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Dated: 20th March, 2023

Mumbai:

It'd been already two days since that dinner. Mannat was in her home, doing all the necessary arrangements for the book publish. Her family was on cloud nine upon hearing the news of her boo being published. The grand opening was planned a month later and now, basically Mannat had enough time to spend on another book.

Anurag was also in Mumbai after finally cracking the deal with the Chens. Malhotra men had no boundaries to their happiness. This project could turn out to be a big fortune for them. Manik and Nandini were about to leave today for their trip as they term it.

"Bhai." Anurag stormed inside the room to witness Manik keeping the packed suitcase in a side.

"Kya hai bey?"

"Bhai look I got something for you." Anurag showed him a small packet.

"What's in that?" Manik frowned and opened the packet. His eyes immediately widened and snapped at Anurag. "Wth is it even."

"Bhai I thought you knew what this was and I thought I don't need to explain it to you." Anurag shrugged and said innocently. At the very moment Nandini came out of the bathroom and Manik immediately hid the packet. Nandini frowned at his actions and walked towards him. Every step towards him did nothing but added more to Manik's nervousness.

"All the best bro." Anurag quickly muttered in his ears and ran away. Manik cursed him and made a promise to himself to get a revenge soon.

Manik:

"What's hidden?" My wife raised her eyebrows asking so.

"What's hidden?" I laughed nervously. "Nothing." Her eyes grew intimidating and I shivered internally. Anybody from my office if they saw me like this, they'll definitely get a heart attack. Manik Malhotra scared from a tiny women.

Now don't tell her that I called her tiny or else she'll literally demonstrate me that she isn't tiny.

And when I say 'demonstrate', it isn't good.

"Manik." She called out my name suspiciously and I straightened myself.

"Nothing much." I showed her the packet. "Boys stuff." I gave a try, thinking that she'd let the matter go.

"Acha?" She asked. "Boys stuff?" I think she brought it.

"Hanji."

"Abhi batati hu aapko. Ruko." I saw her tucking the free end of her saree palu into her waist and I knew it's my time to run. I thought of making an escape through the door but my wife being way top smart than I am, immediately reached the door before me and latched it. I knew had no escape today.

"Ya toh you show me watch in that packet or else I will have to use my drill on you." She stepped towards me and I immediately stepped back in fear. "And trust me, when I say my drill, it's not good. For hearing out an experience, reach Manu."

Even before I could process the entire sentence in my brain, the packet was off my hand and by the time I realised it, she had already open it and widened her eyes looking at the stuffs in it.

I face palmed but a look of her red face did wonders to my system. She was rooted to her place and I chuckled moving towards her.

"So your highness? Liked the gift by your pyara devar?" She glared me for my tease, handed me the packet back and moved away towards the mirror. I kept the packet in cupboard, knowing we won't be needing it any time sooner and walked towards my beauty who was getting done with her night care. I stood right behind her, watching her combing her hairs. I felt her slowly leaning back and I wrapped my hand around her small waist, resting my chin on her shoulder. I tightened my hold and her shoulders squeezed against my force.

This closeness!

Uff I'm changing. She's changing the definition of comfort for me.

She's becoming my comfort...

"I'm liking this." I muttered in her ears and dug my nose in her earlobes while my gaze fixed on the mirror which purely reflected her smiling face, her hand resting on mine, which were on her waist. She was completely leaning on me and combing hair was a forgotten business. My control went in gutter and my lips slowly wrapped the small area of her ear lobe. Her stomach flattened as she took a deep breath and shut her eyes, in bliss I suppose. My hold on her prevented her from collapsing. I myself took a deep breath and separated myself from her. Her shoulders shrunk and took in a deep breath.

"Mm, that felt good." She slowly whispered before opening her eyes. I hit my lips to control my smile and placed a chaste kiss on her forehead.

"That feeling will be there with you bache. Always." I breath over her forehead, and my chest swelled in pride as I felt her again relaxing under it.

"Did you pack your necessities?" She asked, and I almost groaned at the lost of touch but then straightened my posture looking at her glare

"I'm taking one with me." I winked, as smile broke on my lips. Her mouth fell at my reply.

"That was cheesy Manik." She gaped and I shrugged. She picked up my tool kit, and checked everything before turning towards me.

"Your toothbrush and shaving cream." She reminded. I immediately ran into our bathroom and came back with those. "Maa said she never helped in packing, but seeing your packing, I don't know how did you manage in your previous trips."

"I did, somehow." I tried shrugging off the matter. But when it comes to Manik, Mrs. Manik never let's it go.

"By buying stuffs you don't have there?" I almost coughed as she hit bullseye.

"Uh-"

"Well you are stopping that from this trip of ours." She asked.... uh- strike that out. She commanded and strangely, I dint find myself opposing it.

Something in me twisted, that said me to fulfill everything she asks, she desires, she wants. Denying her would break something in me and my soul won't allow me to disobey her.

Good magic casted, Mrs. Manik.

I, thus sighed and nodded. She murmured an 'okay'. This one miss caused her to check every bag of ours and ones she was satisfied, I kept the bag aside, in one corner.

Next second I knew, I hoped on the bed, under the quilt and Nandini slipped in beside me. My shut eyes slowly opened when I dint feel her beside me, sleeping.

"Anything wrong?" I asked as I witnessed her sitting there simply, fidgeting with her saree pallu.

"Uh- I don't know. It's just..." I feel she was trying to say, but failing miserably. I say erect and turned completely towards her.

"Hanji? Kya hua hai bache?" I asked in an effort to comfort her.

"It just isn't comfortable." My heart dropped.

"As in? Sharing the bed?" I asked the first thing that came into my mind. My heart almost stopped beating as I asked so.

"What?" I saw her eyes snapping towards me. "Pagal hai kya aap?" And my heartbeat was back to normal. "It's just about the clothes." She finally said and I controlled my urge to roll eyes at her.

"And aapko kis ne kaha to wear saree all the time?" I cross questioned and she remained silent. I shook my head in disbelief and slightly hit her forehead. "Pagal mein nahi aap hain. Go and change yourself into anything you want. Now." And this time I commanded. She nodded and went into the closet.

Yes, seeing her in saree is something that tops my 'fantasy' and 'favorite look on her' list. But her comfort wasn't something I wanted to snatch away. I understand that sleeping with saree at night isn't comfortable and this girl won't do anything for that. Everytime I think that, yes, I've known her a bit, she surprises me so much.

Wasn't she the same person who was talking so bluntly on our first night? And today, here she's. 'You are something', I thought.

My daze broke and the door of closet opened and she entered wearing her night shorts and a... OH WAIT!

My eyes almost widened at the sight in front of me. She was... oh god- she was in my shirt. As in, a short and my shirt. Nothing else. The shirt too ended up till her mid thigh, extremely loose, as in hanging on her body. Shorts did a good work though, but my eyes never left her. Every nerve in me wrecked and I reminded myself to not hop down and grab the gift that Anurag just gave.

Her meek steps did nothing but made it even more difficult for me. By the time she reached our bed, I completely drowned myself into the quilt. She layed beside me and we turned towards each other, doing nothing but staring at each other. I questioned her nothing.

"I love this feeling too." This time I said and she smiled.

"And this feeling will always be there with you. Always." She replied as we snuggled more into the quilt.

I suddenly felt the need to pack a few more shirts and hoodies.

I've never felt this fondness towards my clothes before my women chose to make them hers.

End:

Nandini:

"Nandini jaldi kare." I palmed my face at my beloved husband's fifth shout from the main door. Me and maa exchanged glances and shook our head in disbelief.

"Thank you Nandini, for taking this chaos out of this house for sometime." Dad said, shaking his head in annoyance while I muffled my laugh. Nevertheless, I took their blessings and came out only to witness Manik standing there with his hands on his waist, having that extremely pissed look on his face.

"Aa gayi na mein. Shanti nahi hai aapko zara bhi." I hissed to which he dint reply and asked the driver to keep the suitcase in the dikki. We bid a final bye to Maa papa and left for our destination. I quickly opened my call log and dialed the number.

"Hello Maa? We've started for the trip." I informed as instructed. I saw him nodding his head in disbelief seeing me calling our...ahem as trip.

"Okay, kept all necessary things? Your sanitary kit? Toothbrush? You always forget your charger also." She ranted and this time I nodded in disbelief.

"I've kept everything Maa." I calmly said and then she passed phone to Mannu.

"Don't break the bed girl." I almost choked my saliva.

"You need filter."

"Ab isse zyada kya filter lagau? You wanna hear without filtered words? Don't have a harsh sex that breaks the bed."

"MANNU!" I hissed loudly. "You...phone rakh." I embarrassingly hanged the call.

"Hmm, you should really ask Mannat to lower her volume when speaking." I snapped my head in his direction, who only chuckled, his gaze still in his phone. I narrowed my gaze a d flared my nose.

"We're taking a U turn if you're gonna be on your phone on our trip." I seriously threatened.

"And I'll seriously ask driver to take a U turn if you again term our honeymoon as trip." I pouted at his counter attack.

"Aap bohot gande ho." I grumpily uttered and turned my head in opposite direction. I suddenly felt his breath on my neck which provoked my hands to clutch themselves into a fist.

"Ganda toh mein hu." He quickly backed off before pecking my cheeks. My eyes widened and head immediately jerked in driver's direction to make sure he dint see him doing his besharmi.

"Besharam aadmi." I muttered, looking down to hide my burning cheeks.

"Ayee hayee koi toh roklo." Oh god!

"Manik shut up. Please." He chuckled at my expense while I continued looking down.

Then what I remember was him pulling me up to his chest and our position dint change till the time we reached airport.

End:

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the_manikmalhotra

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Little peace of my 'haqiqat'

PS: Washington, here we come..🥂

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Comments section:

nandinimurthy: Yeah, click photos when I'm asleep. And tuck your nose to the phone when I'm awake *inserting angry emoji".
the_manikmalhotra replied: *nervous laugh* hehe, I'll buy you ice cream.
the_anuragmalhotra replied: don't pighlo bhabhi. Hit himmmmmmm!
the_manikmalhotra replied: Tu nikal yaha se, Unplanned brother.
the_anuragmalhotra replied: you're a planned disaster..

the_anuragmalhotra : Bhai even after going there, you'll do nothing more than just holding hands?
the_manikmalhotra replied: That's for Nandini to know and you to not!
nandinimurthy replied: and it's your time to 🤐 🗡

mannatmurthy: I love wine 🤤
the_manikmalhotra replied: this is all you notice in the entire caption?

Tripthy_dubey: haye, white and black. Just perf fitters...

Ayesha: that hold>>>>>

Pitu-kris: 💖🥺

Sejalaggarwal: Can't wait to see your mehbooba🥺

User862: I wish I was in her place 😭
the_manikmalhotra replied: but you're not.

And many more

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Anurag:

"One day I won't be here, so no work will be done?" My irritated voice reached out.

"Sir, we had doubts and we had no idea to whom do we contact." Reasoned a staff.

"We live in 18th century? We have no phones, emails, messages, whatsapp?" I sarcastically remarked and nodded disbelief. I further dismissed them with a deadline.

I sat on his chair and quickly went through my phone. Something really caught my attention and I felt creases on my forehead.

"Happy birthday to the best thing to me @itsrahul ."

Wth?

Why there has to 'best' there?

Why can't she just wish him normally?

And itsrahul?

Who keeps a username like this? Look at mine, the_anuragmalhotra, simple and sober.

She never wished me birthday. This isn't fair. Why isn't my birthday today?

I shut my phone and kept it aside, glaring the device hard.

Bad device.

Huh!

End:
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"So how's it my dear aiyappa." I calmly asked, knowing what his response would be.

"Kya kaisa laga." He smacked my head making me pouting hard. I turned my face away and looked down. "It was good baba." He slowly said but I stayed silent. "If your writing wasn't good enough, then these readers would've left this book long back. But they dint. So..sh!" I finally smiled a bit and nodded.
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Precap: Little Steps

Before we start our talk..
Please look at these...

Well writer of these should thank her stars that I haven't shown her name here. Though many of you would already know about who he or she is.

Since, when a reader does anything unexpectable, there is an immediate post about him or her. But when ever a writer does anything, there is some sort of leniency shown, which is unfai
Setting targets is fine, setting target beyond the reach of the update is not. It isn't fair to loyal readers.
If a writer is updating after a huge gap, she should not expect the same amount of response that she receive before taking that gap. I do not blamed reader for this. I do not blame writer for this.
But neither I claim that anyone is wrong. Readers aren't not free just because they don't write. When they lose that touch with the book, they lose the capability of voting and commenting too...

So back to the story.

How was the update?

Anurag's jealousy😂
Little progress too...

MaNan honeymoon...?

Next part may come soon since I've my holidays and exams are done.

Another thing, check out beautifully broken's latest update.
There's a surprise 😉

Stay tuned for more chapters..

Lots of love

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Mahak