered how could a son do something like this to his own parents. It disgusted me! I told Maan that we should help them out in some way and Maan promised me he will surely do something about this!

All these days our push n pull game continued... I still hadn't given up! ... And Maan too would be quite alert trying to counter my each trick!

Our schedule were set for the day!

Morning we would do some yoga together but with Maan around it would always turn out into something X-rated!!! No matter how much ever I tried to focus on the asanas ... his touches, our proximity and my hormones all together were a lethal combination and it would lead to ...

In the day Daaimaa would read out holy books to me while Maan concentrated on his work. Evenings we would take walk around the house as per Dr's advice. Even if I would crib and complain of being tired, Maan would make sure I walked a considerable amount each day. With my bulging belly it was quite a task but all my weapons didn't help much as when MSK is firm on something there are hardly any options left!

Night when Maan would be busy with calls I would switch on some good music and dance around with my babies. It was a lovely feeling to sway slowly and my babies too would join me in their own little way. Though earlier it had been only mummy - babies secret but now Maan knew about it as he had caught us red handed a couple of times. He too would join in and dance with me then later in the night he would pat the babies to sleep and would settle beside me cocooning me in his arms.

Everything seemed fine but still there was this uncanny feeling constantly nagging at the back of my mind!

Many times I would notice Maan lost in some deep thoughts, worried most of the time but he would mask his face in my presence but his eyes sometime gave him away! Probably his work was suffering due to his absence and he didn't want me to feel guilty about it. Though I loved being here with him but I guess it was time to go back soon.

The preparations had already begun!

Everybody was here and running around with last minute arrangements. I stood gazing out where the shamiana (tent) was put up just by the riverside. It was a pleasant weather so the rituals n ceremony will be enjoyed by all. Though Maan wanted to make it grand but I stressed on having just our close family members. Dadimaa had come up with a solution for our argument that when back in Delhi we will have a small get together and will invite others.

It felt really good to see all excited n happy faces of our family members but still today I was feeling very restless! Something was not okay but I just couldn't seem to place it. Even my babies were very silent, hardly doing any movement today like they too felt the same! Maan was avoiding me since morning and only during the family breakfast our eyes met and for a moment or so I feel I saw something incomprehensible in those eyes before he turned his gaze away!

I needed to talk to him but he wasn't anywhere to be seen ... A fear was gripping my heart!

My reverie broke when Annie, Meera and Pari walked in with my clothes and accessories. NT was resting in the guest room. Amidst the teasing and taunting session as Maan had selected all my saree and accessories. He had also called in a local mehendi designer who had applied mehendi on my hands and legs last evening. Finally dressed in green-gold Kanjeevaram saree with kundan and zari work all over accompanied with a heavy embroidered blouse ... Dadimaa and Mom were firm that I have to wear khandaani jewellery so Maan had settled for uncut diamond heavy set ... I was ready for my day! Leaving me in the room the girls rushed out to get ready for the function.

I was feeling sick probably my fear was making me feel uneasy!

I was escorted to the function venue and Maan stood there at the entrance dressed in a pale green silk kurta with light embroidery and off white churidaar. He walked up to me, a serene smile adorned his lips and his face calm! Just a mere glimpse of his face soothed my restless soul!

He lifted me up in his arms and walked up to the makeshift stage.

The whole decor was colour coordinated in shades of yellow, green and white. Marigold flowers, banana tree pillars, colourful drapes etc enhanced the look of the entire set up. It was simple yet tastefully done! I was made to sit on a royal antique metallic chair. Maan stood besides me and when nobody was looking our way he bent down picking out a small packet, removing jasmine gajras (floral garlands) from the packet he swiftly fixed the entire bunch over my braid. Overwhelmed and surprised I gaped at him and he quickly looked around and bent again pecking my lips slightly he said.

"Ab mere Meeshti ka shringaar poora hua!"

The ceremony began with the priest performing the puja and tying the raksha thread on my wrist. Then Dadimaa, Mom, Maa, Taayji etc did the aarti followed by others who placed their gifts along with dried coconut, rice, flowers in my pallu and blessed my babies! They whispered their wishes in my ears. Though all the gifts were priceless but one gift that touched my heart was given to me by Nanimaa and Ayesha Aunty both gifted me a photo frame.

Rano Maa told me all had coaxed Ayesha aunty (who by now had started walking little distance with the support of a walker) to join us for the ceremony and reluctantly she had agreed. I was happy to see so much positive change in her. Thankfully the ceremony ended in time as it was getting uncomfortable for me to sit here in this heavy saree. Like sensing my discomfort Maan at once lifted me up and headed to our room.

He put me down on my feet and helped me to change in a comfortable suit and then settled me on the bed. Pulling up the covers he ushered me to rest but I held his hand and finally queried.

"Maan sab theek hain na? ... Aap itne pareshan kyun lag rahe hain? ... Mujhe bahot darr lag raha hain ... Babies bhi subah se bahot shant ho gaye hain ... kahin kuch bura..." I tried to voice out my concern but he didn't let me complete.

Sitting beside me he assured me.

"Geet sab kuch theek hain! ... Main bas arrangements mein busy tha ... aur babies bhi shayad thak gaye honge ... tum bekaar fikar kar rahi ho ... Chalo ab kuch der so jao ... Main yahin hoon tumhare paas!" He bent slightly and kissed my forehead while I held his hand firmly to my heart and closed my eyes.

Due to fatigue I dozed off soon and when I got up my world came crashing down as ...

"Maan was missing!"

Precap - The Final Combat!

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