MaNan FF : Life With Nandini (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 25

Chapter - 25

Location - Hospital - ICCU - 8 PM

Manik there is no way I am going to let you escape from having this soup. You need to take medicine and for that you have to drink this soup. Nandini third time reasoned Manik - who had now turned into a 7 - year old child who hates soup. He pressed his lips more tightly and shook his head in a No once again. Now that every thing was tried but this new stubborn kiddie - wink in town wasn't coming around - Nandini; the much younger ankle - biter decided to use the sure - shot weapon - the ultimate flimflam of blackmailing - to convince Manik who was being childishly adamant against supping soup. Putting her artifice into action, she made a sad face and saidOkay don't eat and don't have the medicine also. I will keep getting sad seeing you like this. I want you to get cured fast - but you are feeling good in troubling me na. Okaye then. Even I won't eat anything until you finish this soup. And Bullseye! Arrow had hit the target and bowing down to her threat, Manik finally gave in saying or rather complaining This is cheating Nandini. You always win over using this extortion and this baby face. He said pecking on her pout and she asked, rounding her big doe - eyes That means you will eat this? Yayyiee! Now before this baby inside changes my Papa's mind - open your mouth so that I can feed you. He smiled seeing her happy and then said, gulping down the tasteless soup that was poured into his mouth with a face as if he was ready to pukeNandini this is not soup. Its torture. It will make me all the more sick. So yuck it is. Chee! She snickered seeing his tantrums and was also enjoying them as it was very rare - he would behave jejunely because all the time it would be her who will be demanding his attention and getting pampered. On not getting any reply but a smile, he continued I am loving your smile but that really doesn't mean I am going to eat this wishy - washy and bland soup again. I know you won't allow me to eat anything scrumptious and sorry to make you work but Can I ask for the something moreish made by you? You know I love food made by you. Now this was a wish few and far between - when Manik would express his desire to have food made by her.

Despite loving whatever she made more than any delish and toothsome food; he hardly let her cook because according to him - cooking brings with it - chances of 'mishappening' and 'hazards' as dangerous as getting a cut on the finger or accidentally touching a hot vessel and when he couldn't allow even wind flowing with increased velocity to touch her skin; letting her endure so much pain was out of question. When Nandini argued over this - he plainly stated that he loves and married her to be with him by his side and not to do chores at their place which can be done by servants. He had actually in true meaning; kept her wrapped in feathers, always waiting for her on his hand and foot and had catered to her every whim.

And now when he himself was requesting; saying a no was as impossible as herding cats - she was more than ready for it - so much that she would have knocked up a dish right away if there was any kitchen around. She lovingly fed him another spoon - that he took with the same expression You don't need to ask Manik. Just order. He pulled her closer lightly, careful to not spill the soup from the bowl she was holding and replied Queens are only requested. No one, not even the King himself holds the power to give an order to her. So how do you expect me to have the upper hand over you hmm? She blushed at his words and an intense eye - lock followed which was broken before even getting properly started by Cabir's voice - who was till now silently watching the manaofyingsession between the two, saying Tum dono ki koi guarantee nahi hai - kab cute kids se serious adults banjaogey pata hi nahi chalega. Bohot risk hai tum dono ke saath rehna. Neither of the two replied to his taunt and just smiled sheepishly looking at each other whereas Cabir giggled seeing their flushed faces.

The trio were having random talks when Nandini got a phone call and she excused herself after checking the caller ID that made Manik suspicious as this was something Nandini never did; no matter whose call it would be she never hesitated in receiving it in front of him - but he dismissed his thoughts thinking it might be something related to her work. After about 10 minutes or so, she came back along with the medicines and Manik instantly noticed the crinkle on her forehead that was a sign that she was tensed and her witty brain was in a brown study - first he thought of confronting but he backed off as he knew she herself will tell him on the right time and he din't want to make her feel doubted by asking. About Nandini; she was feeling guilty that she was hiding it from him but she din't want to stress him by sharing her worry and it wasn't that she wanted to keep it a secret - He would be the first one to know about it once she gets successful in doing whatever she started.