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Annika tried speaking with him about the matter ,but he remained idle with her engrossing him with work whenever she attempts to start a conversation.At one point she was frustrated with his behaviour.

She went near him ,closing his laptop at once she sat in front .

A- bas shivaay ! What do you think haan ? First of all it's you who made the mistake and look at me ...running all the way behind you !

She spoke with anger ,and he raised his eyebrows.

S- ohh ,so I was wrong? Ok , even after explaining everything you still think that I'm at fault. Good!

He stated and chuckled faintly.

A- first  listen to me idiot ,I didn't mean that you're completely wrong. Your thoughts and motives behind it were fine but you can't go out and protect every criminal's family just because you worry for their future. Then for what we have the constitution and rules?

She insisted, he thought for a while before answering.

S- annika , I have no thoughts of that and I can't act practical in every situation. I had an option to save a girl's future ,I did it . I ain't going to regret it anytime ,but yes...I'm sorry ,because of me you're suspended. I extremely sorry for that .

He spoke holding her hands and looked at her for a second before he could move out to attend his call which rang right this moment . She sighed shaking her head ,

It was afternoon when annika was watching tv with pari on her lap . She was continuously changing channels when something caught her attention suddenly.

A couple were reporting about about their missing daughter with her photo in their hand which was revealed to be pari.

Annika was bewildered on watching it ,she looked at pari for a moment before concentrating on the news again .

Shivaay came with the feeding bottle, he didn't pay attention to the news .Handing the bottle to her he moved past to be halted by her instantly.

Feeling her to be holding his wrist ,he looked back to find her watching the tv screen seriously .That's when he shifted his sight on the screen and at once he was shocked to find pari's picture shown .

A- ab kya karen shivaay ?

She stood carrying pari in her arms ,

S- her parents must be so worried ,it's already a week now . We must meet them .

He spoke looking  at pari significantly ,

A- but ,what if they're lying? You remember what happened the last time right ?

She asked holding the baby close  securely .

S- yeah annika I understand your fear but ,I don't think they're lying . Every details which they gave are correct and I'm sure no kidnapper would reach for any media support in this situation .

He spoke convincing her and she remained quite ,thinking .

A- so?

She asked with a kind of hesitation in her eyes .

S- annika ,I know what you're going through now . Even I feel the same ( he caressed pari's head ) But we can't keep her away from her parents and it's not right too .

He insisted and she nodded slowly.

Common routines are like daily things ,it my not just be the actions which we do rather certainly it also includes the people whom we get to meet everyday. It actually plays a significant role ,because your inner self is all practised to move with them everyday . So suddenly if there is a change ,it will have a drastic impact on us .

That's exactly shivika's case now . Their room is filled with toys and things ,which pari threw everywhere when she played . Their kitchen counter resembled a supermarket's baby sectioned column. Their cupboard had all her tiny clothes with the diapers arranged at the last .

It's ok ...these were just mere things which provides her memory but what about the small little angel who used to sleep with them like a fluffy ball rolling all around the bed ? Both have certainly behaved a parental figure for her all these days ,maybe she would forget them being too little to remember things but will they ever be able to forget this phase of life where they had already played a perfect family ?

Both remained silent throughout the journey .

Home is what everything is ,at once pari started crying on watching her real mother and stretched her arms towards her. And the lady took pari from annika and showered numerous kisses all over her skin . Shivika smiled hiding their pain , while pari's father folded his hands thanking them .

" thank you so much ! Aapne meri beti nahi balki meri zindagi waapas de di muje . Thank you !"

The lady exclaimed her joy with tears in her eyes and annika smiled before placing her palm on pari's head.

A- what's her name?

Her voice stammered ,

" Rithika ...Rithika Sharma"

Annika smiled wide and placed a soft kiss on her cheecks ,pari immediately poked annika's lips with her tiny fingers which she does everytime ,making annika drown in tears .

Shivaay stood behind annika holding her shoulders and rubbing it soothingly. She leaned onto him and bit her lips to control her sobs.

" I can understand your feelings, but don't worry. Aap kabhi bhi yahan aa sakthi hain Rithi se milne "

Spoke pari's father , shivika passed a weak smile .

Crossing the main door ,they looked back for the last time . With noticing shivika to have been leaving ,pari started crying worse for her mother to jolt slightly ,pacifying her .

Shivaay who saw this ,waved hands to grab pari's attention . He blinked continuously ,and acted like weeping. The very next pari stopped crying and blinked , her mother looked surprised.

He shook her head insisting her not to cry and waved hands , it was only after a few minutes she reacted and waved her hand slowly .



At night

After dinner both straightly hit the bed without any exchange of words .

She immediately got up from the cot on feeling something beneath poking her back . It was a tiny key doll which was hidden beneath the bed sheet.

She held it in her hands and screwed it up for it to start beating drums. Both were filled with pari's memories right at this moment .

Shivaay who saw her to have been sitting quite with her gaze completely fixed on the doll, soon neared her placing his hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him and that's when he noticed her glistening eyes .

Within no seconds she scooted close and hugged him tight . Caressing her hair he kept on murmuring "it's ok , we'll meet her often haan ?" until she fell asleep.

They missed their baby!

The following days did seem tough for both to come out from their own sadness as both felt so attached to pari and it wasn't a very easy task to revert back to normal life without her.

It was one evening when annika was seated on the bed ,folding clothes. Having an hectic day all over ,he peeled his blazer and threw it on one corner before settling himself on the bed with his head landing on her lap.

She sighed smiling ,and started ruffling his hair smoothly placing the clothes aside . He relaxed feeling her touch , as though he just grabbed an immense relief .

S- annika ,when are you rejoining for work ?

A- kal,

S- ohh! itni jaldi ,

He pouted sadly ,

A- matlab ?

S- you know?  It feels so good when you're home ! Like ...jab mein waapas aatha hoon ,tho tum hoti ho mere paas. How I wish you could stay at home like this everyday , atleast thanks to your suspension for saving grace all these days. Aur nahi tho hamesha kaam kaam !

He said casually and soon felt her hands which were playing on his hair to have been taken off .

A- what did you say ? Hamesha? Aise?

She spoke getting offended,

S- ek minute ,what's so serious annika? I just told ki your presence makes me happy like... good ! If you're at work ,you would return late right? Isliye aise bola meine ,

Before he could complete she spoke,

A- finally, you too shivaay. You just reacted like every other man . You're happy that I'm suspended right ? Wah ! So ? What's the next move ? Shall I quit my job?

She pretended and stood up ,while he looked baffled .

S- itna overreact kyun kar rahi ho paanika ? When did I tell you to quit ?

A- chodo shivaay ,tum bhi sab jaise hi ho . Just know one thing, I would never stay dependent on you .

She spoke and left the room at once ,leaving him confused as hell. Did he really do anything wrong? He questioned himself, one thing was very clear to him ,women are certainly like those pressure cookers ...in such a casual situation suddenly she bursted out claiming him to be the reason when he merely knew what even just happened. Poor he ,

The next day ,

Today he has a press meet at home as he had been honoured with an award for The Business Man of The Year . So reporters from all channels and papers were gathered in OM.


He was setting his hair infront of the mirror when he saw her to have been trying to clutch her mangalsutra for a long time but failed as her free hair remained an obstacle .

Bending down near her ,he helped  hooking it pulling all her hair infront while she watched him through the mirror and looked away at once he caught her gaze on him .

A- thanks ,

Saying this she was about to go when he held her hand, stopping her .

She travered her gaze slowly from the floor to him .

S- you know right ? It's a big day for me ,tho...I want you to be with me today .

He pleaded through eyes and she thought for a second before speaking .

A- ji zaroor !

He smiled listening to her which  faded immediately at the next second watching her roping the ID card around her neck .

A- my manager has asked to attend the press meet representing our portal. So obviously, I'll be there .

She said and shrugged her shoulders .He sighed closing his eyes .

One adamant attitudistic woman is his wife !

To be very certain...In shivika's life it is like, A fight a day keeps both away ! It's ok ....with strong heads like them ,it's always common and moreover ,small small fights are like their own thing, isn't it?

Precap

Press meet ,

annika is wounded .

Chapter dedicated to user11457550
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