MG FF- ABHI NAHIN AANA THREAD 3 - Page 42

He dipped his tongue deeper into her mouth relishing that sweetness of her. his hands lazily roamed over her body, ready to start all over again.

Nisha and Ana paced restlessly in front of the ICU when the doctors came out. They ran to him asking how mohinder was. The doctors hung their heads and sighed, "we're sorry ma'am.. we tried our best but we couldn't save him!"

She pushed the spread off her while he pushed her against the wall, turning on the shower. Cold water splashed over them... making her skin burn. His finger dug into her br**** while his lips searched for hers frantically. She gasped as his finger dug deeper while his tongue swiftly moved inside her mouth, taking her advantage. The passion in them was hard from dying out... they touched like never before..they moulded themselves into each other...as they made love to each other longingly.

Her head flung back resting against the rim of the bathtub as she hit her climax...and he followed sooner. A smile teased her lips as she held on to his shoulders, panting furiously. He pressed a deep kiss in the hollow of her neck, "you seem tired love..."

"umm... I am feeling cold maan...", she managed to whisper. He pecked her lovingly on her cheek and carried her out. He helped her dress up and then himself got ready. She looked at the time...it was going to be 10 am..office!!! she bit her tongue and searched for her phone to call Sasha. Maan watched her search for her things while he dressed up, "check in the hall jaan... you might have thrown it there.."

"umm...", she ran down the stairs looking for her purse and quickly fished out her phone. She was surprised to find 100+ missed calls from Sasha, nisha, Ana and home. She wondered what was wrong...usually nisha never calls her unless it was something too much of an important thing. She immediately called nisha back. Nisha received the phone in just 2 rings and Geet was shocked to hear her crying.

"Chachi...whats wrong?"

Nisha was unable to speak anything at all which made Geet worried. Her heart was racing like anything by now. She could hear a lot of commotion from the other side.

"Chachi..please bataiye...kya hua hain? Ana kahan hain?"

[Chachi..please tell...what happenened? Where is Ana?]

"Geet... wo..wo bhaisabab...", nisha started crying again unable to speak anything.

Geet panicked, "dad? Kya hua dad ko?"

[dad? What happened to him?]

"beta tu bas jaldi se ghar aaja..."

[beta...just get back home]

Geet stood there rooted...dad?? she checked the log again and checked the call time in her log and was even more shocked to see calls from 1am...continuously. by now she knew there was some trouble at home..especially with her dad. She looked around and saw maan coming down the stairs.

"is everything okay jaan?"

He saw her expressionless... she was checking her phone for something. She looked up at him and smiled slightly, "I think I will need to get home maan..."

He came closer and stood in front of her, "is there a problem?"

"hmm...i don't know but Chachi wants me home... shall leave now."

"wait for 5 minutes I will drop you.."

"no its fine..i will drive. Have got some work in office too. You carry on.."

She leaned forward and placed a peck on his cheek before rushing out. He watched her pull out her car in the driveway and ride out. He sighed and got back to preparing his breakfast when his mother called.

"morning ma..."

"maan...whats this? Do you even realize you have got a mother at home, waiting for you?"

He realized he had probably not seen his mom for the past 2-3 days. He sighed, "sorry mom..i will get home right away.."

He thought for a while about his dream and spoke up, "I have something to talk about..."

"...of course its about Geet Handa..isn't it?, avantika teased.

"mom...how do you know?"

Avantika made a face, "maana ke aapne hume unse milaya nahin..baat nahin karayi..but I trust my son's choice. Kitna bhi bigda hua kyun na ho... samajhdaar hain..."

[agreed that you didn't introduce her to me... didn't let us speak..but I trust my son's choice... no matter how spoilt he is... he is intelligent]

"aap mazak uda rahi hain ya tareef mom?"

[are you making fun of me or praising?]

"jo samajhna hain samajh lijiye maan... but I want to see you getting married. I am tired of seeing you with so many girls everyday...am hoping that geet might have brought some change in you.."

"fine mom... I will speak to you when I get home. Please don't start all over again."

"30 minutes is the limit..." she spoke sternly.

He checked the time and sighed, "fine...am coming."

Geet entered the Handa Mansion driveway and looked around. There were so many cars parked around. Were there guests? There were people around who turned to look at her as she stepped out of the car. She wondered what was wrong...everyone seemed to stare at her. she checked herself from top to bottom...she wore a white shirt, blue denims and her usual high black stilettos.. she slowly got in wondering so many things as people on her way gave weird looks. As if Geet handa cared about what they thought! She was more into thinking about why nisha sounded so broken. There were clients...some family friends... so of her father's friends and they seemed to talk about something which was not audible to her. but one thing she was sure of that they were talking about her. there were people from office who seemed to stand quietly at a corner and wish her as she passed them. the entire hallway was filled with people that led to the main hall.

She saw a small crowd gathered in the centre of the hall. Something was strange..as everyone seemed to be in some white dress code she couldn't even comprehend. There ere some far relatives and looked at her sadly...she could hear people whispering something when she heard nisha cry. She slowly walked towards that voice as everyone moved aside to give her space. She slowly moved in, looking at nisha who sat on the floor, crying, while Ana held her. she was crying too. Geet stood still looking at them. there was suddenly a coldness that befell the hall. There was silence except nisha's sob. She watched her family cry. Nisha felt Geet's presence and looked up at Geet. her tears refused to stop while she gave her a disappointing look before looking away.

Geet slowly looked away and raised her head to look at her front where lay her dad's lifeless body, with his portrait kept beside. A few incense sticks filled the air with the aura of sandalwood. Ana looked at her sister tearfully, while she just stood calm. Ana knew that was a huge blow for Geet. she stood up and went to Geet.

"di...", her voice broke... but Geet didn't respond. Silence filled the air as nisha stopped to see Geet's reaction. It felt as if time had come to a standstill. Geet took a step ahead as her bag slipped down her shoulder. She took another step as she left her branded stilettos aside and walked closer to her dad. Everyone held their breaths... waiting for Geet to react. They expected her to cry...scream out...she was her daddy's little princess. Her dad meant the world to her and then suddenly his passing away was like a huge loss to her. nisha held her breath for she knew Geet would be inconsolable in the next few minutes. But she did nothing. She sat beside her dad on the mats spread there and looked at him.

Nisha was shocked to see no reaction from her...rather she looked so expressionless... there was not a single emotion on her face. Forget crying...there was not even a bit of sadness. She thought may be Geet was in a state of shock. She wiped her own tears and walked closer. She put her hand on her shoulder. Geet looked up at her and then her lashes dropped to her father. She just sat there...quietly. there was no expression on her face...didn't even ask anything...she didn't even look sad or angry or anything for that matter. All she did was just sit there quietly. The whispers resumed with Geet's odd behaviour. Sasha came to check things. She was highly emotional for she had respected Mohinder like her parents. He had helped her when she desperately needed it. he had given her a job security and a shelter when she had no one to turn to. But what surprised her most was Geet looking so calm and composed. She had known Geet quite well... and with that expression..she knew Geet was calm. But that seemed so strange..to her...to everyone present there.

She sat there motionless, looking at the body being lifted up as people headed for the final journey. Nisha and Ana cried...sasha cried...her cousins and her relatives but she still sat there quietly. She didn't even move an inch as people lifted her father. The pandit chanted the shlokas while one of her cousins held the earthen pot containing the "mukhagni". They walked away... nisha and Ana walked out to see him off for one final moment... people walked out talking about the man who had already left the world but Geet sat still. She didn't react...she didn't even speak... she didn't even move.

No one knew how much time passed. Nisha was seeing off the guests, still wondering about Geet's reaction. How could someone just seem so calm with so many things happening in her life? she guessed Geet might still be in shock and went in to check on her. she looked around the empty house...so much silence scared her today. Mohinder had been her elder brother since she had stepped into this house...always supporting her in times of need and without him...this house looked lifeless. She managed to stop her tears and went to check on Ana. She peeped into her room and saw her sleeping. She went closer and caressed her head. She saw trails of tears down her cheeks...she had lost her dad..yet again. she recalled when her husband died, Ana was hardly 3 years old and Mohinder had lifted her up in his arms and urged her to call her dad...just like Geet did. She kissed her forehead and walked to check on Geet...whose cold behaviour to everything was scaring her now. She was left alone in this huge mansion with two girls to take care of.

She held her heart before entering her room... how will she console Geet? just this mere thought seemed to bring tears in her eyes... how would her little parkati bear with the loss? Though she was completely broken...Nisha knew what her responsibilities were. She had to take care of her two daughters..and she had to be strong for that. she slowly pushed open the door to check on Geet...but what she saw was something that shocked her like hell.

Geet stood in her balcony,...speaking to someone over the phone so casually. Nisha neared and stood there, hearing her speak to Sasha.

"yeah...yea get me the files tomorrow I want no mistakes!"

Nisha was too surprised to see her this calm and composed.and catching up with her office work. She turned around and smiled a bit seeing nisha and gestured her to sit. It was so surprising for nisha... Geet behaving this normally? She sat there, watching her every movement. Geet finished with her call and sat down beside her.

"Chachi..you here all of a sudden?"

Nisha cupped her face, "Geet...tu theek tho hain na beta?"

[Geet...are you okay beta?]

"hmm..mujhe kya hua hain?", she spoke casually, making nisha wonder.

[hmm..why what happened to me?]

Nisha was not liking this indifferent behaviour. She watched her take another call from some client and got engrossed in it. she didn't know what to say or how to understand what she might be thinking. Nevertheless...she decided to give her some time to accept things and move on. she turned back to look at Geet once before leaving and thought she might be keeping herself busy deliberately to hold herself. She sighed and let her be as she was.

Maan had spent the entire day making up to his mom who seemed to grab out every details of Geet from his mouth. He checked his phone from time to time hoping to get a call or text from her but nothing happened. He assumed she might be busy and let her be. He caught up with his work and completely forgot about it.

The next morning nisha was even more surprised to see Geet just too casual about it which didn't seem right to her. she should have at least asked her something about her father but she was busy with office. She set the breakfast table and called her to join them. Ana looked really sad and she just didn't even speak to anyone...which was quite obvious. But Geet...she had to talk to her. Geet finished with her call and joined. Nisha served her toast and omelette and Geet just seemed to start eating already, without waiting for them to start together, which was again not so Geet'.

"Geet...am asking again...is everything fine?"

She looked up coolly and reply, "yeah Chachi all fine..."

"but I don't think so beta..", she spoke out her concern.

"kyun...kya hua?"

[why...what happened?]

She sat beside Geet and looked at her seriously, "Geet...do you realise what has happened?"

Geet bit into her toast and smiled, "what happened Chachi?"

Nisha was again shocked...what was wrong with this girl now? She took a deep breath in and spoke again, "I know its tough for you Geet... but you haven't even asked how did he..."

"umm..its tasty...", Geet spoke in between, tasting her omelette which made nisha angry. This girl was out of her wits. She wanted to clear things up but this girl was hell bent on making her speak things which she shouldn't be speaking.

"miss Geet handa...do you realize you just lost your beloved father just the day before..."

"so what about it Chachi...?"

She spoke ever so casually..making nisha red in anger. She stood up, banging her hand son the table, "whats wrong with you Geet? why are you behaving like this?"

Geet put down her fork and looked coldly at nisha, "how am I behaving? Am fine thank you..."

"no wonder you are so cold to everything...you don't even care about your father do you??"

"Chachi please... not now..i have a meeting in 30 minutes..."

"shut up girl...kuch sharm bhi hain ya nahin tumhe? Kal itna call kiya tumhe... to tell you about bhaisahab...but iss ladki ko tho koi fark nahin padta koi mare ya jiye... apne dad ka bhi khayal nahin aaya apne shauk ke saamne... kaisi beti ho tum...you didn't even care when he was yearning for you in his death bed..you were out with a guy spending nights..."

[shut up girl... do you have any shame? I called you so much yesterday to tell you about bhaisahab... but this girl doesn't even care if anyone dies or lives...not even cared about her dad in front of her own priorities. What kind of a daughter you are... you didn't even care when he was yearning for you in his death bed... you were out with a guy spending nights...]

She looked away in disgust and hated herself from bringing maan into the picture...but Geet had been too arrogant. She heard the shattering of the glass and turned to see Geet walking out with her files. She sat down and held her head... tears made their way out, "why are you so cold Geet...this is not going to make you any good.."

Maan was shocked to get the news of Mohinder handa passing away in the morning news and the first thing that hit him was Geet..his jaan being in so much pain. He immediately called her...wanting to know if she was doing okay. He knew she'd get very low at times.

Geet was working on some important files when her phone beeped with maan flashing on it. she looked at her phone for a while and disconnected the call. Maan was surprised and called her again. she disconnected the call this time too... he tried again and the same thing happened. He sighed...may be she needed time. He just wished she was okay and didn't do something reckless.

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