Dheere Dheere Se – Part 37

Geet had thought that she would not cry, but she did when she saw Titu’s face, Sheetal, and her friend’s loving parents, who had never treated her anything less than Sheetal.

She didn’t look at her masi; the connection there had always been distant. But when her eyes met her chachi and chacha, tears rolled down her cheeks. Her chachi had never imagined that this girl, whom she had been cold to all her life, would make her emotional on the day of her departure. Yet, despite years of conflict and indifference, living under the same roof had quietly built emotions over time—whether they were acknowledged or not.

Geet stepped forward and hugged her chachi. The woman, who had always maintained a hardened exterior, could no longer hold back. Tears streamed down her face as well, surprising even herself.

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Maan and Geet were seated in the back seat of decorated luxury Mercedes-Maybach, the one that Maan has recently gifted himself at the same time when he gifted Porche to Geet.

For Geet, the feeling of being his wife, sitting beside him as his wife, was so overwhelming that she didn’t even notice the luxury of the vehicle. Similarly, Maan felt the same way. Geet, this stubborn girl, was finally his—his wife.

Maan moved to the center and looked at Geet. Geet looked down, smiled, trying hard to hold her shaking lips.

Maan took her one hand between his palms, slightly pressing it – “hmmm… How does it feel to be wife of a man who irritates you most” he asked

This had her head shot up. Geet looked at him from the corner of her eyes “really?”

He shrugged his shoulders “How do I know? Someone has never confessed love”

But ignoring his own words, he wrapped his one hand around her shoulders, while still holding her soft palm in the other. He slightly cozied her to him, bringing her closer

“Welcome to my life. Welcome to the family”

Geet just stayed like that, feeling the comfort of being in the arms of her husband, the man she loves like anything. How fond she is of him; he has no idea. And finally, she was his.

The ladies of the family and Raj, had already reached home to welcome the newly weds.

They were greeted with an aarti, followed by Geet performing beautiful rituals of Griha Parvesh. First, she made her handprints in red on the wall, and then she made her leg prints as she walked inside the house with Maan.

Maan, who usually preferred to stay in his room and wasn’t interested in marriage rituals, patiently and fully engaged in the ceremony. It was Geet’s moment, and he wouldn’t let his choice override hers. This wasn’t just a marriage ritual for her; it was also a chance for her to cherish the thought of being part of a loving family.

“Wow… what a rare view! Maan being so patient with the rituals?” Naina could not stop taking a dig on him

“So true, Bhabhs. Who had ever imagined bhai doing these rituals and that too with so much sincerity?” Vicky teased further. Geet was smiling as they were pulling Maan’s leg.

Well, Maan was actually getting impatient. Not due to rituals but because he was eager to see Geet in his room, to start their journey together, sharing his everything with her, make her his. But it was Geet’s moment and he wanted her to cherish everything that makes a family.

“How long are these going to go” Maan asked finally

“Wow… and you think he has patience.” Dev teased further

Raj left kids and ladies to enjoy the rituals. He was so relieved that Maan was now married and Geet was now a family. He was so looking forward to showering all life’s love to her.

Father of three sons, he was so looking forward to pampering his daughter in laws as daughter. And he had a special softness for Geet – the dear girl had not witnessed any parental love so far.

With that, he noted to check with her if Maan was being good to her, being temperamental with her won’t be tolerated. He also has to be available for Geet and her needs.

Raj was full of thoughts.

On the other side – all fun, games and laughter continued and obviously Geet won the small little ritual games. Maan was either lost in Geet or being distracted by his Bhabhs and Vicky. The whole family was, anyway, unanimously cheering for Geet, except his Buaji and Tayiji.

Some closest relatives were still there – Maan’s paternal and maternal uncle and aunts and few cousins also joined the fun.

“At least few people here still prioritize me” Maan shook his head. Well, he was deep within so happy with all the love that were being showered of Geet.

He has heard her stories of lonely nights in her own house. That has always filled his heart with pain.

“Maan puttar, you lost. This means you are going to listen to Geet all your life” laughed his Bua ji

“But how is that possible, Kritika di. Has Maan ever listened to anyone?” laughed his Masi

Fun continued with teasing and laughs for a while and then Naina and other young cousins took Geet to Maan’s room.

Naina pushed the door to enter the beautifully decorated room. She glanced at Geet and playfully teased her, “Dhak-dhak… unn uhh.” Geet smiled, looking down. Her heart was actually pounding in her chest, “Dhak-dhak.”

They helped Geet settle on the bed. Naina covered her face with the veil, spread her lehnga beautifully around her.  Cute teasing and laughter continued here as well. Ohh…  even that playful banter made the warm fluid rush through her spine.

And then she was left alone in the room, his room, now theirs—waiting for him.

The thin material covered her face as she waited for him to unveil her.

“Hmmmm…” she took a deep sigh, holding her hands tight with each other, rubbing her mehndi-decorated feet.

And then she heard some laughter and commotion outside the door. Her heart skipped few beats – she knew he was there; they are teasing him, demanding the entry fee to his own room.

Once it went all silent, she knew everyone has left and Maan was taking his moment to enter.

Maan entered the decorated room. His eyes, filtering all the decoration, directly reached his bride hidden behind so layers of beautiful flowers strings.

He slowly made his way towards the bed, holding the flower strings in his hand. He took a moment, removed the beautiful hurdles, and settled right in front of her. Geet was waiting for him to reveal her, but instead, Maan took her palms in his hands and rubbed her cold hands to unlock them from each other.

“Inti nervous ho” he asked in low voice, bringing her hands to his lips and placing a soft kiss there – a small soft kiss at that moment was enough to fill her with goosebumps.

“App nahi ho?”

“hmmm… hoon, bohut nervous hoon, but more than that, I am excited. Excited to start a new life with one of the most beautiful, interesting girl – a girl, with whom, I know my life is never going to be dull. A woman who has capability to bring out my protective side and on the other end, also bring out my anger to its max. “

He took a momentarily pause.

“Well, I can go on and on – you are so much, Geet. Truly, I’m so-so lucky to have you as my life partner.” Maan said, once again kissing her hands

“Thank-you” she said in low voice

“Thank-you?” Maan knotted his brows “Geet, suhag raat me thank-you kaun bolta hai”

“what’s problem with ‘thank-you’ on Suhag raat ?” she pouted.

“Shhh…” Maan shushed her, placing his finger on her lips above her veil.

“Bilkul chup! This night, let me speak my heart to you. As much as your crazy talks make me go crazy, today you are not interrupting my momentum” he gave her a sweet warning

‘Your crazy talks?’ Geet repeated in mind and opened her lips to complain but held back when Maan pressed his finger further on her lips – reminding her of this moment.

This banter helped them get out of their nervousness though the heart was still beating fast – the thought that they will explore each other in entirely different way today – emotionally and physically.

Maan could not stop placing soft kisses on her palms. Geet shivered with those ever so soft kisses from him. It indicated a lot about what’s going in his heart.

Then softly holding the edge of her veil, he looked at her. His gaze fixed on her face through the thin partition. No words were spoken; he simply stared at her.

Finally, he lifted her veil to remove that thin partition between them. Placing his finger under her chin, he lifted her face “Beautiful!… and mine.” came out of his lips

“Mrs. Geet Khurana, I love you and how insanely – you have no idea at all!!”

Those words made Geet lift her eyes and look at him. He finally said it and this time at least she is not in trance.

“abb iske liye thank-you mat bolna” he quickly added, making Geet laugh momentarily.

Geet moved forward and hugged him “I love you too!!”

“Umm hnn.. this won’t count. I want to hear coming out loud and clear from you.” he said pulling her a little to him

“And don’t worry, I will make you say those words tonight” he whispered in her ears. She snuggled more into him

 “I’m not sure how or when I fell in love with you. Between our fights; between your getting angry on me; When did my heart saw your care in all those anger and fights? My heart, without my permission, slipped away from me. You were never the typical love that I had been dreaming of but your are something beyond my imagination. How could have I even dreamt of you? You simply made me crazy about you”

“Achcha?? Crazy about me??” Maan gave her a teasing smile. Geet pouted and gave hits on his chest from her soft fist.

“I’m already nervous, trying to confess my heart to you. You are not helping” she complained. To which, Maan placed his finger under her chin and in a jerk lifted her face to make her look at him.

Then looking intensely into her eyes…

“Well, I have no agenda to help you by any means today. Samjhi tum?”

 “Toh kya karenge?” she asked, peeking up to meet their gaze

“Everything,” he said bluntly, shrugging off his shoulder, enjoying playing around.

Maan moved to lay both of them on the bed.

Placing a soft kiss on her forehead “Are you scared?” he asked. She nodded her head in ‘No’ and then into ‘yes’

“Don’t know. Nervous”

“Not ready?” he asked tracing his fingers softly on her face

Geet held his sherwani and pulled him to her “I don’t know. All I know is, I am yours. Already submitted my heart to you. I want to feel how it feels to become yours completely. Make me yours tonight.”

Maan smiled and placed his lips on hers.

“Just be with me. You will witness what you mean to me”

Maan was not going to rush tonight. This was their special night and they have both waited for this moment.

He placed several kisses on her face, her hands pinned on either side. He moved his lips down to her jawline, leisurely tasting her skin and framing her face with his kisses. Then, he moved down to the hollow of her neck and sucked the valley there.

“Maa-aan” Geet groaned.

Maan looked at her and smiled “Let’s get your complicated jewelry off before I lose my sanity and hurt you. This is not how you would want to be hurt tonight.” he gave a playful smile and winked

She hit him “Maa-aan…”

“Come,” he extended his hand. Geet placed her hand in his and descended from the bed. Surprisingly, Maan bent down and lifted her into his arms. Shyness momentarily enveloped Geet, but she couldn’t help but relish the sensation of being cradled in his embrace. She nestled her face against his chest, finding comfort in his presence.

Maan made her sit in front of the dresser. “Let’s get this jewelry off,” he said, bending to her

Maan stood right behind her, and for a long while kept looking at her in the mirror. It was hard for Geet to meet his desireful gaze. She lowered her eyes.

Maan got off her maang tika, her nath and then moved further down. Geet tried to help but he stopped her,

“I’m the one getting everything off you today” he said and then in a low husky voice, “Sirf mera haq hai.” Geet turned away, shying.

Maan could not pull his eyes away from her beautiful face.  He bent down, again repeating soft kisses all over her face, side of her cheek, her jawline, and lateral neckline. Geet closed her eyes to feel his touches.

Momentarily, their eyes met in the mirror as his lips landed on her shoulder. Seeing the depth of intensity in his eyes, Geet instantly lowered her eyes, her hands mercilessly rubbing each other.

After getting off her heavy neckless, Maan’s eyes stopped at the graceful dip exposed by her backless blouse – Uff.. those silk-smooth canvas to paint a picture of his love there.

Maan placed his lips there; she curved it with sensation, encouraging him to placed few more butterfly kisses there

“Maa-aan….” She moaned. He slid his hands further down, landing them on her petite smooth waist as he continued with countless kisses on her back. His fingers played with her golden waist chain, doing what not to Geet.

She closed her eyes, absorbing the feel of being his. Her back danced in rhythm of his lips.

Maan then bent further placing innumerable kisses on her soft waist.

Geet hissed with sensation. She was cherishing the way he was slowly making her – ‘his’. He placed his lips on the hook to open the chain, but her delicate velvety skin, instead made him sucked her flesh there. Geet held tight on the edges of the dresser bench “Maa-aan”.

Encouraged by her moans Maan moved up, bringing his face to her right ear, making his stubble tease her cheek “change into something as delicate as you are”

“And you?” she asked, a little  playful challenge in her voice

“I’ll be the beast” was his instant answer. Geet didn’t dare say a word after that.

Maan got his change of clothes and went to the washroom. All the while Maan was in the washroom, Geet had her suitcase opened

‘Wear something delicate’ he has asked. What did he mean? Well, she knew what he meant and that’s why her hand went on the soft satin and lace nightgown set that Sheetal had pushed in her bag.

“Chii, Geet, it will seem like an open invitation. Are you crazy?” She left it and picked the regular cute one with a flowery top and cute printed pajama.

She was about to get it on, but it nowhere matched the passion, desire and intensity in his eyes.

Sheetal’s word rang in her ears and now she understood the meaning of it.

“Geet, I am begging you. On first night, don’t dare get into those silly cute ones that you have got. You are getting into this and only this. “

When Maan came out, he saw Geet standing, facing her back to him. A naughty smile formed on his face seeing her change into something he was imagining her in. A delicate, pinkish peach, satin cape hanging over her shoulder.

Geet was frozen and glued to her place hearing his footsteps. And then his fresh masculine fragrance hit her nostrils. She could feel him extremely close behind her.

Before she could think further, his strong torso hit her back. He wrapped his hand around her delicate waist.

“Don’t hide from me anymore. I cannot wait” he whispered and turned her around taken aback by how stunning she looked.

“What have I done so good to get you in my life” he made an open confession, bringing soft smile on her face.

Maan was no more hiding his emotions. She was his wife; he knows she loved him and he knew he loved her. Not only words, but in all other ways, he will show her tonight – how insanely crazy he is about her.

Geet’s face turned red as she gazed at Maan, who stood half-naked before her. He had stripped down to his bare torso, wearing only a pair of small shorts.

He pulled her to him in a slight jerk, making her collide his bare torso. Geet had already lost her sense, her strength to fight against his wish. She felt captivated by his charm, his desire, and everything about him.

Pulling her further and gluing her to him with one hand around her waist, he pushed down her slippery cape off her shoulder and sensually traced his fingers down her bare arm.

“Maan,” Geet hugged him

“With you around me all this while, it had not been easy for me to keep my sanity intact. Only my heart knows how I was just holding on till our marriage. So, today, be ready to get it all back with interest – wifey

A teasing warning in his voice. With that, He cupped the back of her head and pulled her into a kiss, taking her lower lips between his teeth and pushing his tongue deep inside her mouth, sucking the breath out of her mercilessly.

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