Humari Shadi – Tu Tu Main Main – Last Part

Next morning Geet woke up and lazily opened her eyes. She checked the clock – Ohh it was already 9am. How come she has overslept. But she felt so good, so light. Last night came to her mind and smile crept her face.

Maan was hers only hers. The whole feel was so unique. Maan was hers forever. He was no one else, just hers. She felt butterflies all thru her as the realization sunk in. With blushy cheeks, she raised her eyes to see a beautiful flower bouquet on the table with note

“Open your dreamy eyes sleepy head and welcome the brightness of our life.” She kissed the note and then felt shy. But soon – “Why should I shy away. He is my own husband. Mine only mine”

She bit her lips. Ohh she felt like a new bride today. All this while, they have been fighting like cat and mouse. She, by now, knew much about authority and strictness of Maan Singh Khurana. But here, he fought with her on everything like they were kids. And in that fight, they came closer emotionally. He had become her world. She felt shy – and somewhere she was his world too. “Aur nahi toh… Jhalli” she hit her head.

“Everyone says – Maan Singh Khurana is such big name. But he never let me feel that way. He always made me feel equal or above. Never ever he let me feel that I was any less than him.”

She took his photo and rolled on bed, not caring of going to do any household duty. She wanted to cherish him all alone.

“Don’t think too high of you Mr.” She kissed his pic “I am Mrs. Geet Maan Singh Khurana. Ghar per toh meri he chalegi. In office you can rule over whole world. But here, I am the boss. Samje.” She again and again kissed his photo.

She so badly wanted to talk to him but thinking he must busy Or maybe she was feeling all shy to call him.

Geet was in kitchen, lost in her new feel of love for her husband and making dishes of his wishes when she felt pair of hand embracing her from her waist. She knew it was him. Smile crept on her face as he placed his chin on her shoulder

“All my favorite dishes… hmmm”

“It’s nothing like that” she turned red from the new feel “Leave me I need to finish cooking”

He pulled her closer “Chordoon? Sachi?” she smiled and nodded for no. Food was almost done, he switched off the stove and turned her around. She held him tight, hiding herself in his chest. Her heart beating fast. He brought her closer in tight bone crushing hug.

They then had lunch and Maan relished it. Not only the food was tasty but her red cheek all the while made him enjoy the food.

He was fixing himself in the mirror to again leave for some meeting when Geet entered. For some reason she was not able to face him today, so she tried to run out when he caught her and placed her on the wall. Geet today had no strength to fight with him. He captivated her with his both hands on either side of hers

“You didn’t tell me” “What?” “Do you want to hear those words or you want it my way”

“Maan.. chodo na” “Ok.. then let it go. Looks like someone is not interested” he turned and she hugged him from back “Your way” and before he could tease her with his silly killer smile she ran away from the room.

She came back after a while when he had left, she found a note on bed

“Get ready tonight for me to do it my way” she kissed his handwriting. It was all pehla pehla Pyar. Pehla Nasha. Sweet and tangy like Red Wine.

Later Geet’s whole time went on figuring out how to dress for Maan. Who should she take help from. She had no one, she knew no one. Maan was her only world. Dadima was old, what should she ask her. Later she got ready in Red Sari, backless blouse, big danglers in ears and hair straightened.

When Maan came, he could not take his eyes away from her. He freshened up and got dress. He took her out to lavish restaurant, with intimate exquisite décor. He ordered for dinner and wine.

“I will take water” he kept looking at her intently, it was clearly asking for trust. How could she deny him? She accepted to go totally his way

“Trust me you need this for tonight” “Why” she asked bit scared. He winked and asked her to have dinner. Wine was light but still its slight effect helped her real self to come out from her shyness today.

Maan carried her in his arms to his room. Dadi saw the couple entering, smiled to herself and left for her room.

Knowing the innocence of Geet, Maan took baby steps with her. Filling her face with soft kisses first, lacing her hands with his, pulling her closer. Geet was so naïve and shy, she wanted to get in flow with him. Geet completely let him take the lead, surrendering herself to him. He is hers forever, that was her ultimate happiness.  Slowly slowly, he brought his hand upwards, tracing her whole hand bringing shiver to her. She held his shirt tight to cling onto him. He unpinned her pallu and let it go. Geet hugged him tight. He slowly increased the access of his kisses , from her cheeks to her collar bone, to hollow of her neck then to her cleavage and then down to her abdomen

“Maa-aan” she uttered ultimately unable to bear the distance. Maan made sure to make each step beautiful for her as he slowly slowly uncovered her completely in front of him. He kissed her everywhere only to make her feel special and beautiful.

They had beautiful love making. Geet felt so complete as Maan made her his own. She was completely his and he hers. She stayed glued to his bare body, still feeling shy. He had covered them with thin sheet.

He kissed her forehead “Geet, I love ” she placed her palm on his lips

“Don’t say. I want to feel it every day, your way” and she hid herself in his chest.

Next: Epilogue