SURROGATE RELATIONS # 7 imp note on Pg143(15/6) - Page 14

Originally posted by: Maaneet099

nothing interesting... student... ningal?

Originally posted by: maankigeet4ever

ohhh...smart smart bindu *reya blowing flying kiss towards bindu* for the esmart idea 😉..u read Nora roberts ? i know she writes as JB Robb too but only read one or two of hers by that name..

Originally posted by: Maaneet099

kya 😲... adi paavi! u couldn't understand? i just said what's going on here and instead of maan's talks there seems to be mallu talk... gosh is my malayalam so bad

haha... yeah... she said she'll have another short one... so waiting for it... 😉

Originally posted by: craziekudi

joli cheyithu marikkunu oru pavam.. indian yuvathi

Originally posted by: bangalores

good night dearies...madhu, purvi and deepu...
HJ is back so i can go to sleep😃

Originally posted by: Maaneet099

haha... of course... jolly? athu entha? :p

lol indian yuvathi...

anyways.. my dear omana penkutties... (purvi and deepti)... i am signing off... eniki naale exam so gotta get back to studying... bye... take care 😊

Originally posted by: bangalores

😳😭😭
😭
maan gone distraction gone😭
oh yeah the main parties are being fried in oil with lots of masala added and poked to feel if they r evenly cooked with the pitchfork

PART 46

47. Back in His arms

When Maan left the room with Dadi accompanying him till the corridor, Geet closed her eyes and willed herself to sleep...but in the silence of the room, the one that felt so empty without Maan, it was inevitable to fall prey to the play back of the events that happened that morning. It was so easy to feel the crawling feel that made the hairs at the back of her neck stand up on seeing the lewd eyes of those around her strip her naked...to feel the shudder that shook her when one of them touched her...the sting of the slap that made her stagger back and fall on her knees... The agony of having her fingers crushed under the stamping foot... to hear the taunting laughter that followed on seeing her panic at the detailed description of what they planned for her...it was so easy to feel the pressure of those fingers that gripped her throat, cutting off the air to leave her gasping for breath... the fear that had paralyzed her returned making it vividly clear what could have happened if those kidnappers hadn't had a change of heart...she grasped at it, the intervention of the one of those kidnappers, a gangly youth who barged into the room with a gun shouting at Rajveer to release her. But his attempt to save her turned futile because Brij turned up with his friend in captive. She wondered what had happened to those two, who were beaten up by those men for meddling. She remembered one of them called Bhasker was badly injured. But though futile, their attempt had provided the distraction and the time that made her rescue possible... she could swear that her heart had stopped for a moment when she saw Maan burst into the room, his eyes a mixture of fury and panic until he saw her...

The door of the suite opened distracting her, "Maan..." her heart thudded with joy, "You didn't go..." She felt disappointed at the wires that were attached to her that made it impossible for her to fly across the room into his arms. But he knew her, felt the answering joy of welcome on his face as he took those steps to reach her side quickly, "tell me how can I find sleep in that lonely bed, in that lonely room when my Mishty and my Shona are here, missing me?"

There was a definite catch in his voice and a glint in his eyes as he sat down on the edge of her bed and leaned in to kiss her fore head. No words could express what he felt , the pride and the humility he felt on seeing that absolute joy that transformed her face on seeing him. What could be more perfect that the soft feel of her lips on his cheek?

It had taken quite a bit of wheedling, arguing and power play to make Dadi agree to let him stay and to have his laptop smuggled into the hospital after visiting hours. But he just couldn't forget the panic in her eyes when he had kissed her goodnight, the brave smile she had pasted on her face for his benefit. She had been thru such a lot that day and had not even tried to talk about it. He knew she was deliberately keeping those thought s from her mind to the limit that she would have to face them when her defenses were down, while she was sleeping. He remembered the times when it had happened. He was the one to whom she had turned for comfort. His presence always calmed her, his voice soothed and she sought her safety in the circle of his arms. Today she had faced those demons again, had to face the risk of losing their child...today she would need him with her and once he was sure that she wished it too, nothing could have stopped him from being with his Mishty. He had sat beside her, holding her hand and letting the sound of her chatter finally calm him to the assurance that she was indeed safe, sending up a silent thanks to her babaji for gifting her back to him. Once the lap top came she insisted that she was sleepy and he had to work. It didn't take her long to fall asleep too...

He had finished with his work and was about to settle in the spare bed, when the low moan alerted him to the starting of the nightmare...her face was bone white and she was clutching her stomach as she moaned. For a moment he didn't know if she was dreaming or if she was in pain. An icy shiver of panic slithered up his spine when he saw her eyes flew open at his touch, but blind with pain and shock. She seemed to be unaware of her surroundings.

"Wake up Geet..." he tried to rouse her, "come on mishty wake up now!"

She sucked in breath like a drowning woman, "My baby! They took away my baby...he sold our baby!" She turned her tortured eyes towards him.

"No, it is just a dream. Our baby is fine...come back to me Mishty!" he cupped her face and made her concentrate on his face, to make her read the truth and assurance from his eyes.

"They were all there, all around me. He said he will sell our baby. Now Shona doesn't move. They killed our baby!"

He trembled as much as her as he gathered her close and rocked her. "shh..shh.. . shona is alive..." He turned her face slightly towards the monitor, "see her...our baby...she still breaths. Can't you feel her fluttering heart? Calm down...i'm here , no one will take her away from us...no one will take you away from me."

She shook her head and burrowed deep into his chest, "it was not my fault! I couldn't stop them ...I couldn't fight them off...they were too strong...I screamed in pain but they wouldn't stop!"

"Ahhh ...mishty ...I'm so sorry baby! I couldn't protect you!"

She shook her head again as if to say it was not his fault, clutched at him in desperation as she pleaded him to understand, "it was not my fault! I swear Maan , I didn't do anything to be punished so... No...but chachaji... I don't ...i didn't mean to..."

"Who would blame you? You were no more than a child!" Maan was shocked.

"They said ..." she lifted her head to look at him " said I ...i ..." she cast her eyes down as she whispered, "...I seduced them... I don't know how...I didn't mean to..." her breath turned to the sob of a bewildered child.

He could see that wounded child still living in her, the one who didn't understand why she became a victim. The one who was denied the protection of her father, from the man who should have been her father. But that beast had betrayed her in the worst possible way. Not only had he violated her but had made her believe it was some sort of punishment to her. Rage, molten fiery simmered in him. His hands became fists that craved to smash into those b******ds, who violated her both physically and morally, making her believe the crime against her was her fault. Was there no one who stood by her? He could remember those early days vividly when she jumped at the merest impersonal contact, the way she would avoid meeting his eyes unless it was absolutely necessary.. .. how many times had he admonished her for that. The wariness the fear in those eyes ...

Now, hearing her still whimpering against him, "I didn't mean to..." He regretted that God had been merciful to those who violated her, by giving them easy death. Just the shot of a bullet! If it was his choice he would have sentenced them to long drawn out tortures that would have made them plead for death. His body pulsed with the violence that held him at its grip. Then he felt her shudder and moan as if she was linked to the violent temper that had him in its grip. He fought to control his towering rage, opened his fists to smooth them against her bend head in a caress and cupped her face to tilt it towards his.

"Look at me Geet," he commanded softly and waited until she lifted her haunted eyes to his to continue in a voice that brooked no argument, "whatever pathetic reasons were given it doesn't excuse the crime against you. You were the victim and I won't have you believe otherwise. My Mishty is as innocent as my Shona who is nestled inside her. Is that understood?"

She took a deep breath taking in the soothing truth that reflected in his eyes and felt a bit of the weight lift off her chest. Nodding her head, she smiled and let him tuck her head under his chin. Then smiled impishly as the gentle stroke of his hands soothed the last dreads of the nightmare.

"But it is Sonu not Shona."

He chuckled, feeling the peace settling in. "Are we back to that again, haan mishty?"

"Uh uh.."

He held her close for a bit more before saying, "No harm no evil will touch you when I am with you . do you trust me Geet ?"

"You and only you Maan, until the last breath I take."

"Now I want you to lie back and try to sleep. Trust me to keep you safe."

"I know, but it becomes so real when I dream. I can feel their hands ..." she shuddered.

He understood her fear. Yet she needed to rest, to be strong for herself and their baby. May be a tranquilizer ...he moved with the intension of summoning the nurse. She clung to him, not wanting to let go.

"Let me just call the nurse Geet. They will give the medicine to help you sleep , without nightmares."

"NO ...not more medicine."

"Mishty! You have to sleep, this stress is not good for you."

"I know that..." she laid a hand against his cheek. "But no nightmare will haunt me within your arms. You make me stronger than any medicine. Your love cleanses me. Hold me safe, Maan . Be with me."

"I always am..." he kissed her fore head, her cheek and her lips with the softest of touch. "I always will be."

He eased her back and adjusted himself to stretch out beside her. She nestled closer her head on his shoulder, her hand seeking the steady beat of his heart. His arms encircled her and with a contented sigh she closed her eyes to welcome the soothing sleep.

PHEW...feels so great to give an almost back to back update after such a long time😆😆...hope this will atone for my delays thus far😉...and a long one too, hain na?

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PART 48