A : Shivaay always remember, if you fall, I will pick you up.

S : Awww.

A : Yeah..but after I finished laughing.

S : Go to hell.

Shivaay made a grumpy face walked towards the bathroom. He failed to notice the slippery floor before and DOOM! Annika laughed while Shivaay's hand left in air. She clicked his picture.

S : Mad woman give me your hand!

A : Haan Haan.

He stood up with her help and tried to snatch her phone.

S : Baby don't send that..

A : Oh God Chala Gaya..Good Luck.

S : To wh..who ?

A : Rudy.

Shivaay stared at her retreating figure and whined in pain holding his back. He frowned when she came and smiled towards him. She lifted his shirt and gently applied ointment. Shivaay smiled but suppressed.

A : I didn't send the picture.

S : Really ?

His face beamed with happiness.

A : Haan..but I won't delete too.

Shivaay frowned forming a pout nevertheless he earned a peck from his wife.

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Gratitude, Love Comrade.