PART - 26SCREWED up with his weird thoughts,Maan cursed himself more. He was amazed why he bother so much about this shity baseless points. What it make a difference to him if his baby called him with his name or father. Nothing will change him and his life. One side he was already having a dual with his libido and now this new conflict. He was surprized on himself. Stress of his desire is increasing and with that rosing confusion with his atmosphere. Everything was getting on his nerves. Only he knew how was dealing in compressing his libido.
Maan done his work and left for his home. He was silent more then usual. Geet was in dilemma weather she asked the reason or not. But his silence killing him. "Maan sir are you okay?" she asked overcomed her fear.
"hmm." he confirmed and agai start thinking.
"sir would you want anything else?" Vinny asked serving food to him.
Maan glance and ignored. He didnt replied. "Maan sir is it ok or you need something else?" Geet asked again to grab his attention.
"Maan sir your soup." Vinny placed bowl in front of him and approched him.
Maan staring all and frowned. "shut up you all and get out of my sight." suddenly he burst on all sevants and run for their lives. Geet too scared hearing his yell. She too stood up and askked the reason of his anger. "what happened Maan sir? Is there something wrong?" geet wasn't aware that it was all because of her because she and Dev create mess in his thoughts and now she addiung fuel unknowingly by asking innocently.
Maan glared her and left the table. Geet though scared of his anger but in past few days her fear lesser because of Maan's care and tender behaviour towards her. So she couraged and ran behind him. Maan was half laying on his bed and Geet joined her. She sat near him on her knees. Mattress pressed down and Maan got how much near she was to him. His arms crossed on his chest and face stern. Geetraised her hand to touch him but snatch back. She coughe to grab his attention. "ahh,Maan sir. Maan sir", She approched him in a weak voice. Though he heared but ignored deliberately,so Geet raised her voice to made him reply. "Maan sir, Maan sir, sunno..."
Before she even finish,she found herself compressed in mattress. He was almost on her and her both wrist cuffed in his hands,pressed on both side of her head. He was breathing in her fragrance,which was dangerous for his insanity.
"Maan..." she growled trembling with their proxcimity. A chill crawl slowly down her spine and experienced a brief moment of panic.
He was staring straight in her eyes and when she moaned he leaned over her face and grazed her cheek. "thats better." he whispered,closing his eyes,but only for fews seconds. Next when she called him again his eyes opened wide and he drew him back pulling her too. He stared her angrily. But instead of becoming a scared kitten she asked straight forwardly.
"maan sir apko hua hai kya hai? Btaoge?" She pissed off now.
"cant you stop calling me Maan sir for a change?" Maan was in frustration.
Geet glance him in confusion."ab apka or kis naam se bulau?"
"i dont know."
"par apko suddenly ky problem hui hai?" Geet wasnt able to got the reason of his demand.
"because i dont want my child called me sir also like you. You all here called me sir all the time. To kya apne bachhe kaa b sir bann jaunga main.", He said in a flow and revealed his tension.
Geet's eyes open wide. His reason was weird and shocking. First why he think this much. Secondly who told him this." Maan sir..." she approched and got a glare in return. "ok fine first tell me who told you that baby is going to call you Maan sir?" she wants to clear the air first.
Maan stoling his eyes now. He doesnt want her to know about this. But Geet roamed where ever he turned his face. She asked again and again,due to which he had to opened his mouth. "actually ia sked Dev wheather Alya called him fater or not and he told me thatshe dont because she is so small and when ever time came she will call him by his name because Dadima and Meera approched him with his name and babies learn from their surroundings. Here you all calling me Maan sir to mera baby b woi bolega." Maan confessed his fear.
Geet's brows knotted and she staring him like a jailor and Maan too felt that she caught him doing some sin. "hmm so Mr. Msk have a fear what his baby called him." she teased him.
"its nothing like that. But it sounds so weird hearing a sir from your own offspring." Maan cover up quickly his fears.
"Dev sir is right,babies learn from their surroundings. But trust me Alya called him papa only because,second child learn more from their sibbling and Parth called him papa." Geet tried to distract him.
"ha par mera to first baby hai na." Maan argued. "so stop calling me Maan sir." he commands with dominance.
Geet twitched her lips,felt annoyed as Maan was stick to one point only. "to aap kya chahte ho ab main apko Papa bulau?" Geet stand opposite to him on her knees,resting her hands on her waist. She was asking in a strong tone. Both staring each other and conflicting.
"i dont know but dont call me sir atleast." Maan said finaly and jump from bed to moved out.
"ab aap kaha ja rahe ho?" Geet stopped him.
"what's your concern?"
"i am asking because if you going to gym then ok..." she said in a disappointing voice as she dont want him to leave but she knew no use of saying him to stay. Maan avoiding her for her sake. He stay at home but keeping proper distance. "and if you are going t work in your study then i will bring coffee for you. As aap late night jagoge." Geet cleared.
"i wont need anything. I am moving to my gym." Maan said roughly and left.
He had gone to his gym and worked out,hoping to exhaust himself,desperate to escape from his wild thoughts,till he had ended up tired.
Maan was concious so he went to check Geet in between. He silently opened the door and scanned. Geet was sitting on the corner of bed,holding pink colour baby socks in one hand and another one on her increasing bump. She caressed her bump while talking with her baby. Geet was so lost that she didnt notice Maan's appearence. Maan stood silent to observe her."baby see mumma brought socks for you. Its so cute just like my shona baby. Abi to thods sa grow hue ho,but soon you will grow fully and then come to me. Tab aap ye socks pehnana. Baby apko achhi lagi apki socks." she was so lost in the moment and Maan was amused at her longing for the baby. She was badly craving to hold her baby and shower her all love.
Hearing her talk and thought of a baby brought smile on his sculptured lips. She was fine and this was enough for him,so he left her in her perfect mumma baby moment. Maan again moved to his gym and thinking about what he observed few moment ago. What he was thinking and why he was smiling. This emotion was unknown to him and he was struggling to know why he adored Geet that time. He cant able to took off his eyes from her. She too look like some a kid,so innocent,so pure. Will his baby too like her? Suddnly a thought croaching his mind.
"what make a difference Maan? Why i am making myself mad.? Maan stay away if you dont want to get add in the list of fool people" he cautioned himself but the querral between his thoughts and new developed emotions wont letting him sleep in peace. He hate the fact but no matter how much he denied,she was effecting him badly in all ways. "i brought her for my baby. My offspring which matter to me most." he tried to convience himself.
Next day he went to office. While working with Dev he asked to calm his queries. Daily his mind occupied with new new queries which needed to be calmed. "Dev what matters you more? Parth, Alya or Meera?"
Dev wasnt expecting this weired question but he could understand his state of mind. "bro i know why you asking this to me. Par trust me one day you will get this answer at your own." Dev said briefly. But Maan not satisfied with the answer so Dev added. "still you need my opinion then definitely,Meera is more important for me.
His answer shocked him. "why? I mean Parth is your blood. He will carry your name. Khurana name and you choose her above him." his question clearly was a mirror of his thoughts and believes which are disgust him but Dev dont react as he knew how he is.
"bro,its true i love my childeren a lot. Both are like my two eyes. But Meera is my love. She is my heart,and all know one can survive without eyes bot not without heart. Parth or Alya meri life me hai just because of her. She put her life in danger and gifted them to me. I cant imagine my second without her. But right now you will not understand this. I know my words are going beyond your thoughts. Coz bro till now you only love yourself. Jis dinn kisis se sach me pyar ho jayega na tab is swal ka jwab apko kisi or se puchhna nahi padega. You will get the ans at your own." Dev said and left him with his confusion.
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