Dadi's Bride T2 - Completed - Page 28

Part 20: Out in the cold and in with the bold

After the so-called deal everyone went to their respective rooms.

'Brij be easy on him' Suman tried putting her best flirt face on while massaging his arms

'Don't even think about it?'

'Why? You got me easily' she questioned swatting his arm while he just shrygged

'Papa should have made you clean the cowshed' Suman screeched grabbing a pillow and throwing it onto the sofa indicating that was his bed for the rest of the night

'Why do you love him so much' Brij argued spreading his body over the bed, clearly defying orders

'Why do you hate him so much' Suman interrogated gawking at him to which he immediately ran to the said sofa, no one really wanted to mess with wifey especially with his wife who the world thinks chased him for marriage when in reality it was the opposite, Brij was as love sick as Maan but not as dumb. Maybe a little too proud, make that a hell load for he believes or lets say categorically tries to portray that love is made for the female generation only, of course neither did the world believe or trust him especially with Suman telling otherwise.

'Sameera and that Pari nearly ruined it' Dadi seethed in anger filling the empty glass with water before gulping in speed. Anger they say makes a wise man a fool' but what happens to a wise and aged woman? Maybe Dida would know seeing her friend spit out fire

'How on earth would Maan take on these hideous challenges, I know my boy and he would fail on the first mission? This is an epic fail, Geet would never marry Maan. He would die a single death' she mumbled widening her eyes at the trailing thoughts. Feeling stressed out, Dadi quickly refilled the glass once again with water before chugging it down her throat

'Savi see this as a half empty glass scenario, Maan would be tested on his essential life skills and Geet well, she'll be the supportive lover. This way they might get closer, although I find it quite shocking they barely spent a day together and they think they're in love, imagine what would happen after a few days' Radha tried comforting and by the end both the woman got excited, watching a blooming love story was a tantalising thought.

'I think you're right, then again Pari wasn't that bad. The poor girl was trying to help' Dadi concluded feeling ever so slightly guilty for previously calling her numerous names. Once peace was restored, Dida left with a warm hug and with an aim to persuade her dear husband to be easy on the pitiable Maan, after all they had a love story to watch.

'Come one Rajji, this time only. After such a declaration, he deserves it' Pinky whispered harshly

'Please Rajji, just one meeting' Maan pleaded folding his hands in front of her

'Rajji think of the possibilities, this way Maan would be rejuvenated for tomorrow and your sister would be able to create some special memories' Pari added the benefits of the meeting like the true business woman she is

'OH STOP BEING A PAIN AND JUST CALL YOUR SISTER WILL YOU' Adi shouted having had enough, for the past half an hour they tried persuading; pleading; and now threatening yet Rajji stood her own, strong and stringent even in the cold dark night.

'ADI' they all screeched in anger, firstly upsetting Rajji wasn't going to do them any favours and nor was screaming, although they were on the roof yet being caught wasn't a chance they were willing to take

'Fine I'll call her' Rajji finally surrendered smiling at the end, all she wanted was a little bit of begging after all she was the sister. Once she left for the stairs, everyone else cheered in joy.

'Ok guys leave now, Geet might come any minute' Maan immediately ushered wanting his alone time with Geet

'What the hell is this, you made us stand in the cold and now you're ditching us. Not happening Maan, never' Adi sat down on the cold flat floor immediately jumping back up with a 'YAOOP' rubbing his frozen bottom. It was indeed a chilly night, not the perfect weather for a blooming love story.

'Adi man please, guys please. Come one do this for me' Maan yearned pushing them slightly towards the stairs

'Fine, lets go. But remember don't call us if you need any more help' Pinky threatened grabbing Adi by his arm and stepping down a stair or two

'ok ok' Maan submitted seeing their forlorn faces but mainly because he needed help, he then told them to hide out and not get caught as he didn't want Geet to feel conscious. With it followed whistles, Pari being new to it all just faked a giggle not knowing what else to do. The next few minutes, Maan practiced on how to stand while the rest of them found appropriate hide outs.

'Geet didi are you asleep' Rajji questioned quietly entering her bedroom

'What do you think Rajji?' came Geet's deep baritone from under the duvet

'Of course not, how can I sleep; how can anyone sleep after such an eventful day' Geet excitedly sat up the next minute looking at a bemused Raji. Geet's face held a certain shine and a Mona Lisa smile, the categorical shy but poised smile.

'Well then great cause Maan wants to meet you, on the terrace now' Rajji spurted shocking Geet who immediately jumped out of bed

'Now'

'Yep now'

'Fine' Geet said putting on her slippers and then bent down to fix the messy bed

'What are you doing?' Rajji questioned inquisitively with a confused look

'Tidying the bed' came her honest reply as if it was the most natural thing to do, her long fingers confidently smoothing down the duvet.

'DIDI GO' she shouted to which Geet quickly ran out the door placing her hair in orderly fashion

'Gosh yeh di be na' Rajji hit her head thinking of her foolish sister, who cleans when a lover awaits. Someone needed 101 on love and that too fast.

'Maan stood there with his legs slightly apart, nope it won't work' instantly closing them and then he tried pushing his hands into his pocket, ah ah' he nodded in no feeling slightly constraint. He tried folding his hands, nope she'll think I'm closed off' he thought. Before he could think of anything else, Adi shouted sit down you muppet' in a loud whisper and before he even realised, he heard light footsteps. With each tap his heart beat increased, he had called Geet but why, more importantly what would he say to her? That thought itself provoked him to stand upright in her anticipation.

Geet quietly yet speedily walked into the corridor and up the stairs leading to the terrace, fear and excitement making it all the more nerve-wrecking. Why would Maan call her at such an hour? More importantly what if family found out? With these thoughts she never realised until she thumped into Maan head on.

'Ouch' he hissed feeling the bang

'Sorry' she rubbed his head forgetting the pain that emitted in her head temporarily

'It's fine' he smiled cheekily to which she immediately moved back grabbing onto the end of her dupatta. A few seconds later, he found his head in her hands and felt a light bump against her fragile yet fragrant forehead.

'So you don't get horns' she said innocently looking to the ground feeling all the more nervous now with her act of boldness and his constant stare, however the smile on both their faces told a clear story.

'Gosh they are so cute' Pinky mumbled closing in on Pari who just nodded, again feeling out of depth. This was not shown in any of the movies she watched.

'Yeh right, it's not like they kissed' Adi scoffed under his breathe to which he got a hit on the head

'Ouch Pinky, do you always have to?' Adi moaned rubbing his now hurt head while Pinky sniggered and Pari, well she stood confused on who's love story to watch, the one in front or the one beside.

'Are you two in love?' she questioned making one gruffer while the other smiled shyly, oh man this was hard for a business woman like her who expected the answer in a 'Yes or No'

'Why did I call you, hmmm hhuuhhh that's a really good question, why did I call you?' he stammered, roughly rubbing the back of his neck

'Brij veerji does that when he's angry' she thought to add in

'hmmm does he now, I do it when I'm nervous' he answered matter of factly raising his brows in displeasure not wanting to be compared to her feisty irrational brother

'Maan was it true what you said down in the hall' Geet asked after a second looking into his chocolate brown eyes, a vacuum of dreaminess which somehow absorbed her mind and soul.

'I did... I love you Geet' he said holding delicately onto her arm

'I love you too' she said feeling herself being drown into a hug, a warm velvety hug which could last a century yet never get old.

Sameera sat on the bed looking through her contacts, there must be someone in here with the riches and hotness of Maan. 'Argh' she screamed throwing her phone away in anger, Maan was meant to marry her but he refused her proposal to accept a dull village maid. With that thought, she got up to look at herself in the mirror assessing herself; she was far more beautiful, hot and classy. Maan Singh Khuranna was going to pay for this, he messed with the wrong girl. He shouldn't have made her dream of a golden life and now that she had fantasied it, she wasn't going to let go so soon well not at least without any rewards. A girl with an intension is far more dangerous than a spark of fire. Sam rubbed her hand in glee thinking of her new resolve. 'Make Maan Mine' might not have worked but Mark Maan Mad' was definitely far more fun.

'Awww' they resonated bringing Maan and Geet out of their moment, Geet being shy immediately pulled away looking at Pinky, Adi and Pari step out of their hiding place.

'Geet, I promise to do my best tomorrow' Maan said pulling her hands into his once again when his friends circled around them

'I promise to be with you Maan, in each test and in each trial' she responded with a firm and bold smile looking straight into his eyes to which he smiled, a sweet one with light reflecting is his now honeyed eyes. The cold air seemed to have dissipated into the boldness of their act, two crossed lovers met in the dark night to form a pact to stand by one another in test and tribulations radiating a warmth from within the heat generated from passion and love. She smiled one last time before descending down the stairs while he stood tall, tomorrow he shall win his battle.

Note: A more Maaneet centric chapter, I believe I haven't shown their love growing which hopefully I'll show in the upcoming chapters.