I cannot be even angry on you, ha Maan? She chocked eyeing him with her teary eyes.
No.. sweetheart.you have all rights on me, even to get angry when I am at fault, don’t say like that. Maan slowly wiped her tears making her sniff silently.
She has her face downcast, holding his shirt while Maan cocoons her lovingly, cupping her chin he made her look at him.
Look at me, Geet, I know I did wrong but believe me it was not at all intentional, he tried yet again as both stood in the parking , ready to go home back.
Maan was glad finally he makes her speak to him.
Am I a burden on you!? She asked meekly, not sure what she is speaking really or why, but she let out her insecurities slowly through those words shocking him.
GEET!?? Never ever think like that, he cupped her face strongly eyeing straight into her almond eyes.
Geet flinched with the intensity those brown eyes carried.
You know, how much I love you, I know I had hurt you, but plz don’t hurt me with those words, sweetheart.
I know, but I can’t help it.. I don’t know.. what is happening to me..?? She cried sobbing in between wiping her nose to his shirt.
Maan was left awe hearing her, he looked at her red face crying like a child, he understood it’s because of her mood swings, things are taking toll on her.
It’s okay.. sweetheart, he engulf her shaking body in his arms patting her head, while she let her tears to soak his shirt, rubbing her flowing nose yet again on his shoulder.
Maan couldn’t help but just smiled affectionately seeing her baby gestures.
I am sorry, I won’t repeat the mistake again, Geet, it was not intentional.. it’s just I was so held up and angry on my staff not you sweetheart..
He tried to make her understand, she just hmm in response , too tired to hold on to her fake anger now.
Next few days , Maan never left a chance to pampered his Pregnant wifey and her mood swings. Geet was beyond happy, she almost forgotten her anger or insecurities in those days with his care and love. He was on his toe to fulfill her every small demand.
It was another day, Dadima took her along with her to one of the orphanage they own to meet with children there, she knew Geet will love the visit.
As expected Geet was enjoying with children there, she could really relate with each one. Dadima sat across the garden watching Geet playing with children while one little baby girl in her hands.
She mix up with them so soon, the in charge of the orphanage speaks looking at the child woman before her eyes,
Yes, she loved kids and look, no one will believe she is carrying the baby when she herself a innocent kid. Dadima let out a small chuckle.
It was late evening while Geet couldn’t let go the little girl nor the children were letting her go.
Both women with great difficulty managed to part them away with a promise to visit soon.
Maan was back from the office with excitement holding one roses bucket for his wifey but it was all gone once he found his room empty, after inquiring from servants he got to know about their visit to orphanage. He sighed keeping the rose bucket on the table and went into washroom to freshen up.
The car stopped at the iron gates of KM, security opened the large gate letting in the vehicle.
Dadi was trying to make Geet calm down but she couldn’t stopped her tears, she really felt attached with the baby and then those children, it was really a beautiful feeling like she was at her own home.
Geet somehow managed herself, keeping in mind about her condition, she patted her baby bump, feeling her own baby.
Maan came out of washroom wiping off his wet hairs when he got the pleasant surprise on finding his sweetheart back at home.
She was there holding that rose bucket caressing those flowers, she pulled out one , touching it petals, she was really looking like a dream to him, with that lost look on her face with soft smile lingering on her delicate pink lips then her wavy hairs flying with the cold breeze coming through the open windows.
Sweetheart!! He called out softly but it makes her startle ..ouch.. she yelped in pain as the thorn of the roses poked into her finger.
Drop of blood come out making her eyes teary, he quickly rushed to her side, throwing the flower on the floor he took her finger in his mouth sucking in her blood.
She shuddered badly, all of a sudden feeling his hot mouth devouring her finger, her face became tomato red, maann.. she let out a small moan.
He looked up and stood still seeing her reaction to his touch, he was turn on, his eyes became dark with passion and desires for his love.
He deliberately licks her fingertip more carnally making her lips widen in sweet smile, she turned her face away blushing furiously with his act.
Geet tried to pulled away her hand from his clutches but he grabs it tight, pulling her in to his arms, she jerked back to look at him, shudders badly again seeing that look on his face.
He holds her back of hairs loosely , pulling her face close, she trembles, eyes already dropping, surrendering completely to him.
His lips met hers, he licks her soft petals, then biting it , he entered the sweet mouth of hers devouring her completely.
Geet let out soft moans of pleasure in his mouth as he kissed her carnally, while his hands tried to feel her every inch of body, making her weak, she holds his hands subconsciously guiding them to her raising tummy, Maan patted it a little with a small smile lingering on his lips, kaha thi tum, he mutters breaking the kiss to let her take in much needed breath, after a while he was again kissing her, this time lifting her up in his arms, he makes his way towards the bed and sitting himself on it , put her on his lap, you know I was looking for you, you know it I loved to find you before my eyes once after coming from office, he continued to talk and kiss her not realizing her condition, after a while he stopped feeling wet and salty water in a kiss.
He was shock seeing her crying, did I hurt you!??
She just shook her head looking down but sniffing silently,
Sweetheart.. tell me..what happened.
Hume…yaad…aa Rahi…hai… Hume….wapas jana hai…she mutters between her sobs making him tense.
Where..where do you want to go, sweetheart?
He asked desperate cupping her face, he wiped her face, she was still crying.
First of all stopped crying, it’s not good, you know? He offered her a glass of water, she took few sips , he put it back on the table, taking her in a hug as she put her head on his chest, now tell me clearly Geet, what is bothering you this much, and don’t cry this much, it will affect your health and our baby.
She hmm in response and told him about her visit to orphanage, and as Maan encourage her, there started her blabbering, she was talking non stop about kids there and specially baby girl.
You know, she is so cute and little, how could parents disowned their own baby, don’t they have heart, Maan? She look at him for answer which he didn’t have, he really didn’t think the way Geet was thinking, he had stopped thinking emotionally that would only hurt you but world will never change. That was MSK, the shrewd businessman, the Maan was only for his Dadima and Geet but for the World he was only The shrewd businessman.
Don’t they think what would they feel, like abandoned, alone without parents.. without their warmth and love..
Geet became lost in the memories of her own parents and childhood.
Maan wiped her wet cheeks, asking her to not cry, he took her downstairs to have family dinner as per Dadima’s demand. She wanted to have one meal in day with her family.
At dinning table, Geet was still sulking, Maan Dadima exchanged looks, Maan gestured Dadi.
So Dadima when you are going to visit Angels Home(orphanage name) next? Maan initiated the topic and looked at Geet to see her reaction, and her eyes pop out, she looked up at him , Maan quickly diverted his gaze toward dadi.
When Geet want to go.. as she has… But before Dadi could complete, Geet almost jump from her seat, sachchi,Dadima? She squeal making both of them smile seeing her smile back, even servants couldn’t stop adoring her.
Aaram se..beta, dadi held her one hand and makes her sit back.
Yes of course, we would visit tomorrow again, now complete your dinner .
With that saying, Geet was back to life, she happily chatted about kids and Angels Home and finished her dinner.
Maan and Dadi left a sigh of relief.
DREAM OR NIGHTMARE?
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