Chapter Q
Maan and i were lying down in bed, his eyes were sleepy but he was still smiling at me, holding my hand "you should be sleeping" he said sweetly
"i cant sleep"
"why not?" he pulled me closer "are you ok?"
"haan" i smiled at his concerned face "im thinking.."
"about what?" im so close to him that his lips are on my forehead now
"you" i whispered
he looked down at me, i looked up to see his smile "what about me?"
"you're too good for me.." i said my number one thought
"what?" he frowned "what are you saying?"
"you're too handsome.."
"you're very beautiful" i paused looking at him "you'll argue with me on this so i have to prove you wrong"
"you have a big heart"
"you have bigger.."
"you've giving me so much but i didnt give you anything back.."
his frown face slowly turned into a smile, he brought me up to face me and looked into my eyes "you've given me something that no one else can ever give to me" i blinked at him "you" he said placing his warm hand on my cheek "your heart.. your love.." i bit my lip "no other woman can ever make me feel this way, only you can" i lowered my gaze now feeling stupid "aur kuch?" i hugged him tightly and smiled "i was thinking about something"
i moved back and looked at him "kya?"
"what about.. shaving my beard?" he grinned
"why you want to shave it?" my face straight and serious
"why not?"
"Maan, shave your beard.. i'll cut my hair"
"oh" he looked down
"why do you want to shave it?" i repeated my question
"it makes me look.."
"dont say it"
"old"
"great" i gave him my back and moved away from him
"what?"
"i told you, repeat that word and i will be really upset"
"and now you are?"
"yes!" i folded my arms still giving him my back
"you cant deny the fact that it makes me look old" i groaned "your friend said it thats why you slapped her right?"
i slowly looked back at him "who told you?"
"Amit.. called and started bragging about the story" i had a side note to myself to call Amit and start bragging about how i can beat up a human being, i didnt want to tell Maan why i slapped Priya.. why would Amit say anything? i gave him my back "you still are upset!" he said it as if he gave up on something
i sat on the bed and looked at him "why do you care what people think about you?"
"because it hurts you!" he sat down next to me
"it doesnt! when did i complain?"
"you slapped her" he reminded
"because its not her business to judge you by your age.." i paused "i dont love you because you're 30.. i love you because you are you Maan" he was slowly smiling "i dont care what others think about us, young or old.. i just love you baas" i sighed
he came closer to me but i moved away "Geet!"
"im still upset with you" i didnt want him to get away with this easily so that he wouldnt do it again
he got closer and i moved away "you will fall down!"
"then dont get any closer"
but he did, i was about to fall whe he held my waist, i gave him my back ad he locked me in his arms.. kissed my shoulder "im sorry"
i sighed.. he got me when he first came closer anyway "dont repeat it.. that what hurts me"
"i wont.. promise"
i took a deep breath "and whatever those people think, just dont care.. i love your beard! and i cant believe you wanted to shave it cause of them, **** them!" i gasped after i said that and put my hand on my mouth
Maan didnt say anything for a while "what did you say?"
"AH!" i quickly turned and hid my face in his shoulder
he laughed at me "you swear when you are angry? wow" he giggled "i didnt hear you right, did you just say **** them?"
i looked up at him with my mouth open "dont say that"
"and you can?"
"no when you say that i just.." i shivered in his arms
he smiled smugly "oh" i blushed and rested my cheek on his chest, yawned like a little baby in his arms "you should sleep.."
"i dont wanna go to school.." i mumbled
he giggled softly "why is that?" he said as he moved my hair back to my ear
"my uniform makes me sooo teenagerish!" i complained "i want something else"
"achcha? like what?"
"well, i was thinking about this" i sat straight, still in his arms "i want a mini black, red and white checked skirt.. with a short sleeved white shirt and then i woul.."
"wait hold on" i looked at him "if this would be the new uniform, i would drop you out of school"
"why?"
"to walk like that in front of those boys"
i laughed "Maan"
"im serious! i wouldnt think they are 18 years old when i see them whistle at you or flirt with you, i would knock them down"
i bit my lip looking at him, his eyebrows knotted.. his veins in his neck showing "you look seriously sexy when you're jealous"
he blinked at me, slowly smiled looking away "you should be sleeping chalo"
he moved back, taking me back with him "you dont want to make love to me tonight?" i teased
he giggled lying down "no, no love making during week days"
i gasped "is that a new rule?!"
"yes"
i mumbled then lied down giving him my back, he put me in his arms and hugged me, i smiled placing my hands over his "Geet"
"ji.."
"i love you" he whispered kissing my head
over the week, i was busy with housework, school works and Maan. i didnt really have the time to talk to ma or Amit nor even visit them, that seriously made ma angry.. i dont know why. one day, while i was doing homeworks i heard her shouting "GEET"
i got off the bed and ran outside "omg ma!" i grinned running towards her, hugging her tightly "kaise ho?"
she looked at me, from head to toe "tum teek ho na?"
"haan.." i looked at her confused "but how are you? how's Amit?" i looked behind her "didnt he come with you?"
"no.." she looked serious "why dont you visit us?" that wasnt a question asked to know why.. it was asked out of concern which made me more confused
"ma.. i am really busy with the house, school.. i dont have time to sit and watch Amit on TV anymore" i giggled trying to bring happiness to this weird moment
she looked at me for a while, searching for something in my face "he is good to you isnt he?"
i smiled "bahut.." i showed her my ring "he bought me another ring!"
she looked at it then at me, a smile appeared on her face but not the one i wanted "i was worried" she said "i have to go back home" she kissed my cheek then left
i stood in my place for about a minute, why is she acting weird? what happened? i quickly ran towards the phone and dialed Amit's number "hello"
"Amit! how are you?"
"oh Geet.. can you call back? i have a shooting in 3 minutes"
"oh.. alright.. well, good luck"
"thanks sweetheart, bye"
i hang up and sat down, what was wrong with everyone? ma acted really weird.. and Amit is at a shooting.. did they fight? i sighed closing my eyes, whenever they fight.. things go wrong in everyone's life! "Geet"
i opened my eyes and saw Maan standing, all the worries are gone, everyone's life are now going to the right way "hey" i said reaching my hand for him
he held it and sat next to me "kya hua?"
i rested my head on his chest as he had his arm around me "ma came.." i paused "i think she had a fight with Amit"
"that's sad"
"ye.. she was acting weird, didnt even stay for 5 whole minutes"
"you want to go to her?"
i looked at him "abhi nahi.." i sighed "how was work?"
he rolled his eyes "usual.. ma had a buyer"
"you're kidding?"
"no, but she refused to sell the company.."
"good, why would anyone buy Khurana Telecom anyway?" i mumbled, he looked at me "oops"
he laughed "you dont like it Geet ji?"
"well, you guys have lousy marketing strategy"
"oh" he sat straight "please, lighten me"
i know he wasnt teasing, cause he is now talking like a real businessman "well, you dont have enough ads for people to see and know about you.. you guys use the SAME damn actress for the ad.. change her! cause she sucks!" he wasnt smiling, he was only listening "and then, how about giving people a motive to become your client?"
"how?"
"i dont know" i shrugged "you guys dont even have DSL"
"oh" he nodded "and?"
"your operator people kinda.." i sighed "well, they dont know what's it like to serve people"
"and?"
i giggled "that's it"
"good" he smiled and picked his mobile, i looked at him in disbelief "hey Jay.. listen" he started talking, i was blinking at him.. he was telling him my ideas, saying that my wife suggested these ideas and we should consider them.. i smiled, suddenly felt important.. that i matter. when he hang up, he smiled at me "i guess we will have a meeting cause of your ideas"
"ABHI?" he just came!
"no" he giggled "later" i sighed in relief "what's for lunch?"
after lunch, it was 8 and we both decided to go to bed early. Maan doesnt stay in work after 8 when we got married, i never complained but he did it all by himself. we were lying down in bed, closing our eyes when it hit me "ITS WEEKEND!"
he looked at me "ye.. we dont have plans do we?" he brought me closer to him "where to go?"
"no.. not that!" i hit his chest "its weekend!!"
"Geet sweetheart, haan i know.. tomorrow is Saturday"
i sighed, is he going to get what i mean? "love making?" i blinked at him, he was only looking at me, then he laughed "what?"
"you are really unbelievable!"
i blushed "in a good or bad way?"
he smiled at me "in a very very good way" he was leaning on me, until i was on my back looking up at him "i thought you forgot" he said kissing me neck
i sighed closing my eyes "i missed this" i confessed
he smiled at me "how did i control myself the past week.. dont ask" i giggled shyly at him, he leaned down ad kissed me "we need to change that law" by the time he said that, we both were bare.. holding each other
"i agree" i said holding him close to me "twice a week?"
"that will do" we both giggled then he looked at me sweetly "i love you Geet"
"i love you too"
weekend was over in no time! good times pass by really quickly, Maan dropped me at school, and i met Ela at the front gate, i apologized cause i didnt have time to visit her mother but she said it was good that i didnt, cause her mother isnt in town. our break started and we were walking in our school backyard with students, when someone came towards us "Geet"
i looked at him and froze in my place "Aftab.." i said
"how are you?" but i was only staring at him "how's marriage?"
"perfect" i smiled at him
he nodded "can i talk to you?"
"me and Ela have something to do" i lied "right Ela?" i looked at her but she was staring at someone
"i have to go" she said running away from us
i looked at that person that she was looking at and sighed, it was her cousin "well, can we now?" Aftab smiled his silly smile
we walked towards a tree and i asked "what do you want?"
"i want to ask you few questions"
"go ahead"
"did your mother force you to get married?"
i laughed "not of your business"
"Geet" he got closer and i moved back "this summer.. i was only thinking about you" i rolled my eyes "seriously, i was.. i think .. i think i love you"
"you think?"
"i know"
"Aftab" i sighed "im married.. i am in love with my husband.. whatever you are saying now has no ef.." but before i finish, he put his hands on my cheeks and kissed me powerfully that i think he hurt my lip, i quickly pushed him off me "BACK OFF AFTAB!" i warned him then started running away from him, i got inside the bathroom and looked at my face in the mirror, i felt sick.. i felt disgusted with myself, i started washing my face with soap and water, cleaning my mouth.. i was crying, i didnt want this to happen but it made me feel sick with myself, my stomach already turning with the thought that someone else other than Maan kissed me today
when school finished, i walked outside towards the gate, Maan was there standing beside his car, smiling at me.. i didnt run to him like i always do, i walked towards him, looking down "Geet?" he took my bag "kya hua?"
"just tired" i said not looking at him
he put his hand on my cheek and made me look at him "sub kuch.. teek ho na?" i nodded, he kissed my forehead for a moment "lets take you home" he opened my door and closed it when i was inside. all the way to the apartment, i was looking outside the window, just thinking about how to tell Maan this "Geet"
"ha?" i looked at him
"we arrived" i looked outside the window again, we did arrive but i didnt notice, i got outside the car, Maan holding my bag, an arm around my waist, once we were inside the apartment, i walked towards the sofa and sat down, hiding my face in my hands "Geet" Maan was in front of me "please tell me kya hua?"
he moved my hands away and i looked at his worried face, the moment his finger touched mine i started crying, hugging him tightly "im sorry" i cried "im so sorry Maan"
"whats wrong? tell me" he moved me back, wiping my tears "please stop the tears and tell me what happened?"
i sniffed looking at him "i dont know how"
"from the beginning.." he smiled at me, to make me relax
i sighed "there was a guy that i had crush on.. 2 years ago" i looked down, Maan's hand tighten on mine "i told him about my feelings but he laughed at me and left me alone" i sniffed "today he came and.. told me that he loves me and when i told him that it has no affection on me cause i love my husband.. he kissed me" my tears fell "i didnt want him to do that Maan" i looked at Maan "i pushed him away and felt sick.."
"Geet" he put his hand on my teary cheek
"i promised myself no one will ever touch me but you, no one will ever kiss my lips but you.. but he broke that promise.." i shook my head "im sorry"
"why are you sorry?" he put both hands on my cheek "you didnt do anything wrong.." i looked at him "let me try something first" he kissed me for a minute then smiled "they taste the same to me" i smiled looking at him "what's his name?"
"no" i shook my head
"first name?"
"Maan" i looked down
"Maan bhi? wah" i giggled as he smiled "you are the most amazing woman i have ever met Geet"
i slowly looked at him, how could he say that after what i told him? "you dont hate me?" he bit his lip after i asked that question
"hate you?" he said it softly, still his hand on my cheek "you dont know how much i love you do you?" i blushed "i cant hate you even if you wanted me to.." he kissed me softly, then moved back and looked at my lip "did he cause this?" i put my finger on my lip, it felt scratched somehow, i nodded, he groaned looking away "what is his name Geet?"
"i wont tell you"
"tell me.. now" he demanded
"Aftab" i whispered
he looked at me "Aftab what?"
"Malhotra"
he got up and dialed a number, he asked for some contact information.. waited for a minute then thanked whoever he called, he hang up and dialed a number "hello" he paused "Mr. Malhotra?" i gasped "Aftab Malhotra?" Maan smiled smugly "i would like to talk to your father or mother please... my name is Maan Ali.. im Geet's husband" Maan giggled "either you give the phone to your mother or father, or i get their number the way i got yours.. act smart" Maan paused, then stood straight "hello Mr. Malhotra, how are you?.. good, this is Maan Ali.. Geet Handa's husband... im sorry to disturb you Mr. Malhotra but i would like to complain about something your son did to my wife" Maan nodded "it's the other way around sir, if you want i can show you my wife's lip.. it's scratched and seemed bleeding for a while" he nodded "thank you sir.. it would be nice to know that he got his punishment from his father and not the cops" Maan giggled "no i wont file a report, you seem to be a good man, im sure Aftab wont do it again.. thank you sir" he looked at me, i was shocked by his reaction, he giggled "what did you think i'd do?"
"hit him" i said it fast then i blushed as he laughed at me "what did the father say?"
"Aftab was acting smart and told them that you kissed him and want him" he shrugged "he will get his punishment soon" he smiled walking towards me, slowly sitting on his knees, holding my hands "you dropped your tears for something that didnt matter at all"
"i thought you would never kiss me again"
"uffu" he smiled resting his hand on my cheek "how could a day pass without kissing your sweet lips?" i blushed badly and lowered my gaze, he put his forehead on mine "i dont want you to cry.. never.. you teared my heart apart today with the way you were crying"
"im sorry" i whispered holding his hand tight, he kissed my forehead and shook his head, i know how he doesnt like me to apologize but i also know he hates to see me crying, but it was burning my heart to think that Aftab dared and crossed his limit with me.. im glad things are better now, almost everything.. i still need to know what's wrong with mom and Amit.
PRECAP
"it's about your father"
"SHUBLEE!" he shouted angrily
i stared at her "dad?"
"haan"
"Shublee, she doesnt need to know.. its useless!" Amit was angry
"she does" mom was looking at me
"Maan.. take Geet out of here"
"NO" i shouted looking back at them, then my focus was on mom "what about dad?"
"aiye mere saath" she held my hand and started walking towards my room
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