Dadima came to Maan's room to talk to him regarding that incident. She saw that Maan was lying on the bed tensed. She knew that Maan's reaction today was more due to his frustration, but he has to understand that this is not the way to live. And moreover, he is married now so he also has to think about Mishti as she is an indispensable part of his life now. "Maan...", she said and came closer to him. Maan got alert hearing her voice, "Dadima aap...aaiye...". She sat near him, Maan continued, "Dadima I know aap aaj ke incident se bahut upset hai, aaj jo bhi hua achha nahi hua...". Dadima interrupted, "Hum bhi aapse yehi kehna chahte hai ki aaj jo bhi hua achha nahi hua...Aapko Mishti par aise chillana nahi chahiye tha". Maan got irritated, how could she support her after knowing what she had done today, "Dadima aap ab bhi uski tarafdari kar rahi hai, you had seen ki wo kitni badtameezi se baat kar rahi thi guests ke saath". Dadima immediately spoke up, "Aaj Mishti ki koi galti nahi thi, or unhone jo bhi Nisha ko kaha wo to bahut kam tha, she should have slapt her...". Maan was startled hearing Dadima's statement, "Dadima ye aap kya keh rahi hai...". "Ha Maan, aaj Mishti ki koi galti nahi thi. Nisha talked very badly to her. Par Mishti ne tab bhi use kuch nahi kaha...but when she used abusive words for me and you she couldn't stop herself and she scolded her...", Dadima replied. Maan was astonished, "Whaattt...". Dadima continued, "Ha...lekin aapne usse ek bar poochha bhi nahi ki unhone aise react kyu kiya bas sazaa suna di...Maan she is your wife, agar aap hi uski respect nahi karoge to or kaun karega...Mishti bahut achhi ladki hai Maan aap use ek mauka to dijiye apni zindagi me shaamil hone ka...". Maan was silent, for the first time he was feeling a guilt in his heart. Maan didn't say anything and Dadima knew that he need some time to think over this matter. Dadima went away leaving Maan alone with his thoughts. Maan closed his eyes, and thought, "Agar uski koi galti nahi thi to wo kuch boli kyu nahi...". He recalled each and every word that he had said to Mishti. Each and every word of his was echoing his guilt.
It was one hour and the thoughts were not leaving Maan. He wanted to subside all these thoughts but the much he tried to pry them off, the more they engulfed him. It was going unbearable for him now. So he decided to confront her, though the word sorry' was far-far away from his mind, but at least he could ask her why she didn't spoke up for her.
He came out of his room. He called one of his servants, Rakesh. But when nobody turned up, he got angry and moved on his own out of his room. He was unconsciously nearing the stairs and when he was a step away from the stairs, he heard a scream of none other than Mishti, of whose voice he was waiting to hear. Mishti at once ran to him and clutched his arm, and spoke in nervousness, "Maanji aap aise bahar kyu aaye...aage stairs hai, agar aap ko kuch ho jata to...aapne kisi ko aawaz kyu nahi lagai...". Maan could sense that she was scared; he could easily hear her high breathings. Maan thought, "I got angry on her and shouted on her without her fault and here she was worried about him only without any grudges...May be Dadima is right about her being nice". Maan uttered after a brief silence, "I am fine, don't worry...By the way I called Rakesh but he didn't turn up so I came out of my own". Mishti said in a domination and an anger filled tone, "To aapne mujhe aawaz kyu nahi lagai...mai kitchen me hi thi...". Maan was surprised to hear her speaking so boldly and authoritatively, till now he had just heard her meek and submissive voice, it was new to him. And moreover she was not even angry to him because of his bad behaviour, her anger now was just due to her fear of his safety.
She took him to his room. She made him sit on bed, "Aap yaha baithiye, mai aapka soup laati hu...aapki medicines ka time bhi ho gaya hai". She moved out but stopped at the door, "Please room se bahar mat aayega, mai bas 2 minutes mai aati hu". Maan nodded in yes and she moved out. Maan realized he was too haste in judging her. He shouldn't have scolded her like that; if it is new for him then certainly everything is new for her as well.
The day passed nicely with no shouting and scoldings. Mishti was happy that he didn't scold her and neither was angry on her; she was unaware that Maan knew the truth and that really didn't matter to her. The thing that matters to her was to take care of Dadima and Maan. She wasn't in love with Maan nor had any such feelings for him but she respects him and care for him.
The next day Mishti was just praying to God that everything goes well till Maan's operation as he has just now recovered and for such a big operation, that is heading, he needs to be fit and healthy in body as well as the mind. But sometimes to get the biggest happiness you have to give tests in a stretch, and the same was for Mishti and Maan.
Maan was standing
near the window
when his phone
buzzed. Mishti immediately
took the phone
and spoke up, "Hello...". On
the other side,
she heard a girl's voice,
"Hello...May I speak
to Mr. Maan
Khurana...". Mishti gave
the phone to
Maan and said
that she was
going to see what Nakul
and other servants
were doing and
would be back
in a while. And Mishti went out of the room.
Maan received the call, "Hello, Maan Singh Khurana speaking...". The other side, "Hello Maan, how are you?". Maan instantly recognized the voice, it was Nimisha, and his eyes turned into daggers, he said in fury, "How dare you call me...". She said smirking, "Sweetheart...why are you getting angry, after all I am your ex-fiancee. And by the way I just called you to congratulate you for your wedding". Maan said in a very dangerous voice, "I don't need the wishes of a bi***...". Nimisha got angry, how dare he call her that, "Maan mai chahe jo bhi hu, kam se kam tumse to achhi hu...mujhe tumhari tarah kisi se bheekh maangne ki to jarurat nahi hai shaadi karne ke liye". And that was it, she hit the right cord, Maan's anger crossed the bounds, he threw the phone away and it hit the wall and smashed creating an audible sound to the other house-mates in the mansion.
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