The Big Uneasy |COMPLETE| MaNan Fiction

Chapter 2: Getting To Know The Malhotras'

A/N : Holla Familia!

So before I begin with this chapter, I have to admit one observation. The reader base on this story seems quite different from the rest of my MaNan stories - maybe I should try my hand at more conventional, non-dark fluff? What do you think? I guess I can never give up on serious, dark stuff; but I will balance it more now.

I promise to publish more stories like this - light, easy and cute-ish? ;)

Happy Reading!

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Nandini' POV

I woke up to my alarm vibration and looked around my unfamiliar surroundings – I was lying on a settee of an unfamiliar room with stacks of presents piled around my feet, the room was still dark, since it was 5:30am in the morning – my usual time for waking up on regular days when I have college to go to. I remembered there was no college today, since I was married now. Oh and the room was unfamiliar because this was not my maiden home, and I wasn't in my good old room sharing bed with Aliya. This was my in-laws place, my place I rectified myself after remembering Ma's words that for a girl, her husband's house is her own house – I turned my head automatically towards the bed, and saw him sleeping – my husband Manik, on the massive bed – he was spread like an eagle on the bed, sound asleep. "Thank-God" I told myself, if I would hurry up and take a shower, and get dressed, then maybe I could leave the room before he woke up I thought, as I jumped up and dashed for the washroom.

My plan had worked, even when I had dressed up and left the room, he was sound asleep. Stepping out of his bedroom, which felt like a luxurious kingdom in itself, I found my feet taking me to his daadi's room. As I knocked on her door slightly before entering, I saw the old lady finishing her prayers and turning around – she saw me and a warm motherly smile adorned her face, as she whispered, "Mera bacha" in the most loving way to me. My eyes watered for a moment, remembering my own Aams back at home, and she saw it. She rushed forward and patted me gently on my face, and said soothingly, "No my child, don't cry. This is your first day in your new home, and you will begin this beautiful journey with tears in your eyes? Nah nah. Don't be so low child, you will be visiting home today anyway – in fact you will stay there for the night too, remember, today is your pag phere?" she smiled with a twinkle in her eyes. I smiled. I bonded very strongly with daadi. After exchanging a few more words, I asked her if I could get her tea, but she didn't let me go, instead she called Robin and asked him to get tea for the both of us. She told me that as her bahu, I will eventually take care of the kitchen too, but today was my first day and I should spend it getting to know people around and relaxing.

However after tea, we did go to the kitchen once, she told me that even though the kitchen staff took care of everything else, she always made coffee for her loving grandson Manik – he didn't like the ordinary coffee and until now only she could make his special coffee. I smiled understanding the close bond Manik shared with his grandmother, but at the same time, wondered, if the bond was so close that he actually decided to marry a total misfit stranger like me without any second thought? I would find out soon I thought. Seeing me lost in my thoughts, daadi gently touched my shoulder, I looked at her.

She spoke gently, "But bahu, now I am old and feeble, and it's time I pass the secret recipe to my Manik's special coffee to the rightful person – his dear wife, you"

I learned that the rockstar liked to have his coffee with a strong flavour of grounded cinnamon in it. I scrunch my nose thinking of the strange taste the cinnamon would add to the coffee, and wondered how the rockstar liked it – he was strange, but this was not the strangest thing he had done – strangest would be marrying me I thought – when normal men rejected me, how did he come to accept me?