MG FF : A SECOND LIFE #5 Discontinued Note page 110 , May 1st, 2018 - Page 33

PART 57

Making up with wify is not at all easy that's what khurana brothers were thinking right now.. and co incidentally both were not aware about the real cause of their wify's anger ..arjun somehow got the hold of his angry wife and managed to take her out leaving the note for maan and geet to don't wait for them .. maan saw the note on the dinning stating the same.. maan saw his wife in the kitchen , it was almost dinner time and since no one was there she was alone preparing for the dinner and in her sheer anger she had asked the servants to leave .. bahut gussa aata hai maan ki jaan ko.. maan smirked and went in the kitchen., he was having no second doubts about their relation and now wanted to move on.. he wanted to do every possible thing that they missed because of the short notice of their wedding and smirked seeing her washing the vegetables and after she was about to turn she bumped to maan..

Geet : aauch... she glared at her husband who took the bowl from her hands and took the knife away , maan didn't wanted to risk himself with her anger and him..

Maan angrily this time..

Maan : dekh kar nahi chal sakti tum..jab dekho mujhse takra jati ho .. geet don't be a baby.. He said and turned away from her leaving her to frown and curse..

Geet tapped his shoulder and he just shrugged off and went and sat on the dining table cutting the vegetables and glancing at her with his thief eyes..geet had managed to bring a maan out that he wasn't even aware and he was enjoying these days a lot..

Geet : I don't bump , aap dekhkar nahi chalte and then you blame me.. haww.. dekha... dekha babaji..kaise se hain ye.. She looked up complaining to the babaji openly and maan too joined her..

Maan : babaji se mat bolo .. he is on my side.. he knows what kind of wife I am having.. now come on help me..baithkar kya dekh rahi ho.. don't you want to have dinner..he said like that was the most unusual thing and that was definitely going over her head ..

Geet snatched everything from his hands and scolded him.. and maan was now planning to torture her more ..

Geet : did I say to do all this..mein kar lungi.. She said while having the knife in her hands and showed the tip of the knife towards him..And don't disturb me.. " aap jaiye and watch something mujhe tang mat kariye.."

Maan snatched the onions and capsicums and started chopping them..

Maan : kyun jaun main..aaj mein apni patnidevi ki kitchen me sahayta karunga.. Listening to him she looked at him with open mouth and saw him as if he had grew two horns..

Maan saw her looking at him without blinking and trying to formulate his ways and words..Her husband or say patidev was definitely most un expectable specie..

Maan : what..!!! samaj nahi aaya patnidevi , then he corrected himself or said in the understandable language.. Oh I mean today I am going to help my wife in kitchen and let's get started darling.. he said little flirtingly that made her to give him a look that was stating " you have gone mad"..

Geet put her hand on his forehead and asked in a voice that was laced with concern for her dear hubby..

Geet : aap theek hain..

Maan knew that this was very well expected from her as it was her who asked on their SR about his heart beating fast and maan took that hand from his forehead and kissed it lightly just to see her reaction and just like he expected she immediately took it away.. and murmured ..." babaji jaroor kuch hua hai".. maan just let her sit on the dining table and he himself went to prepare the dinner , after good fifteen minutes geet came and looked at maan..She felt bad that maan was working and he must be tired after coming from office and she knew that how difficult is to cope up with the office staff specially sasha..Her own experience was never good..

Geet : laiye me karti hun.. I am sorry I should have known that you must be hungry after such a tiring day.. her words laced with concern for him always does the magic , after having such cutie pie as his wife how can he get mad on her..She was always one step ahead and proves that he was indeed lucky to have her in his life..

Maan gave her a dazzled smile and replied..

Maan : let me cook something for my wife too.. He said while stirring the soup and other side geet was frying the vegetables.. , she was feeling low suddenly seeing his care and felt that she was nothing but a trouble in his life , always giving him headache.. geet was not concentrating when she heard maan saying..

Maan : geet ..geet kya kar rahi ho..dekho onion jal gayi.. He immediately put off the knob and pulled her away as in her dazzled state she was not paying attention..

Geet : huhh..She looked at him and then at the frying pan and then her tears made their way..She went away from their leaving maan. .

It was after good sixty minutes maan found her in their room sitting on the window pane..She was so confused with her own feelings, his care was making her feel that she was not good for him.. and her tears were on her cheeks..

Geet st : babaji , wo kitne ache hain.. aur mein aainveyi hi gussa ho rahi thi.. her own self conscience was making her feel low and she was so engrossed in her talks when she felt herself in his arms.. maan had done everything and when he found her missing and after completing his task , he just couldn't wait to have her close with him listen to all her blabbering but when he reached he knew that something was bothering his innocent wify and It was not difficult to make her blurt out as she always speaks whatever she feels , that's her special quality , nothing selfish or conniving..

Geet felt herself floating in air when she saw him , without any protest hold him close , she was already low and now didn't wanted to argue with maan.. within minutes they were on the KM terrace and it was decorated and she was in awe seeing the dinner table and the decorations , simple but classy , the lights were on and the table was set just for two..

Geet was still in his arms..Her thoughts went out of her brain, seeing the terrace and immediately asked him,,

Geet : ye kya hain.. her eyes were having different kind of excitement and maan whispered in her ears..

Maan : dinner date with my wife.. so kaisa laga..he asked with some kind of positive answer and settled her on the chair..maan settled himself on the other and geet was just amazed seing the food on the table and asked in complete astonishment..

Geet : ye sab kyu..And why did you order all this..maan frowned seeing his all preparations and hard work In preparing going in drain.. And retorted making her really happy..

Maan : geet do you think ye saara order kiya hai..Except pizza and desserts nothing is ordered, I prepared all this for you.. His FOR YOU was just like her feelings that she always blurt out, pasta I prepared and lasagna too.. This pizza is for safer side you see.. he said with a pause , in case if you don't like the food and instead of having wine I have got grape juice you see.. He said pouring the same in two glasses, maan's planning was just like him, perfect and geet first served him and then for herself.. she was eager to have the food cooked by him and all her excitement went into drain when she lasted and blurted out..

Geet : ye toh pheeka hai.. then she tasted some more but now her taste buds were more of relishing the food with the grape juice ..

Geet : but I like it.. I didn't know that you can make so good food, no...No delicious aapko kisne sikhaya..

Maan answered while having his food..

Maan : during MBA I used to live alone , so I learnt to cook for myself..

Geet without thinking answered..

Geet : aap bhi na cook rakh lete.. And maan knew that nothing could be done with her.. And then she continued.. waise acha hai.. Now you will teach me too how to cook..aap sikhaoge na..i don't know even I of Italian food.. she was enjoying the food and maan was glad that he was able to cheer her up.. He was used to her so called buk buk that now his day was incomplete without listening to her non sense..

Geet : suniye.. she asked while pointing at one of the special Italian pastries ..

Maan : hmm.. her suniye was always so curious whenever he listen to her and there was a new query for him every time..

Geet : I want to have the dessert kaunsa khaun.. She was confused seeing four different kinds of desserts and maan served all four for her..

Maan : taste all of them and then tell me which one you like I will serve that to you..Is that fine.. maan knew that he was dealing with a baby and that was the reason he always treat her like one.. geet was happy that maan was solving her problem and after having a bite of all , she had the Italian pastry finally.. The night was just perfect.. This was the first time , geet was so happy having spending time with maan where he was doing all for her.. She was sitting after having the dinner and asked maan something that made maan to think about her too..

Geet : thank you for the dinner.. This was my first candle light dinner.. Her innocence was something that maan was coping with difficulty.. and the smile which was enhancing the beauty of his jaan was making his heart flutter..

Geet continued before maan could say anything..

Geet : aap itne ache kyun ho.. you did so much for me and I was mad that I always say something or the other to me.. aap phir bhi gussa nahi karte mujhpar.. maan was in no position to say anything and just ask for a simple dance , he extended his hand and first geet was confused but then she put her hand on his and it had started to drizzle and it was geet who switched on the FM on her cell phone.. maan's was in the room and it was a really slow dance.. He held her close and a drop from the drizzle was on her face.. Holding her close he kissed away that pearl and geet was startled with the effect his proximity was having on her.. the song was adding fuel to the passion that was erupting from both of them..

Dil mera chura lo

Aankhon mein chhupa lo

Apna bana lo sanam

She was lost in his touches and the drizzle was adding fuel.. she in a trance kept her head on his chest while they were swaying with the soft tunes...

Na na na..

Na na na..

Haan haan haan

Na na na na

Chura lo na dil mera sanam

Bana lo na apna sanam

She kissed on his torso above the thin fabric of his shirt and maan frozed at the moment, it was first time she was reacting other than saying anything..His jaan was not so innocent..She looked at him with the brown hazel eyes and maan found them captivating and a word escaped from his mouth..

Maan : Arabian girl...

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