Next night, ISRC, boy's room, 4am

Randhir is sleeping soundly flat on his stomach, one arm and leg dangling from the bed, snoring loudly.

The door to his room opens and someone wearing a hoodie enters, the figure tiptoes towards his bed.

Randhir smiles on feeling something soft over him, he inhales her scent and his smiles widens

'Sanyukta' he mummers, he having one of "those" dreams again. He lifts his head slightly and comes face to face with Sanyukta's beautiful face. She smiles at him.

She sits up straight, he twists his body and forwards his hand taking her hand. She gasps as he pulls her over him.

He holds her face in his palms and leans in to kiss her when she pushes him. He is stunned

'Randhir...'she says and sits up straight again. Randhir realizes he isn't dreaming, he sits up too rubbing his eyes.

'Wh...Wh...what...' he says yawning, Sanyukta rolls her eyes.

'How much will you sleep?' she says, Randhir responds by simply yawning again. Sanyukta stands up

'Come, I have surprise for you' she says holding his hand and pulling him, Randhir groans not willingly to go.

'Let me sleep...'he says freeing his hand from her grip and goes to lay on the bed. Sanyukta presses her lips together and places her hands on her hips watching him angrily.

She goes and pulls his duvet off him, Randhir sits up straight looking annoyed.

'Randhir...I am having cravings again' she says shaking him.

Randhir smacks his head, again he will have to go in the dead of night and get something to satisfy his loving wife's craving.

'Now what you want?' he says sitting up on his bed, Sanyukta sits beside him. She smiles, leaning towards him she places her hand on his thigh

'You' she whispers

Randhir feels his heart skip a beat as she said so, all of his sleep disappearing instantly.

'Oh...'he says smirking, he places his hand on her cheek and leans in. Sanyukta jerks his hand

'Not that way....' She frowns, Randhir looks at her confused

'I want to spend some sweet time with you...you know chatting and cuddling and all' she says lowering her lashes and smiling.

Randhir smiles and places his hand over hers 'Anything you want' he says, though secretly he hopes they go beyond chatting, cuddling and all.

Sanyukta takes Randhir to the retro bar, its empty and dark. Sanyukta asks Randhir to wait here while she goes gets his surprise, Randhir asks her to be careful. Sanyukta has brought her phone so she uses its torch and goes into the kitchen.

Randhir waits for a while. He sees her coming towards him carrying two ice cream cones.

'Ice cream?' Randhir says

Sanyukta nods excitedly 'I wasn't able to sleep; I was really craving for ice cream. Then I remembered they have ice cream here in bar, so I sneaked here to eat. But then I saw they have only two...then...I started craving for you....' she bit her lower lip as she said the last line.

'Hey don't do that, its distracting' Randhir says smirking making her blush.

Randhir removes the wrapper and hands the ice cream to her, she smiles widely and takes it from him. Too excited to have ice-cream. They begin to eat.

Sanyukta finds herself in lost eating ice cream, it tasted tastier than normal

'Yummm....'she moans eating it, Randhir looks at her, she is seriously distracting him. He notices ice cream smudged on her lips. He holds her arms and she looks at him

'What?' she asks casually, Randhir keeps eyeing the ice cream on her lips. He moves his hand and wipes the ice cream off her lips with his thumb. Sanyukta shivers. He looks into her eyes and licks of the ice cream off his thumb, Sanyukta blushes looking away.

After a while

'Here taste mine' Sanyukta says forwarding her ice cream. She has vanilla flavoured ice cream and he doesn't it but for her sake he nods. She excitedly fed him her ice cream and then asks him to do the same for her, which he happily obliged.

*

Three days later, Saturday, 5-star hotel, Mumbai, 7pm

Sanyukta climbs down the cab and quickly pays the driver. She is really curious to know why Randhir has called her here, that too in her casual clothes. Hotel, that too so costly. She wonders as she enters the hotel lobby. The lobby is huge, with red velvet carpets and a round elegant Persian carpet in the centre. There is a huge chandelier hanging in the centre and beautiful light lamps everywhere on the pillars of the Lobby. Sanyukta is awestruck looking at the posh lobby.

She feels someone tap her shoulder and turns around finding Randhir standing there with a wide smile. He is dressed in formals while she is dressed like a Gawar.

'Why you called me here?' she says sounding annoyed.

'I have a surprise for you' he says, he held her hand and takes her towards the elevator. She follows him clueless.

He takes her through narrow corridor and stops in front of room 410. He fishes out his keys and unlocks the door, he steps in with Sanyukta following him. Randhir switches on the light and Sanyukta eyes widens.

It's a small suite, with a big round bed in the centre, it was wooden and golden work on its bed rest, a wardrobe to its side. To the left there is long window covered with thin transparent white and thick red curtains, the curtain rod and holder is golden. The suite has a small open kitchen with a small fridge. There is an attached bathroom as well.

Sanyukta's gaze fell on the bed again, how could she have missed this. There she notices a navy blue saree and white blouse piled up together. Along with it there are some jewellery boxes, blue and white bangles and ghajra. Sanyukta turns to look at Randhir surprised.

'We are going for dinner' he says

'Here? It will be very costly' Sanyukta says sounding worried. Randhir places his hand on her shoulder

'Don't worry about that'

'But what is the need for this?' Sanyukta says still not convinced, she doesn't want Randhir to spend so much unnecessarily

'Sanyukta...I noticed you have been really stressed in these few days. So I wanted you to relax.' He says

'Randhir' Sanyukta says feeling emotional, she wraps her arms around his neck hugging him tight. She feels thankful to her stars to have sent Randhir into her life. He is the best husband in the whole world, she thinks to herself.

After a while she breaks the hug and looks at him and then at the clothes he got for her

'But Randhir, Saree' she says sadly placing her hand on her baby bump.

Randhir walks towards the bed and takes the blouse. The blouse is long and will reach till her waist covering her stomach, it has high collar too. She is relieved.

Sanyukta picks up the saree and blouse 'I will change in the bathroom...'she says and turns to leave when Randhir held her arm. She looks at him

Randhir takes the saree from her hand leaving only blouse and petticoat with her. Sanyukta looks confused

'Tonight, I will dress my wife' he says softly and Sanyukta feels her heart flutter. She blushes as she goes in the bathroom to change.

She locks the door and turns around, there was another surprise waiting for her. She sees a bathtub filled with water, loads of rose petal floating, scented candles placed on the sides of the tub. The tub is small but it is enough to fit in two people. Sanyukta blushes imagining the plan Randhir has planned for her tonight.

Few minutes later Sanyukta peeks from behind the bathroom door, she sees Randhir pacing in the room fidgeting with his fingers. Sanyukta feels shy as she opens the door and steps out dressed in blouse and petticoat. Randhir turns around and sees her, he smiles at her. Sanyukta lowers her lashes, covering her chest with her arms she turns around feeling too shy to look at him.

Randhir places his hand on her shoulder and makes her turn towards him. He looks at her while she has her gaze lowered. Randhir removes her hand and takes her with him. Sanyukta follows him with her head lowered and shy smile on her face.

Randhir goes behind her, slowly he moves her hair from her back and places it on her shoulder. Sanyukta looks up at their reflection and smiles. Randhir begins to tie the knot of her blouse, she gasps feeling his fingers brush against her back. Randhir notices the tattoo and smiles placing his fingers on it, whenever he sees this, this symbol of their relationship, he feels immense happiness and gratitude towards Sanyukta. She loves him so much that she had gone through so much pain for him twice, he feels so lucky to have her in his life, someone who loves him more she loves herself.

Randhir leans and kisses her tattoo, Sanyukta closes her eyes and arches her back feeling his lips on her back.

Once done with the blouse he makes her turn around, he goes to pick up the saree

'You know how to drape saree?' she asks and chuckles.

He smiles at her 'last night I studied YouTube videos for how to drape sarees' he says wrapping the saree around her waist

'I am impressed Mr. Shekawat...you spend whole night watching the videos' Sanyukta says watching him amazed as he makes perfect pleats for the saree

'Yeah, the video was really informative... the girl in the video was really hot' Randhir teases her, Sanyukta gaps at him for few minutes.

Just as he is about to tug in the pleats in her petticoat, Sanyukta places her hand over his and glares at him.

'Arey, promise...I didn't look at the girl I was focused on the saree...Pakka' he says pinching his throat to make her believe. She glares at him for few more seconds but the look on his face melts her.

'Okay' she says moving her hand, Randhir smiles and tugs in the pleats. Sanyukta feels her heart skip a beat as his fingers touch her belly.

Randhir places the Pallu on her shoulder and pins it properly in place. Once done he takes a step back and admires his work. Everything looked perfect

He looks at her silently asking for her approval. Sanyukta looks at her reflection, she twists her body slightly and looks at herself from every angle. Randhir has really done a perfect job.

'It's perfect' Sanyukta says and kiss his cheek, he smiles, his chest puffing up with pride.

Randhir then makes her sit and goes to get the jewellery boxes, he opens one box and takes out two anklets. He shows it to her and she smiles. He gestures her to forward her feet and she quietly obliges. Slowly he ties the anklets around her feet. Sanyukta is about to withdraw her feet back but Randhir holds on, she looks on confused. Randhir bends and softly kissed both her feet one by one making her smile. He looks into her eyes and kneels properly. He picks up bangles from the dressing table and takes her hand in his.

Looking into her eyes he begins to slip bangles, Sanyukta winces but still keeps looking into his eyes lovingly. He is done with the bangles he holds her hand and kisses back of her palm and moves his lips upwards, kissing her forearm and then her upper arm. Sanyukta closes her eyes feeling breathless. He does the same for her other arm and then lovingly kisses her cheeks, she opens her eyes and their gaze met for brief moment before she looks away smiling.

Randhir goes behind her and then starts to comb her hair gently making sure she doesn't get hurt, Sanyukta keeps looking at his reflection through the mirror. Sanyukta is surprised as he ties her hair in perfect bun, he learnt a lot through videos last night. Randhir is a perfectionist.

Slowly he arranges the ghajra around her bun and looks up at her reflection and smiles widely feeling proud with his work.

Randhir turns the chair sideways and stands in front of her. He takes a red lipstick and opens the lid.

'Open your mouth' he says pushing the lipstick out.

Sanyukta does as he asked her to, Randhir looks at her distracted for a minute. He shakes his head and then bends down. Slowly he applies the lipstick

'Do like this' he says smacking his lips. Sanyukta smiles, he is guiding her like she doesn't know how to do. He is looking so cute.

Sanyukta smacks her lips, Randhir licks his lips feeling distracted again.

He hands her kohl and eyeliner 'I don't know how to do this' he whispers

'No problem' she says softly and takes it from his hand.

Randhir takes out a small Mangalsutra, Sanyukta looks at it. It is the same he had tied around her neck in their wedding, remembering their marriage brought tears in her eyes. Randhir goes behind her and ties it around her neck. She smiles. He leans in and kisses her shoulder, she looks at him smiling then her gaze meets his through the mirror and she blushes.

Sanyukta notices a small box on the dressing table which was untouched. Randhir reads her confused expression and moves his hand taking the box. He brings it near her and slowly opens it.

Sanyukta looks at the small box filled with sindoor and then looks up at him, he is smiling at her. Sanyukta lowers her head little.

Randhir takes a pinch of sindoor from it and fills her parting lovingly. Tears of happiness escapes Sanyukta's eyes feeling very touched and emotional.

'Hey, don't spoil the makeup' Randhir says smiling at her, she hits his arm playfully and smiles through her tears.