MILAN- The Final Destination
PART- 110
Dedicated to:
maaneetpriyanka
Belated happy bday🤗, sorry late ho gaya… but maaneet's tight wala hug just for u
Sheen
Congo for becoming a sizzler….⭐️⭐️ As I say, u rock
The phone ringed shaking a numb Geet out of her dazed state. She had come back to her room n was sitting completely still like time had stopped. There were no thoughts in her mind like she was sleeping with open eyes. Her eyes wandered to the clock n she noticed that it was the same time when the previous day Maan had called.
Her body jolted with sudden excitement n she practically ran towards the phone but too late the phone had already stopped buzzing the monotonous ring tone of her cell.
Maan felt like breaking his phone into several pieces. At least yesterday she had picked up his call. Although not a word she uttered but he still had felt her n that was in its own way enough to carry on for another day.
The night before him leaving flashed in his mind again n he felt so restless. She had been so submissive, so loving. Her soft body under him-wriggling n yearning-, the way she had moaned, the naked want he had seen in her eyes instead of the fear and repulsion she always carried for him. He closed his eyes feeling her touch when she had so gently rubbed the balm on his bruised shoulder. Then the occurrence after that made him let out a curse. Because of that bruise he had to stop, she stopped him. Still, she stopped him because she cared. Maan smiled despite the restlessness that was making him mad. Was that the main or the only reason? He questioned himself making a face. Of course Maan, didn't she say, 'Hum yeh baad me bhi kar sakte hai'. He blushed remembering the flush on her nude body, how she had said those words with her head lowered. Hayeee, it was a miracle that he actually left her when his each ounce was ready to drink her entirely in.
Then why she didn't stop him from leaving. Didn't she miss him… not even the smallest pinch? He missed her so damn much and was worried if she was taking her med, if she was eating and sleeping to an extent that he had forgotten that his body was no different n needed sleep n food in similar manner.
Maan couldn't stop himself from wondering what had changed after their stay at the farmhouse. Not only he felt like crushing her into him but she was behaving differently. She talked to him, not much, but she didn't run away like before either. Was she hiding something? He couldn't understand what she felt or wanted. She was always peculiar to comprehend but now she held herself caged, no one could peek inside; it was as if she was just in front yet in some different world totally out of reach.
He clenched his fist at his sides, Maan was fed up. He needed her, he always did. Why she was playing this game? How could she think that he would be able to live with her 'Aap apna khayal rakhiyega'. Why didn't she come with him? He was badly missing Jia too. She would have given him her magical kiss he would have forgotten all agony. He didn't want to stay here, not for a second more.
Geet scratched her phone's back…. Dialed n cut, dialed n cut. She could have killed to hear his voice but didn't know what to tell him. There weren't words that could suffice her inner self. She had no awareness of herself then what would she tell him. Six years…. She had whole six years to regret both for her and Maan even Shreya. And, how would she ask for forgiveness for all pain, betrayal n allegations she brought upon him? Could she ever return his love in same measure, she felt so tiny at the moment n consuming guilt was cutting through her. Did he even love her anymore? She was so unworthy… she wouldn't blame him if he didn't. He hated her she remembered all those times when he had gotten angry n accused her, it was not pointless. He had reason justifiable enough n she was the culprit. Perhaps she lost him, forever.
But right now, she just needed to hear his voice that would only bring solace to her muddled n burning heart n no fear could stop her, at last she dialed his number.
Maan blinked at the screen. Was she really calling him…Hell, yes. He stood up n raked a hand through his hairs.
She can't see you, idiot. Maan grinned to himself, feeling like he was back in college. Why wouldn't he, she was for the first time calling him after marriage.
Hello Geet… He spoke eagerly unable to suppress his glee. His elation morphed into sheer worry hearing her muffled sobs.
Not even sky high effort could refrains the tears pouring from her eyes; his voice just broke the damn. Maan… she called as if that would explain all what was going inside her.
Geet you are fine… did something happen…
She cried more… wiping her face rapidly… na..i.. that word was also broken n Maan got even more worried. Maan… I am sorry. She spilled out n hung up. Maan stared at his phone, his heart beating fast. Something was wrong with her whether she said or not, he knew, she needed him.
Mommy see… Jia pulled up her coloring book.
Very good. Geet patted her head absently and Jia resumed filling the remaining colors in the picture. While Geet couldn't do anything, her mind had surrendered completely n she was sure if not programmed in her brain she would have forgotten to even breathe.
It was afternoon n since morning Geet was feeling sick and… just plain empty, more than ever before. No one could tell but her insides were on a rampage, heart crying for only one sight. Abruptly, she stood up from where she was sitting in Jia's room. She had to be hallucinating but the air was suddenly humming with his presence n she felt the mild tinge of his arrival with each beat of her heart.
Without waiting for another second she turned on her heels to go downstairs. Her knee collided with the half closed door yet the sharp sting was too frail to put a halt to her hurried steps. Sometime in between she started running taking the stairs n there he stood just inside the entrance. She stopped few steps away from him n Maan merely by looking into her eyes had no fear or doubt before opening his arms wide. She dived directly into his offered embrace n he staggered back a little with the force. He wrapped his arms around her petite frame in an airtight hug while she glued herself to him.
The sensation of their bodies touching was no less than a cube of soothing ice on blistered skin. She moved back to look at his face with watery eyes n he gazed deep into her hazels with all the love that was in him.
Tumhe kaise pata chala k mai aa gaye? His voice was husky in her ears n she hugged him again. Pata nai. Her words vibrated against his chest. Geet wh- He inhaled sharply as she rubbed her lips on his neck n took in his calming scent. His grip tightened, nails digging in her back, flattening her more against his hard panes and breath hitched. He closed his eyes burying his face into her hairs. Geeet…..
Crap guys, get a room. Rohan said keeping a hand on his eyes. Now one can't come into the hall too. Geet parted instantly turning crimson and Maan found himself getting lost again. Can I open my eyes?
Maan glared at his cousin aka the most annoying specimen of human race. No, instead close your mouth also.
Rohan opened his eyes n sighed with relief seeing them standing at a distance, phew… a close call indeed. Since when are you in illusion that I will take your advice.
He settled on the sofa, his eyes catching Geet who, utterly embarrassed, was slowly walking away quietly to go to her room. Where are you going Geet? Rohan asked with a smirk. You know Maan with that blush on her face your wife look so so…. Maan took a threatening step forward gritting his teeth. Cute, I had meant to say. He teased but Maan held his collar.
To praise my wife is only my right; so never ever bother again.
Geet couldn't help blush more… n the way he said 'my wife'… his possessive words wrapped around her like a warm blanket. She didn't remember feeling this contentment in ages.
Rohan rolled his eyes brushing Maan's hands off his collar.
Maan beta, aap itni jaldi kaise aa gaye? Dadimaa asked walking into the hall.
Maan glanced at Geet who down casted her eyes just as they met his. Someone scared me so I had to come back. Dadimaa knotted her brows but let it go as Maan hugged her.
Chaliye accha hua… Aapko pata hai aapke bina Geet aur Jia ka yahan kya haal tha?
Jia he understood couldn't live without him but Geet… Kyu kya haal tha? He asked glancing in Geet's direction again but she had already left, his face fell but now he was home, where would she run to. Wo toh aapko khud pata chal jayega bte.
Haan Dadimaa… Mai zara Jia se mil leta hu.
Haan haan jaiye jaiye…. Dadimaa grinned n Maan left shaking his head. Just as he left Rohan started… You wouldn't believe what I saw…
Maan peeked into his princess room who was drawing in the coloring book with sheer concentration biting her lip, her curly hairs falling into her eyes. Oh his daughter was the cutest thing ever; he could just imagine her expression when she would see him. Princess… he said n when she looked up her face was a picture of surprise n joy. She stood n ran to him stretching her hands forward for him to pick her up. Daddy you came. She kissed all over his face even his lips n Maan laughed. But Jia had tears in her eyes. Jia been good. Mujhe nanu ke paas nai jana.
Maan was instantly on alert. Of course Princess you the bestest. Who said I am sending you anywhere? Jia toh Daddy ke saath hi rahegi hamesha.
But you left me. She sucked her upper lip n shot arrows of accusation at him with her big-big eyes. Maan totally understood how it felt when someone you love leaves. Office ka kaam tha but if you don't want daddy to go, I will never go.
Promit?
Pakka promise. Her face lit up because she knew her Daddy never broke his promise. I lub you Daddy. She laid her head on his chest encircling her arms around his neck n Maan rubbed her back kissing her head. I love you too.
A love so pure n unconditional was something that was very rarely found and as Geet looked at the two people before her, she knew, that only they could share love of such kind.
PRECAP- I won't tell, hehe…😈
A light update after last few emotionally laden ones. I was in no mood to update but since I promised an update after 25 pages as well didn't want some people to kill me😛 so updated. Hope you guys liked it… next few would be even better. Maan's past is completely out n Geet past is not far.
I would be updating very less of BF n Khumaari because Milan is in its ending phase n I want to concentrate on it more.
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