Maaneet FF: A Twisted Fate #1: Link Pg. 148 - Page 43

Chapter 10:

There she was, shuffling from the dresser to the bed, the bed to the dresser, throwing clothes into a duffel bag that was lying at the center of the bed. Her eyes were glistening with tears, bloodshot red from all the crying, as she talked to herself under her breath.

"Stupid khadoos. This should teach him better than to deal with Geet Handa."

"Oy Geetji. It's not Geet Handa anymore. It's now Mrs. Geet Maan Khurana. If you haven't remembered, you're not married to me." He interrupted her train of thoughts, calmly entering the room and slowly closing the door behind him.

Still not bothering to take his eyes off of her face, he continued. "By the way, there's no reason to pack your stuff. You do realize that now that you're married to me, you have no chance of escape. So take your clothes out and put them back in the dresser." He threatened.

Geet smirked, putting her hands on her hips as she eyed him up and down. "Mr. Khurana, I thought you were simply stupid and a khadoos. But now I realize you're also blind. It's not MY clothes that are in the duffel bag. It's YOUR clothes. You will be the one leaving our bedroom, sorry MY bedroom, and going to sleep in the guest room. Get it?"

Maan's eyes bugged out as he quickly rushed over to the bed, and picked up some clothes. His dress shirts! His vests! His business formals. Everything was already stuffed in there.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked angrily, holding one of the clothes in front of her, now not surprised at what she was doing but simply angry.

"Kicking you out of the room for making me "work" after the wedding, Mr. Boss. Didn't I give you my ehem resignation letter?"

Maan was about to say something when the banigng on the door interrupted them.

"Maan! Geet! Hurry up in there. It's not good for a newly married couple to be so angry with each other!"

"Kripa, shut up will you? He's probably manofying her in his own way."

"Han Han. Some romance, a few kisses, a ton of sorrys and he's set. Stop interrupting Kripa!" yelled Armaan from the background.

Geet looked over at Maan, controlling her tongue, as she shoved him towards the door. "Go open the door before the make even more fun of us. Buddhu!"

"We'll finish this conversation later Mrs. Khurana. Don't think this is over yet.

Mrs. Khurana? Why am I referring to her as that? But hmm, it sure does have a nice ring to it!

The minute Maan opened the door, he was pushed aside by the two women, Kripa and Riddhima. "Is she fine now? She's not too upset is she?"

And Armaan and Angad were left standing at the door with Maan right next to them, watching their respective women freak out.

Kripa paused as she headed towards the bed. "Geet. Why is there a duffel bag there?"

"OMG ARE YOU LEAVING THE HOUSE?!" yelled Riddhima, now frantic with worry.

Just as Geet opened her mouth to clarify, Kripa interrupted once again. "Nonono! I know what she's doing! She is probably packing for her honeymoon!"

"But they weren't planning to go on a honeymoon like twenty minutes ago, remember Kripa darling? Or are you suffering from short term memory?" Angad questioned his wife.

"Oh shut up, you buddhu. Of course I remember that they weren't planning on going on a honeymoon. But plans change. And Maanji here had to manofy his wife. So is the honeymoon the present? Oy hoy!" Kripa headed next to Geet and nudged her with her elbow. "What a perfect pati! So, where are you guys going??"

"Guys, guys we're not going anywhere." Maan responded for Geet, not even letting her open her mouth this time. "And I haven't been able to fully get rid of my wife's anger. So that duffel bag you see over there, is filled with my clothes, and only my clothes, as my beautiful one day old wife is kicking me out of the bedroom."

"Maan!" Geet growled, shocked that he didn't even have the minimal shame to keep bedroom secrets private, not disclose them to the entire world. Grr. Does this man even have some sort of a brain in that gigantic head of his? Ufff.

Geet looked around nervously, not being able to look Kripa and Riddhima in the eyes as both of them stared at her shocked. Armaan and Angad meanwhile were laughing their hearts out as they saw the poor and sorry plight of their friend. One day into the marriage and already kicked out of the bedroom. Poor guy!

"Ehem, I mean I was just kidding around. Of course I won't kick him out of the bedroom" Geet laughed nervously, walking over to Maan and grabbing hold of his hand. "We're both perfectly fine."

"Yeah, and all of us were born yesterday. You can't fool us Geet." Riddhima responded, shaking her head disapprovingly.

"But Riddhima, It's really no big deal. It happens to all married couples, I mean you will figure that out once you're married."

"Oh no it doesn't. Well not so soon anyways. And I have the perfect solution! We're going to send you both off on a honeymoon. Away from everything so you can deal with problems, ehem spend some nice quality time together, and come back relationship restored." Kripa was always taking charge of things, and this time was no different. And Maan knew that no amount of protesting would get him anywhere once Kripa Angad Khanna had made up her mind on something.

"Angad, go book tickets for them. I want them in some place nice." Kripa began ordering.

"How about New Zealand? Naah. I think they would like the colder places, right? Switzerland! That's perfect. Angad, book tickets for Switzerland. Hmm 3 weeks should be fine, and they leave tonight! Yeah, TONIGHT! And Armaan, you go and look up nice hotels for them to stay at." Riddhima jumped in.

Kripa and Riddhima looked at the two men who were just standing there. "Well, what else are you waiting for? GO! NOW!" They both yelled, sending their men scampering off to follow their orders.

"Ok, We'll get all your clothes and everything ready. You don't have to worry about a thing, nothing at all. So Maan and Geet, go have fun, chill for a few hours and then you can head off on the honeymoon." Kripa ordered once again.

"But, Kripa, I...I can pack my clothes, It's really no big deal. At all." Geet began hesitantly, but she was cut off by Kripa who wouldn't listen to a word.

Geet and Maan looked at each other through the corners of their eyes. Perfect, now they could be out of the country and go their own separate ways for at least a few days.

*****

7 hours later, Maan and Geet were standing at the airport, 2 suitcases next to them as they waved goodbye to Kripa, Riddhima, Angad and Armaan.

They were headed off to Switzerland, the Alps more specifically for a ehem, NICE, 3 week honeymoon.

Yeah, it's supposed to be nice.

Geet turned to Maan as they sat in the waiting lounge.

"Just letting you know right now. I'm still not going to share a room with you Mr. Khadoos. So you'd better make your own living arrangements for the next three weeks while I take over the honeymoon suite."

Oh yes, this was going to be one heck of a honeymoon.

And the score 1-1 would definitely have some changes.

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Hi Everyone!

How are you all? 🤗 It's been so long, but I'll definitely do my best to update once a week.

I just finished Round 1 of submitting college applications 🥳and YAY! I already heard back from one college! So YES! I'm going to college next year :) But still, obviously, waiting to hear back from more😆😆

I know that most of you might have been disappointed with this update, especially after all of you were awaiting the heavyduty suspense to be revealed..but hehe it wasn't really anything. In all honesty, even when I wrote the last part, I wasn't thinking about what I wanted in this update..quite stupid of me, I know😆😆

But anyways, as I stated previously, if any of you have any ideas for more nok-jhok between Maaneet...especially in Switzerland, hehe do let me know and I'll definitely try to incorporate your ideas in to the FF. You can either PM me or leave a comment on the thread, and I'll obviously give you due credit :)

What else, oh yes! A Very Very Very Happy Diwali to all of you! Hope you had a blast celebrating with firecrackers and family and friends!

Lots of Love,

Naina

ps. the PMs might be a tad bit late, we shall see😆😆