(Part: 42) Mine (Manan)

“I won’t leave any one of them,” Manik muttered in anger.

“Oh hubby, I’m here, speak to me. There wasn’t any fault of them in this because they didn’t make me drink.” She shook head adorably. She wasn’t in her senses.

“I drink after snatching the glass from Khushi’s hand.”She laughed loudly after telling him the truth that it was her fault. Manik frowned at her.

“Wait, wait let me show you, what I did. Yes, a replay.” She picked the glass of wine from the table and gave it to Manik.

“Assume you’re Khushi and I am Nandini, your baby only. Okay? You understand?” As she asked him, he nodded his head positively.

“So, I snatched the glass from Khushi like this,” she snatched the glass from Manik’s hand, gulped another glass of wine down her throat before Manik could stop her. “And then I drink like this.” She chuckled and placed the empty glass of wine on the table.

“Nandini, are you crazy?” Manik bawled, holding her properly when she was about to lose her balance.

“Yes, I’m your crazy, baby.” She loudly laughed on herself and their friends were laughing too, hidden under the table. One of them was hidden at the bar counter and rest were hidden behind the chair.

“Guys, come on, come out now. I have explained Manik everything properly. ” She asked them to out, Manik was still angry with her. “Hubby, do you understand everything?” She asked cutely from Manik.

“Promise me, you won’t be gussa (angry) from them, then only they will come out. Please, my hubby bubby.” Nandini clasped his face and requested, but Manik nodded his head because how could anyone deny the cute request of Nandini.

“Now, I will myself take them out. Arnav jiju and Khushi come out. Manik won’t say anything to you, don’t worry.” She reassured them and bent down because they both were hidden under the table. They came out without looking at Manik. After that Nandini took out cabir, Mukti and Abhi also.

Manik was utterly annoyed, seeing them scaring from him as if he was a ghost. “Guys chill, you don’t have to scare from me.” As he uttered, they all signed with relief and gave smile to Manik.

“Now, I’m taking Nandini to home.” As he told them, Nandini pouted sadly at him.

“Wait, wait, the party is not yet over, we haven’t eaten the cake also and we have to dance and do lots of Masti too.” She didn’t want to go back home.

“Nandini, look at your condition, you can’t even stand properly. We’re going home and that’s final.” He stated strictly and next moment, Nandini started crying like a baby, sitting on the floor. This made everybody laugh and Manik became worried.

“Uhhmm, gandu (bad) Manik, you are K A A M Malhotra.” She cried like a baby. Manik tried to make her stand up by grasping her hand. “No, no, I won’t get up. I want to party hard.” She denied like a stubborn baby and unwillingly Manik agreed. She stood up, holding his hand, smiled showing her teeth to everyone.

They were playing the game truth and dare and now it was Nandini’s turn and she chose truth.

“Okay, Nandini tell us a secret.” As Arnav asked, she wondered by placing her finger on her chin. “Secret secret, what is my secret.” She murmured, looking up. Manik was eagerly waiting for the answer, smiling at her.

“Okay, I remember the one. When I was in third grade, I had stolen the barbie doll from the market because I love dolls and we didn’t have money to buy it. I did so wrong. I was bad.” She told her baby secret to them, her face drew down in sadness. All of them felt bad for her, especially Manik after knowing that she had no money to buy the doll.

“Hubby, are you angry from me?” She asked sadly, looking at Manik

Manik placed his hand on her face and asked, “why baby? ”

“Because I am thief. I had stolen the doll.” She cutely told him, calling herself thief. She was angry with herself.

“You were a small kid that time, baby. Chill, no one is angry with you.” Manik explained to her and she nodded her head like a cute baby. “Please, don’t call yourself bad.” He kissed her forehead.

“Listen, everybody, my Manik is not K.A.A.M.  Malhotra. He is my S.C.H.” As Nandini announced cheerfully, they all looked at her in confusion. “Now what does S.C.H. Means?” They all wondered.

“S.C.H. means my sweet caring hubby.” She smiled at them. “He is my sweet hubby bubby.” She started pecking his cheeks in front of everyone. She wasn’t leaving him and they all were laughing on them.

“Baby, stop we’re not at home.” Manik held her arms and moved her away from himself.

As her eyes fell on Khushi who was about to eat the cake, she freaked out. “Hww… Khushi stop, don’t eat the cake.” Everybody looked at her.

“On that piece of cake my Manik is there, only I have the right to eat my Manik. Keep it down now, you will eat your Arnav, I will eat my Manik.” As she explained them cutely, everybody shook their head in utter disbelief.

“This is my manik eyes, I will eat it first.” She picked up his eyes piece from the cake.

“What are you doing baby?” Manik asked when she was about to put the cake on his eyes.

“What? You have only taught me to eat food like this. Did you forget?” As she asked, everybody burst into laughter. Manik looked all around, avoiding their eye contact because Nandini was telling about their secret romance.

“Manik, you take Nandini at home before Nandini open up your all the secrets here,” Abhi suggested Manik, he agreed with his words.

“Nandini, we need to go in the room for eating the cake in this way,” Manik whispered in Nandini’s ear and she nodded her head positively.

“Okay, let’s go.” She stood up, smiling widely. Everybody stared at her in shock because of how easily she got ready to go with Manik.

They were walking to the door, but she stopped Manik. “Hubby, I haven’t said bye to them. I’m just coming.” She rushed to them before Manik could stop her. Manik shook his head and went behind her. Manik came there and found her hugging everyone one by one tightly and like always he got lost in her cuteness. 

“Hubby, let’s go. I want to eat the cake with you in private. It will be so much fun, right?” As she said, he came on the earth back. He just smiled at her and they left from there hand in hand.

“Wait, wait, I forgot to bring the cake.” She again stopped him as she recalled about the cake. She again rushed back to bring the cake. Manik again ran behind her as always.

Nandini was sitting over her hubby’s lap at car backseat. She was cutely eating the cake. First, she was applying it on his face and then licking it like an ice cream through her tongue. Manik was just smiling and enjoying her cute act.

“This is your cheeks.” She applied the cake on his cheek and moved closer to his face to lick it.

“Manik, your cheeks are so yummy and tasty. I want to eat them more.” She squealed merrily and pulled his cheeks. She applied more cake on his cheek and licked it.

“One, two, three,” she made a cute face and counting, pointing her finger at his face.

He narrowed his brows bemusedly. “Baby, why are you counting?” He asked.

“Your faces, Manik. They are so many, I got so confused about where to apply the cake.” She answered and wondered, placing the tip of her index finger on her chin.

“Hww… Manik, you have ten faces like a Ravan. You are Ravan, hahaha.” She laughed loudly and Manik was just smiling at her. He wanted to eat her up right now.

“Hww, Manik, I’m such a big fool, idiot, stupid and greedy.” As she cursed herself badly, he knitted his brows in fury.

“Nandini, don’t call yourself bad or stupid, please.” He requested, being possessive for her. 

He clasped her face. “You are my pyaari ( sweet), baby.”

“I asked you to eat the cake? No.” She asked and answered herself, nodding her head. “Look how bad I am, Manik I am not your sweet baby, I am very very bad. Now my teacher, please scold me.” She asked Manik to scold her for a useless mistake.

“Nandini, let’s go home back, I am so tired.” Manik smartly changed the topic.

“Yes, today I will drive the car.” She grinned.

“No, baby, you don’t know how to drive the car then how will you drive the car?” Manik denied instantly.

“No, no, I’ll drive the car. I will drive the car.” She said stubbornly. Manik placed his hand on his forehead and wondered how to explain his drunk baby.

Nandini was sitting on Manik’s lap, now on driving seat like a cute baby.

“Yippie, I am driving the car, wow.” She was beaming with happiness, thinking she was driving the car, but in reality, Manik was driving, she was just sitting holding the steering.

“I love you so much, Manik.” She confessed cutely and kissed his cheek.

After that, she started enjoying while pressing the horn of the car again and again. “Assi jithe jaavan ge gaddi moudan ge Phir saare de saare signal todan ge Assi jithe (wherever we go, we will turn our car and break all traffic signals.” She was singing joyfully. Manik was laughing on her.

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