Congrats to preethia! she guessed correctly that Sona Kapoor is Sonia Khurana, Maan's, Dev's and Vicky's mother. She changed her name so that she doesn't get traced.
Ok, here are the next two chapters:

Chapter 34:

Rahul

 

 

Geet prepared a plate with food, making sure to let out the ones with too much spice and quickly made some mango lassi. She walked towards the backyard and saw Maan on the phone. He had his back to her and didn't see her coming.

"Look, I don't care how but just do it. I want results as soon as possible. No one is to know who send you. If necessary bribe them or threaten I don't care." He cut the call and ran his fingers through his hair. It was not looking good for him. He had been on the phone for hours now and was nowhere close to his goal. This frustrated him. He was used to work being done instantly and now this delay…

"Kaam hogaya to khaana kha lijiye." Maan spun around and saw Geet who had put a straw mat onto the grass and was sitting there with a plate in her hand.

"Geet, tum kab aai?" He asked concerned.

"Abhi abhi. Kyun?"

"Nahin. Tumne kuch suna kya?" Geet shook her head. Maan was relieved. Geet would worry unnecessarily. He took place opposite to her and Geet started feeding him. He took pleasure in eating from her hands and purposely would yell for lassi so she would make him drink. After he was done Geet wanted to get up to wash her hands but Maan licked it clean. Geet felt shy and buried her face in his chest.

"Kya kya baatein kar rahi thi Mishti?" Geet told Maan on everything that had happened. Maan listened and waited for the right moment.

"Geet, main tumse ek baat poochu?"

"Poochye na, kya baat hain?"

"Maine tumhe Samira ke bare mein sab kuch bata diya. Tell me all about you and Rahul." Geet quickly go up. She didn't expect him to ask about Rahul, she thought he might have forgotten.

"Why are you asking?" Maan gently pulled her down again. He would not let her go.

"That's because I want to know. I told you about Samira, don't you think I have right to know about Rahul?" Geet nodded and wondered where to begin.

 

"I had just finished my first year at the restaurant. I was still working as the kitchen service when I had no classes so I earned some money to share rent and have some savings. I decided to celebrate my first year anniversary of starting cooking school with a cake and a new dress. So I went to the mall and got all things I needed. Meera was in Delhi for the weekend so I took the cake to the beach and ate it there.

 

"Such a nice evening and a beautiful lady sitting here all alone eating cake, what a shame." Rahul was standing at some distance to Geet.

Geet looked up and saw this young man looking at her.

"May I ask your name?" Geet didn't know how to behave. This was the first time she had come across a situation like this.

"Geet." She said before thinking as usual.

"Nice name, I am Rahul by the way." He held his hand and Geet shook it.

"May I join you?" Geet nodded.

 

He was nice. He told me about himself and asked me about what I was doing. I told him I was here alone and living with Meera. We became friends and he gave me his number if I ever wanted to go out and see Mumbai. At first I didn't want to call but Meera was always busy with work and I had no other friends. I never told Meera about Rahul, she had often told me to stay away from strangers but he was a friend, haina? So I called Rahul and we met. He showed me Mumbai and we went to the cinema and had great fun. I enjoyed my time with him and thought I lov…" Geet felt conscious in Maan's presence and left the sentence incomplete.

"I even made some snaps and put them into my scrapbook"

"I know" Maan said remembering seeing them.

"HOW?" Maan realised his mistake. He tried to find an excuse.

"Yes, you mentioned your scrapbook once to me." Geet bought it. She talked so much she had no records of what she had and what she hadn't said.

"Then he invited me to his birthday party. It was in a hotel. I wore the same dress in which I had met him the first time. But in the party everything went wrong. He and his friends drank a lot and started misbehaving." Geet stopped. Maan looked at her.

"Phir?"

"Phir kuch nahin, I just broke up."

"Geet, I don't think this is fair. Tell me everything." Geet didn't want to. She knew Maan's temper very well. She was not affected by it but he could easily burn anyone else.

"Actually, he said he liked me and wanted to kiss me. Then his friends came and asked me to…" Geet felt really uncomfortable telling Maan the real thing. She fell silent again.

"Mujhe nahin batana aap ko." Geet muttered in a low voice after some time.

"Kyun?"

"I feel uncomfortable." Maan wondered what there was that she didn't even tell him.

"Accha ek kaam karo." He removed a piece of paper and pen and gave it to her.

"Write it down and I will read it." Geet took it reluctantly and wrote it down in as little detail as possible. She gave him the paper and he read it. His eyes almost fell out while reading and his temper rose. He crumbled the piece of paper in his fist and looked at Geet. She was looking down. He rather forcefully made her look towards him.

"Mujhe pehle kyun nahin kaha?" There was concern but also anger and accusation in his tone.

"Mujhe laga ke yeh kehna zaroori nahin tha" she whispered.

He got up and rubbed his temple. He just couldn't sit here and let this matter be. But Geet had gone on in her life, hadn't she. Still.

"Why do you still have snaps of him in your scrapbook?" He asked her.

"Rahul is a part of my life. Not a nice one but by leaving it out of the scrapbook it is not going to go away. It will always remind me of my mistake."

Maan was not happy. He had rather expected something… how to put it, something more easily digestible.

"Geet, be honest, kuch hua tha kya?" Geet got up and looked at him.

"Tell me the truth Geet, kuch…kuch hua tha kya?" She was in tears. His tone indicated that he didn't trust her to tell the truth.

"No point in telling you if you don't believe me in the first place." She ran off towards her room.