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suoeb part maan teasing geet he showed geet the house geet loved the decoration s maan sids tell her how she like the this boring colors but she tell that its beautiful geet wear saree and maan offer the prayer nice loibed the part contine soon waiting for next part

Love it when you write Arabic , sounds really sweet and glad that Geet knows a little too. So Maan and Geet in the outhouse and their privacy will be good for them to get to know each other.
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Part 4

"We were just talking about you" Sameera spoke as they both settled down.

"Bad or good?" Geet asked softly with a smile.

"Hmm.. what do you think?"

Geet shook her head lightly as sameera responded back with a question, her little smile died down as more of her new family members joined them in the hall.

"Anyways bhabhi we don't much about you so.." Anisa started expecting Geet to say something about herself.

"Um.. how about you ask and I answer?" Geet asked not knowing how she should start about herself and feeling out of place with most of her new family present.

"How old are you?" Sameera asked.

Anisa whacked her. "Stupid. We know that already"

"Heeeyyy" Sameera rubbed her head. "I don't remember"

"Sameera" Saira softly called her reminding her not to raise her voice to her elder.

Sameera pouted. "Di started it and anyways I don't know so bhabhi how old are you?"

"21yrs old" Geet answered feeling a little overwhelmed with the family present all keeping their gaze on her, she kept her gaze trained down, fiddling with her fingers.

Saira had noticed her feeling a little awkward. "Sameera, Anisa yeh sab tum loug baad mein puchna. Kuch aur baat karo" She gestured to Anisa hoping she'd understand which she did.

"Teek hai"

Sameera frowned rolling her eyes. "Kill the entire atmosphere why don't you?" she muttered to Anisa.

"Look airhead. Bhabhi's not comfortable with everyone. Just wait till you're married" Anisa responded.

"Why are you two whispering?" Hena asked eyeing them curiously.

"Sameera wants to get married" Anisa responded.

"Di!" she narrowed her eyes.

"Ammi sameera ke shadi karwana chahiye" Hena agreed high fiving Anisa.

"Haan sab khush hoge na? jab main chali jaoongi"

"Obviously" Anisa laughed. "You know bhabhi what she did once? Crystal went missing once, she didn't come for the entire night, she kept calling bhai while he was at work crying she'd lost crystal, every 30 minutes she called him crying so loud as well"
"Oh yeah.. how did she go?" Hena joined laughing, "Bhaiii Crystal's missing, she's not come home tonight" Hena mocked in the same way once Sameera cried.

"She could be dead. Bhai come home and check." Anisa continued.

Geet pressed her lips together trying to supress her laughter, she looked at Sameera who was glaring at them both as they mocked her.

Maan shook his head at them chuckling at the fond memory that night.

"I hate all you. You're all laughing at me" Sameera crossed her arms frowning. "And bhai how could you?" she looked at Maan for a response.

"If you think back it was quite funny" Maan responded.

"I was so scared, do you know how I felt? Crystal's my baby ok?" she retorted.

"Aise bol rahe ho jaise tum ne janam diya hai" Saira commented.

"Haan choti ma aap ke hi kami ti, aap bhi unke saat hai" Sameera joked without enthusiasm.

"Khair Geet bete aap ko ghar kaisa laga?" Saira asked.

"Choti ma Bhabhi ko ghar sirf pasand nahi aayi, unhe toh ghar se pyar hogaya" Anisa was quick to answer laughing as she told Saira.

"At least bhai's effort is very much appreciated" Hena spoke.

Geet stared in confusion wondering what she meant, she turned her head looking at Maan discreetly not making it obvious due to the elders present.

Maan smiled at her and looked away from her gaze, she wondered had Maan designed the house by himself? But she couldn't be sure until he actually says it to her, she is yet to master the art of eye talk, later on their journey she may learn how to understand her husband without really speaking.

"Jiju ne sab kiya?" Nadiya asked, Geet thanked Allah for giving such a sweet sister who had similar thoughts to her.

Hena nodded. "Yep. Bhai was so tensed those two weeks, he wondered what color to do, what type of furniture an all. Ammi ko pagal kardiya puchte puchte" she chuckled at the memory of Maan asking so much questions to their mother for decorating. He was never one to speak so much neither did he bother listening to all their gossips and all, he was more of a loner, even in this crowd Maan was in his own world.

Geet smiled and looked at Maan who rolled his eyes. "You didn't mention it?" she asked softly so no one really noticed them.

Maan smiled. "I didn't want to put a face to designer"

She smiled turning her attention back to the others as did Maan.

The next one hour was spent upon getting to know one another, though they couldn't get much out of Geet since she was too shy to respond which they understood, to her they were still strangers.

Maan was in his study sat on his desk, he was studying a file when he heard a knock. "Who is it?" he called.

"Its me" he heard the familiar voice of his uncle Jalal and stood to his feet and opened the door to welcome him.

Maan greeted him hugging his uncle.

"Saira's chosen a good wife for you" His uncle commented as they sat down.

"You've met her already?"

"Hmm..I've spoken to her as well" he stated.

Maan only smiled, he didn't know what he was supposed to say to that.

"Whats wrong? You seem tensed" Jalal asked.

"Maama how did you like.. get used to maami" he asked unable to form his question.

Jalal chuckled lightly. "So you having trouble?"

"Not trouble buts its like.. you know suddenly I've got a wife whom I know nothing of. Geet is shy type and its quite difficult for her so I tried to comfort her but I'm not confident in my ways. I don't know how to assure her" he stated.

"Ah.. I've faced that myself"

"So.. what did you do?"

"I didn't do anything"

"Huh?" Maan looked at him confused.

"I was being myself, I didn't put a front on for your maami or anything of the sort because then she would've been shown someone I'm not. Create an understanding platform. Become her friend or something to get the base for your foundation but Maan don't show her something you're not because that'll end up with her may be having different expectations and the same goes for her, don't expect anything off her but her effort in trying for this marriage" Jalal explained to Maan as he knew marriage was no cakewalk and having expectations of another from the beginning makes it harder for each other.

Maan thought on his words long and hard, he took in all the information but how to implement he didn't know. How was he to make a base for them to start on? He did talk and did try on his part but for Geet to try he needed to make her comfortable enough so they could atleast have some understanding of each other. He decided to speak to Geet tonight once they go back to the outhouse. It will be best if they shared one another's thoughts, how they wanted to take this relationship forward, from friendship or just an understanding between strangers.

"Api take care of yourself" Nadiya hugged Geet as the car arrived.

"I will. Give ammi and abbu my salaam" Geet responded hugging her sister tighter, now that Nadiya was going back home she'd be left alone with her new family, none of whom she is yet familiar with.

Nadiya nodded smiling pressing Geet's hand as assurance, then bid the rest of the members, Sameera approached her and embraced her.

"Give uncle and aunty our salaam" she grinned. "And no need to worry about bhabhi" she stated walking next to Geet and side hugged from behind. "She's in perfect hands now"

"I'll let them know" Nadiya smiled then looked at Maan. "Hum chalte hai jiju. Humare behen ka dyan rakiyega"

Maan smiled. "I will do" he looked at Geet passing a soft smile to her.

Geet watched as she settled into the back, Nadiya waved as the driver started and drew away, she sighed heavily, a panic rising in her, she blinked a couple of time trying to stop her tears but failed.

"Bhabhi why are you crying?" Anisa asked noticing her tears.

Geet didn't respond, she wiped at her tears. "nothing" she muttered keeping her gaze hooded from them.

Maan cleared his throat. "Anisa you lot go inside"

"Why?" Sameera jumped in.

Maan narrowed his gaze at her. "I said so that's why grandma"

"Bhai stop calling me that or.. or.."

"Or what?"

"Or I'll get my crystal" she threatened knowing Maan didn't like cats and was afraid of them.

"Sameera get inside"

She huffed and walked inside following behind the others who were already inside.

"Geet come with me" Maan gestured down the path. She followed alongside quietly with her head dipped down.

"What are you afraid of?" he started.

She shook her head.

"I know fear when I see it" he responded.

"I.. I don't know" she admitted. "Being alone.."

Maan smiled at her answer. "trust me when I say this, in this house you'd never feel alone"

"Why?" she looked up to meet his gaze.

He reached out slowly and wiped at the streak of tear with his fingers, she parted her lips slightly at his soft and gentle touch. "You'll find out soon enough" he chuckled slightly.

"And one more thing don't cry"

"Why?"

"Because you don't look nice crying" he answered.

She looked down biting down on her lip as heat spread to her cheeks, slowly she lifted her gaze back to him.

"Now that's better" Maan winked at her. "Shall we go inside now?" he turned around.

She followed him back inside.

"What did bhai say?" Hena asked as she watched Maan retreating upstairs.

"Nothing" Geet responded.

"How can bhai say nothing bhabhi? He sent us inside so he can speak to you?"

"Sameera understand. They're married" Anisa winked laughing.

"No" Geet shook her head. "its nothing like that"

"Sure sure.. we believe you" Sameera high fived Hena, Geet flushed with them teasing her.

"Hume aap lougon se baat nahi karni hai" Geet crossed her arms with upturned lips.

"Woah.. Bhabhi ko gussa bhi ata hai" Sameera laughed.

"Ammi" Geet called unable to handle their teasing.

"Kya hua bete?" Saira asked walking in with Badi ma.

"Choti ma bhabhi wants to complain. So file the complaint" Sameera intervened.

"Tum ladkiyon ko aur koi kaam nahi hai kya? Kyun usse tang karte rehte ho?"

"Choti ma aap hamesha galat waqt pe kyun aate ho?" Sameera asked chuckling.

"Sameera!" Husna called sternly. "Buzurgh se kaise baat karte hai, sikhana padega kya?"

"Di rehne dijiye. Woh mazaq kar rahi hai" Saira defended quickly.

"tumne usse aur anisa ko azaadi de kar un dono ko kharab kiya hai"

Saira looked away knowing well arguing now with Husna will be fruitless, her jetani always seemed to find faults in everyone.

"Tum loug kitchen main jaake khana tayyar karo" Saira stated. Geet followed them knowing there was some tension in the atmosphere.

She did wonder why badi ma was saying such stuff.

***

"Whats wrong?" Maan asked as he entered into their room at night, he noticed Geet struggling with something and approached her.

"Um.. my earrings stuck in.. in my hair" she tried to tug and free the hook from her ear but ended up pulling her own hair.

"erm.. do you want me to help?" he asked.

"Please" she replied and moved her hand.

He stepped closer, Geet tilted her head slightly so he could see, he noticed the hook was entangled in her hair, if he did pull it he'd probably pull her hair so he cautiously held the hook and attempted to untangle her hair.

Geet tensed as soon as he brushed her ear on the excuse of untangling, she kept her eyes down the entire time, she bit down on her lip as he'd accidently tugged harder.

"Oh sorry" he muttered quickly hearing her wince.

She shook her head. "Is it out?"

"Nearly. You've got a few strands entangled" he looked at her reflection in the mirror smiling sheepishly at her.

She nodded. "this is the reason I hate wearing earrings" she muttered softly to herself and caught Maan smiling then she knew he'd heard her.

"Done" Maan spoke taking out her earring for her unconsciously as if it were something natural.

"Thank you" she turned to face him, Maan placed the earring in her palm as she stretched her hand out and he smiled in response.

She turned to head into the washroom but stopped hearing him call her.

"Ji?" she asked softly.

"I need to speak to you once you come out" he stated wanting to clear about their relationship and how to proceed.

She nodded however was confused, heading into the washroom she closed the door behind her with many thoughts running through her head.

Maan watched as she exited and walked tentatively over to their bed, she settled on the edge before him but with a little distance.

He sighed softly wondering how to start. "Geet whats your thought on our marriage?" he asked then did mentally curse himself. What a question to ask your wife of one day?

"Sorry?" she asked furrowing her brows unable to understand him, what was he asking? And what did he want to hear.

"Um.. I mean like how do I put it?" he thread his fingers through his hair. "How are you finding it till now?"

She shrugged. "I don't know. Its only been a day I've been your wife" she pressed down her lips resisting herself from laughing at his question.

"Geet" Maan shook his head chuckling unable to stop himself as well, his wife must be thinking she'd gotten a dumb husband. "dekho don't make fun of me but I'm being serious here"

"Ok. Sorry. Well to be honest I don't know what you want me to say" she admitted.

"Lets start here. How did this day go for you?"

"Why?"

"Can you please answer?"

"It was good"

"My dear wife if you explain it'll help me a lot"

"Aap.. aap mere interview le rahe hai kya?" she asked quickly without really thinking kinda annoyed he wasn't saying much.

"Think of it like that" he responded liking the way she was opening up shredding little bits of her inhibitions away. "Now will you answer properly?"

"Will you please tell me why this now?" she lifted her feet and crossed them on the bed comforting herself.

"I want to know where we both stand with our marriage. So we can adjust to one another easier." He explained. "Without hiding anything. Trust is a big thing in a relationship, there is no love if there's no trust. A relationship without trust is a relationship that will end up sinking" he told her wanting her to understand. "So that is why I'm asking"

Geet nodded pleased he'd given his view.

"So can you answer?" he reminded her.

"Well to be honest it was good. I like it here so far, your sisters are really nice and easier to gel with" she started.

He smiled. "And probably the most annoying people in this household" he added.

"I find them sweet" she continued.

"Just wait till you get to know them"

"Oh I wanted to ask you something?" she remembered.

He raised his brows at her gesturing her to carry on.

"Are you really scared of crystal?" she stifled her smile trying to keep a straight face whilst she asked.

"Let me guess. Sameera's big gob"

She chuckled. "So you are"

"From childhood. Not scared but I've got a bad memory of them hence I hate them"

"What was it?" she asked curious to know.

"I got scratched when I tried to pat one, after that day I decided I hate all of them" he finished off with a sheepish grin, Geet admired the way he'd smiled, he didn't seem like a person who smiled a lot that reminded her of another two members who didn't smile at all. She decided to pick the topic up with Maan so she knows where she would stand with them.

"I wanted to ask about your.. I mean our.. um badi ma" she fumbled wondering whether to say our or yours.

"Badi ma? She said anything to you?" he asked with a gentleness that would depict care.

Geet shook her head. "its just.. not that they said anything but I have a feeling they don't like me" she explained, she wondered would he feel offended? Since it his a family member of his and she's only a new bride, she hooded her gaze down from him as the thoughts passed her. "I don't mean to offend you but I thought to tell you because.."

"Geet I understand" he stopped her.

She looked up at him meeting his gaze.

"Badi ma isn't fond of anyone in this household, she's just like that" he responded.

"So she hasn't got anything against me?" she asked tentatively.

He shook his head. "No. Unless you do something wrong in her eyes, you're in her good books" he offered her a smile though he'd tried to assure her nothing was out of the ordinary, she wasn't so sure. The way Badi ma stared at her was not only scary but intimidating.

"So is the interview a success or not?" Geet asked giving a gentle smile.

He chuckled. "I'd say it is" he responded and sighed heavily. "I don't know how our days and nights will pass, but to build at least the foundation of our relationship we could be friends to start off with" he spoke offering his hand to her.

"I'd like that" she took his hand and shook. "I'd never had a boyfriend before" she stilled and clamped her eyes closed tightly biting onto her bottom lip so hard she hurt herself.

Maan threw his head back laughing. "Hope not"

"I.. I didn't mean it like that" she stuttered cursing her stupidity.

Maan shook his head grinning widely.

"Can you stop laughing?" she asked furrowing her brows biting her cheeks to stop herself from joining him.

Maan looked away hiding his widened smile from her, he cleared his throat and looked at her sideways. "Khair... Hopefully this friendship will the beginning of our new journey"

She nodded.

"Anyways its late" Maan diverted their attention.

Geet glanced at the clock and agreed, she stood to her feet and went around, Maan watched silently as she slipped into bed.

"Where are you going?" Geet asked softly as he stood to his feet instead of slipping into bed.

"Washroom. I'm gonna change and come" he answered and walked away with Geet watching.

She looked at her left hand where her ring sat and twisted mindlessly, she couldn't believe that she'd been married a day now. It just seemed so unreal, just 2 days back she was in her home and 2 days later, here with her new husband. Though she hadn't got to know much of him she did know a little about him.

She turned onto her right muttering her little prayer she closed her eyes letting sleep take over her eyes.

Maan came out and noted his wife had already gone to sleep, he stood to his place and watched for a few silent moments simply admiring her, the moonlight from outside had lit their room up where her face was glowing, he smiled at her comment on the boyfriend bit and shook his head chuckling to himself. Walking to the other side he slipped into bed next to her keeping a little distance between them, the day was passed and he'd gotten to know very little of Geet. She didn't speak much of herself and did mostly listen to him, may be this friendship stage between them will overgo her inhibitions and she'll open up a little more than today. He turned to his right and closed his eyes letting sleep take over once he'd muttered his nightly prayer.

Awesome update I like their night talk maan afraid of cat

very sweet update Geet is getting comfortable in her new home Maan sisters are nice so fun filled family but badi ma is little strict Maan is confused how to go in this new relation loved Maaneet convo they are friends now lovely thnx 4 update

Wonderful beginning

amazing update, maaneet both are try to adjust each other in their new relation.

lovely updates ...Geet is getting to know her new family and her husband little by little they have started from becoming friends as Maan don't know how to start thr relation hes taking one step tking advoce frm his elders so his new wife is not uncomfortable ...Geet is loving his sisters and is happy ...cont soon

Awesome part.. Waiting for next part...