Read the note at the end..
It's really very urgent..

Soon Randhir opened his eyes.. Blinking twice he looked at Sanyukta hurriedly to ensure that she was fine..
And he found her already awake.. looking at him smilingly..
He could sense that she was almost out of the morning incident..
He moved his gaze till her eyes and their eyes met..
Both were staring deep into each other's eyes..
As if they wanted to get some answers..
Randhir wanted to know that how she was then and Sanyukta wanted to know what was making him worried..
But both of them were the masters in concealing their true feelings..
Hence no one got any answers to their unsaid questions..
Soon their staring session got interrupted by some weird sounds..
And it didn't take any time for Randhir to figure out the source of the sound...
"Shit...
Sanyu tumne raat ke baad abhi tak kuch nehi khaya..
Bhuk lagi hogi tumhe.." he carefully removed her head and sat on bed hurriedly..
"damn me..
So kaise gaya main..
Mujhe kuch khana banake rakhna chahiye tha.." getting down from the bed he slipped into his slippers and ran towards the kitchen..
"are it's ok Rann..." Sanyukta stopped in middle as Randhir was gone from there in the speed of light..
She sighed and said to herself "iska kuch nehi ko sakta.."
Next she too got down from the bed and went to the loo to make herself fresh..

After almost fifteen minutes she came out of the loo and the aroma of freshly cooked pasta hit her nostrils..
"are bahh..!! Itni jaldi bana bhi liya usne lunch..
Smell se toh mujhe aur bhi zyada bhuk lag gayi.." she threw the towel on the bed and rushed out of the room..
"so.. kya banaya hain aaj Mr. Chef ne mere liye.." she said smiling nearing their small dinning table and she was expecting a answer from Randhir with a smiley face like always..
But..
Her merry voice went to deaf ears of Randhir..
She frowned..
Coming in front of the dinning table she saw Randhir was sitting there with two plates and was playing with a fork absentmindedly...
Nervousness and worry was dripping from his gesture..
"Randhir..." placing hand on his shoulder she called him softly..
Next he jolt up from his chair and behaved all normally...
"are Sanyu.. Baitho.. Aur jaldi se khana khaa lo..
Bohot bhuk lagi hogi nah tumhe.." he made her sit smilingly.. Well fake smilingly..
She sat without saying anything and Randhir also sat down on the next chair..
He pushed one plate full of white sauce pasta and said.. "khayo nah.."

Sanyukta glanced at the plate and then Randhir..
He was still pretending to be normal..
Sanyukta sighed and said directly looking at his eyes..
"problem kya hain??"
"huhh??" Randhir frowned..
"don't pretend Randhir.. I know something is wrong with you..
Kuch huya hain kya??
Kyun paresan ho tum.." she said in a concern filled voice lightly squeezing his hand..
Randhir looked away.. "nothing.. Koi problem nehi hain.. Tum lunch karo nah.."
Sanyukta cupped his face and made him look at her..
"you can't lie to me.. Spill the beans Randhir.." she said in a firm tone..
Gathering some courage he matched his gaze with hers and placed his both palms on her palms which were resting on his cheeks..
"it's about you, Sanyukta..
I'm worried about you..
I'm tensed about you.." Randhir said seriously and felt her grip on his cheeks was loosing....

Sorry for the short update..
I know I'm being very irregular and I'm giving short parts..
Honestly speaking I'm not getting enough time to type it...

So I'm asking you guys one thing..

Should I put this story on hold till the time when I'll get enough time..
(in that case it will be on hold till the middle of December)

Or

You guys are ok with short and irregular updates..
(in that case I'll sincerely try to update once in a week but the updates will be short)

Please do tell me what should I do..

Thank you..