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Awesome update di...
I don't what bad Maan did with Geet...
But i just hate him...& i hope Geet bhi Maan ko jaldi se maaf na kar de...
plzzz di next update jald do na...desperately waitinggg to see Geet's reaction after seeing Maan..
plzzz di update soonnn...

first maan does all things in anger n later regrets..

completed reading all the parts dear. its really an awesome work.. loved it to the core.. i so hate maan for doing this to geet..but they cant do anything because their destiny is like that. maan and geet hate each other to the core, but geet only sense if maan is in danger or pain. she will go restless, she hates him but she is the only one who saves maan and maan is her saviour and at the same time destroyer too.. but the way you protrayed each and every character is awesome.. seeing them both in pain is so sad and painful. they both got married and geet is depressed. awww their cute daughter who is craving love of her father and mother, but all are angry on maan for doing this and he is responsble for everything what happened. now he brought geet home and dadi is also supporting maan, hope everything goes fine and waiting for geet's reaction when she sees maan and yes sameera how can i forget her when she is the reason for all this happenings. maan should teach her a lesson she should rot in hell...
continue soon dear, thanku for the pm. Now i can follow this fic regularly. 😊

nice one

Part 19

Mehar: Dadda.. ninhi.. Mehar.. ninhi.. Dadda..

Maan pulled Mehar into his lap and made her head rest onto hi chest.

Maan: Mera Bacha… wants to sleep…

Mehar: Dadda.. Mumma.. how long sleep.. Mehar.. Mumma.. talk na..

Maan threaded her hair making her sleep.

Maan: Mumma.. tired Mehar.. Mumma na.. she will talk to Mehar when Mehar will sleep first and get up.. So Mehar Ninhi na..

Mehar: Yesh Dadda.. Mehar ninhi na.. Mehar.. good.. Mehar.. ninhi na. and Mumma talk.. Mumma.. Dadda talk.. Dadda..Mehar ninhi..

Maan: Haan mere Bacha.. Ninhi..

He slowly made Mehar to sleep while he settled on the bed taking her on his stomach while his one hand held Geet closer. This was the first time Maan slept without getting any nightmares. He eyes drifted to a sound sleep having his two angels close to his heart. his heart beats were normal with the feel tat his Mishi and Her Mehar were next to him. It was not long tat he had slept when he felt the place next to him empty. He tried moving further but she was not there. He at once opened his eyes and there she was holding a scissor and playing with it while the whole room was in a mess. A terror ran through his spine seeing her almost piercing her skin with the scissor.

Mishtiii..

Geet stopped playing with the scissors when she heard the voice, she looked up, smiled and started playing with the scissor back again, which now cut her skin making it to bleed but there was no pain in her. Maan softly placed Mehar on bed and ran to Geet but was shocked when she pointed the scissor towards him while her hand dripping with blood.

Shhh… me playing… don't disturb…see scissors.. blood.. nice na..

Maan looked at her with utter shock. He knew about her madness but the way she behaved now was something which he never knew.

Mishti.. see you will hurt yourself.. give the scissor to me.. Me.. your Maan..give it to Maan Mishti.. Maan..

"Maan" the nam triggered her more and she roughly placed the pointed scissor on her wound letting her hurt more.

Maan.. Haa. Maan.. who Maan.. you.. know.. Mishti.. you know..

Maan tried pulling the scissor away but she wounded his right hand with the scissor cutting him. he flinched for a second but his pain was nothing in front of her..

Mishti.. give it to me.. just give the scissor.

Mishti.. me not Mishti.. who you..

She held his hand and cut it with the scissor while Maan let her do it. he knew if she was stopped now she would hurt herself with her wild behaviour. She laughed while she kept hurting him with the scissor.

Sshhh.. no sound…see.. me doing operation.. you…. know.. doctor.. I see.. doctor.. doing operation… TV… I see.. TV.. Doctor cutting.. hand.. like this…

And she pierced his hand more with the scissor. Maan was in trance like he was seeing her for the first time. He softly moved his hand to touch her but she snapped it away and tats when he again saw her hands colored with her own blood. He at once held her hand and threw the scissor away holding her tight while she tried pushing him off her. she hit and bit him with all her might but still Maan held her hard into his grip. She was nowhere calming down and held the table watch in her hand hitting him hard with it. Though his head was hit hard he did not let but next second he felt her hitting herself with it and he had to loosen his grip on her holding her hands now. she kicked him while pushing him down with her force. She sat on his stomach hitting and biting while she tore his shirt into pieces. She was wild and her wildness was killing Maan every second. He let her hit him but soon she calmed down that made Maan shocked. He looked at her eyes that stared at a particular place and before he could hold her back she sprung herself onto the bed next to a sleeping Mehar. Maan filled for a second but he was shocked to see her looking at Mehar with her eyes wide open but his peace was not long lasted as next second he saw her sleeping and putting all her weight on Mehar who was now crying and Geet was shutting her mouth with her hand..

Sshh.. baby.. sleeping.. ssshhh..

Mehar was scared to see her Mumma all over her in a mess. She tried to push her but she was weak in front of her. Maan instantly came and pulled Geet away from Mehar while Mehar Hid behind Maan getting scared. Geet smiled seeing her scared and tried to pull her hair like she was some doll. Mehar was totally scared and her face had Geet's blood. Maan held Geet with one hand while his other hand held her hands tight.

Mishti.. she is our baby.. don't hit her Mishti..

Geet laughed while she still tried to get a grip on Mehar.

Mehar: Dadda.. Mumma.. Mumma.. hitting.. Mehar.. Dadda..

Maan: No Mehar.. Mumma.. not hitting..

While he tried to control Geet but Geet was much stronger in her wild state. She pushed Maan with all her force and tried pulling Mehar by her hair but Maan held Mehar saving her from Geet. He pushed Geet down on bed and ran carrying Mehar calling out for Dadima who instantly reached to his room. She was shocked to see Maan with all blood while Mehar crying in fear.

Dadima: Maan.. yeh sab..

Maan: Dadima.. take Mehar out now.. now Dadima.

Dadima: Par yeh..

Before she could say any, further she saw Geet getting up and pouncing on Maan hitting him while Mehar hid into her.

Maan: take her out Dadima.. she will hurt Mehar.. her Mehar dadima. Take her away right now..

Dadima held Mehar, ran out glancing at Maan and Geet, and closed the door. Maan felt a sharp pain on his back and realized tat Geet bit him hard with her teeth almost peeling his skin. He tried to free himself from her grip but she being behind her was impossible and with much effect, he succeeded in getting her in front but soon she was out of his grip throwing all things on him hurting herself too. She broke the vase with her bear hands and threw it on him while he dogged it safely. He moved in front and slowly tried holding her while she kept pouncing on him different things. Finally Maan was successful in holding her and dragging her to the bed. He pinned her to the bed while he locked her legs with his.

Sshhh.. calm down Mishti.. calm down…

Geet was still struggling in his grip to free herself.

Please Mishti.. calm down.. See your Maan is here.. with you Mishti..

The moment the name reached her ears she became wild while Maan struggled to calm her. He did not know why and wat happened tat she turned violent again but within seconds she was calm and had a smile on her face. He looked at the smile when his eyes felt her staring at the photo frame that held Mehar's picture when she was just six months old. He smiled seeing her getting calm by seeing the picture and his grip on her loosened while she took the opportunity and pushed him to grab the frame. She wanted to feel the baby but she could not and finally broke the glass frame removing the photo while her hands bleed more. Maan tried to hold her hand but she snapped away and sat at a lone corner of the room caressing the picture..

Sshh.. baby.. sleeping.. sshhh…seee.. baby sleeping…

Maan could not hear anything wat she said. He moved closer and was shocked to see her patting her stomach with Mehar's picture on her stomach.

Mishti…..

Sshhh.. baby sleeping.. baby sleeping.. in tummy… baby… sleeping…

Maan cried seeing her patting her own flat stomach probably understanding tat she did not even realize tat she had given birth to her baby.. her Mehar.. He inched closer but she snuggled more into herself..

Ssshhh baby sleeping.. ssshhh… I saw.. baby.. tummy…… Baby…. Sleeping in tummy..

Maan's tears did not stop. he held himself and cleaned the bed first and carried Geet to the bed who had now calmed down. He placed her on the bed while he cleaned all her wounds wiping the blood off from her. He changed her clothes while his tears did not leave him for a second. He did not bother about his wounds he just wanted her to be calm and fine. He cleaned the whole room binning all the broken things. He looked at her and making sure, she was asleep he went for a quick shower.

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Mehar: Badi dadi.. Mumma.. hit Mehar.. Mumma.. Mumma..

Dadima carried Mehar once Maan informed her tat Geet calmed down. She feared for a second tat Geet would hurt Mehar but hearing Maan she knew tat he needed Mehar right now. Dadima had informed the whole family about it but warned each and everyone tat none will help Maan, she wanted Maan to fight alone with his destiny. She did not even let Mehar to them as she knew once Mehar would be in their hands Vicky would not let her near Maan.

Dadima: Na.. Mehar.. see.. Mumma.. not well na.. so Mehar and Dadda.. make Mumma.. well..Mehar will do na..

Mehar: But Mumma hurlt.. Mehar na… she.. Mumma.. pilled hairl.. Mehar.. pain..

Dadima softly kissed her on her cheeks while they reached to Maan's room. Dadima could feel Mehar fearing but she held her tight and showed tat Geet was all asleep. She slowly gave Mehar to Maan who in turn snuggled into her Dadda's arms but her eyes staring at Geet.

Mehar: Mumma…

Maan: sshhh.. Mehar.. Mumma fine.. Mumma not hurting Mehar…. Now.. she Mumma holding Mehar Photo and sleeping..

Mehar slowly saw the photo and smiled seeing her mother sleeping like a baby but soon frowned.

Mehar: but Mumma.. hit na.. Mumma.. hurtl.. Mehar.. see.. Mehar hair paining..

Maan kissed her hair and cheeks.

Maan: Mumma said sorry.. she said Mumma bad.. she will never hurt Mehar..

Mehar: reawwlly..

Maan: really.. Mumma loves Mehar na..

Mehar: Mehar … loveb Mumma…Dadda..

Dadima smiled while she brought the first aid box and started to clean his wounds. He flinched as the dettol touched his wounds while Mehar had tears. Maan wiped them off, Mehar soon followed Dadima and started to clean his wounds and placed soft kisses everywhere.

Dadima: Maan.. Yeh Photo..

Maan: Its Mehar Dadima.. Mishti calmed seeing her Baby Mehar..

Dadima's eyes brightened with wat she heard and an instant happiness was visible on her face.

Dadima: Yani.. Mehar did affect her..

Maan: haan Dadima..

Dadima: than why did she hurt her first.

Maan: She thought tat she was a doll dadima.. she just wanted to pull her..

Dadima: Par ab.. how can we let her near her.

Maan: she has to Dadima.. only Mehar can bring Mishti back.. I need to stay with them all the time.. Just a minute Dadima..

Maan saw Geet trying to find the photo which had slipped from her but now instead of the photo he softly placed Mehar on her stomach and wrapped her hands on her. Mehar was bit scared but soon found her Mumma holding her and patting her to sleep. She smiled while Maan saw a smiling Geet.

Maan: See Dadima.. its only Her Mehar.. she can bring her back Dadima.. Mehar.. her Mehar..

Dadima: I can see Maan.. I can.. But wat when she gets wild..

Maan: I have noticed on thing Dadima.. she gets wild with my name… Maan.. this name makes her wild other than her attacks.

Maan looked at Dadima with tears in his eyes. tears which showed his pain tat his on name was killing Geet. Dadima wiped his tears.

Dadima: you need to be strong Maan.. they both need you now.. Geet ke liye nahi balki.. ush Mishti ke liye who loved her Maan even when he hated her.. for the mehar who is you hope Maan..

Maan: I know.. but how can she Dadima.. Maan…how can she..

Dadima: Yeh hum nahi jaanthe.. but you are her Maan and you will bring her back.

Maan looked back at his Mishti and Her Mehar and found them fast asleep while Geet held Mehar tight with a smile on her face.

Maan: She is back Dadima.. my Mishti is Back.. see the smile Dadima.. she can feel her Mehar dadima.. she can feel our love..

Dadima smiled seeing geet smiling. She soflty touched her and blessed a speedy recovery.

Dadima: Should I call her Doctor..

Maan: there's no need Dadima.. I know how to get her back.. She will meet her baby tomorrow without her Maan.. she will just meet her Baby Dadima.. Her Mehar..

Precap: Geet Meeting her Baby.. her Mehar…

Socho kya hoga……

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me 😲 yeh kya ho gaya geet ke saath 😭

geet totally wild feeling bad for her

fantastic update

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