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"Stop...Ahhh Shivaay, please...Stoppp!" The whole office cabin echoed with the giggling voice of a girl who was being tickled by Shivaay, without showing any mercy.  She laughed untill she ran out of breath, while Shivaay grinned showing his incisors and canines. Oh, he was enjoying this!

"Shivaay, I am sorry....I won't do that again" She said panting hard whilst pleading him to stop between her laughs.

"Promise me you will never ignore me, promise me you will never stop talking with me, promise me you will never leave me. Promise me Anni" He didn't knew when she became so much important to him that he was that afraid to lose her, her silence affected him that so much, since when did his life started revolving around her, when did he became so depended on her.

He was clueless but still in some corner of his heart, he knew the answer yet choosed to remain ignorant, he wanted to explore these feelings more before coming to any conclusion.

All this things were knew to him, he never had anybody who would look after him, care even for his small necessities, scold him for being careless or be worried for him. He never knew what is felt like to have a soul whom you can rely on, his family was never there to hold him when he used to fall, his brothers never protected him, he didn't knew how it felt like to share secrets with a sister, he was alien to that peace which one feels when one's mother caresses your head to sleep after a tiring day. He never knew. But again there was this stranger who became his life, who filled all the empty slots, be it mother's care, father's protection, brother's shoulder, sister's secret keeping box or a friend's teasings. He felt ecstatic to have her. He was blessed with everything in her form. He could never be more happier.

"I promise, everything you said. I will never ignore you, even it hurts me not seeing your ocean orbs, I love to look into them, it's peaceful. I will never stop talking with you,I will share every small detail of my life with you, and listen to your's too throughout my life. I will never leave you, I won't be able to survive without you, you are my jeene ki wajah, and I will die without you for I lov__, I promise everything." She said with tears flowing involuntarily and in no time she found herself in his embrace caging her between his arms, expressing his emotions, his desires, his love, his care, his pain everything in just that single hug.

She hugged him like her life depended on him, he hugged her like she was his everything. No words were used, love was expressed through the medium of that special connection, 'Dil se dil ka connection' .

He cried burrying his head between his palm , remembering how they used to be before all this fiasco happened, even before they married each other, both were inseparable ends of magnet, there was nothing between them yet everything was theirs. She was like an unexpected four-leaved clover that he found in the dark night under the old wooded bench in the park. He cherished her, he valued her, he loved her. But now the things were different, he was a married man, had a wife, even the marriage was an unexpected event in his life but a event he would love losing everything for. He got that girl as his wife whom he wanted like always. He promised himself to look after her, care for her, sacrifice every inch of himself for her, to endlessly love her. But it seemed that he losed to himself, he failed in keeping her happy. He felt as if he broke the promise. He was hurt for her behaviour.Yes,he knew all she did was an automated reaction being a girl, she couldn't see another girl suffering. He admired this quality in her , her selflessness, she even cared for those who only hurted her ever, but yet again he was scared. What if that small misunderstanding created some big cracks in their love boat, what if it wasn't cleared on time, what if the boat had sunk?

All his insecurities was showered on her as his anger. He wanted to forgive her, seek for forgiveness from her, hug her, console her but all his insecurities, his fear of losing her came in between. Only he knew how hard it was for him to not run and embrace her seeing those glassy eyes, red and running nose, she was an epitome of beauty and cuteness. He would never want to lose her. He wanted to own her for all the seven births. She was his most priced possesion, his most important achievement, his world, his universe, his everything. 

He walked towards their bedroom rising himself from the couch on the pool side, with small baby steps, he didn't knew how would he confront her, how would he seek her forgiveness, he was scared to face her yet with a thumping heart and a clogged mind he went inside and the scene brought tears in his eyes. She was there sitting at the edge of the bed, sleeping in an uncomfortable position whilst hugging her photo frame. It broke his heart into zillion pieces.

He knew somewhere he was the reason for her tears and blamed himself for her current situation. He felt as if he had failed as a husband, but before that as friend who promised her that he will keep that smile on her face forever, but felt miserable seeing that tear-stricken face.

With shaky steps and aching heart he went to her and lifted her up very delicately without disturbing her sleep and placed her on the bed like a glass doll. He pecked her forehead and watching her smile even when she was asleep brought a bright smile on his face. She recognised his touch even when not in senses.

He tried taking the photo frame off her hold but guess she was way more stronger that him. He tried but her grip was tight, suddenly his dimag ki batti jali and he started peppering soft kisses on her hairline moving down her face and at last nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck, and that did it.

She shivered under his touch and her hold on the frame loosened taking which as a chance, he took it from her kissing her forehead once more he went covering her with duvet not before gazing at her lovingly with glassy eyes.

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