Days rolled by and everything remained normal.
Randhir always dropped her on the college's
front gate and went to the parking where he
parked the car and went for the classes .
Everyone always say a car dropping Sanyukta
and picking her up but never knew who was
driving it . So , none knew that Randhir and
Sanyukta were married . They always fought
with each other in the college despite of
Randhir's ' College Rules ' . The 7 days of their
deal consisted of Sanyukta washing Sandiir's
clothes , cleaning his mess , giving him head
massage and all sort of chores which irritated
Sanyukta. One evening Sanyukta was alone in
the house as Randhir had good for some work
without doing the courtesy of informing
Sanyukta about it. Sanyukta acted as if she
doesn't care but somewhere in the deep corner
of her heart she did care about him. But she
didn't want to accept it because of her ego .On
Randhir's side , he tried to stay away from
Sanyukta and irritate her to fullest as every
time he was near her , his mind lost control
over his senses and he never felt like stopping .
His strategy of distracting her was getting
backfired on him as with open eyes he always
say Sanyukta and with closed eyes , he always
dreamt of her.
Sanyukta thought of cooking the dinner as she
was much bored because of reading the whole
afternoon. She searched on the internet for
some new recipes and got a few. She prepared
everything and was cooking the dinner when
she heard the door click. ' Randhir hoga ' she
thought , as their flat had only two keys and
those were with Randhir and her. She wanted
to see Randhir but her ego of I-don't-care-for-
Randhir stopped her, but finally she faked an
excuse to herself saying ' Let of check , what if
its a thief ? ' She tiptoed towards the drawing
room with the spatula in hand. She saw
Randhir on the sofa watching tv. She say a
packet on the dining table which somewhat
looked like a pastry any. She came towards it . '
Stop ' said Randhir without switching his gaze
from the screen. ' kya ? Mein ne toh abhi tak
kuch kia bhi nahi hai ' she faked a sigh . ' Ok
theek hai jao. But i also have a share in it ' he
said turning towards her. Sanyukta walked
towards the table and kept the spatula on it .
She opened the box to see a big chocolate
blackforest pastry in it . Her eyes phone and
she thought of something for a moment , her
lips curved into an evil grin . Randhir could
witness her change of expressions and his eyes
widened . ' Don't even think about it ' he got up
slowly. Sanyukta have out a laugh and ran
towards their bedroom with the box in
hand. Randhir tried to stop her , but couldn't
get a hold of her. She pushed into their
bedroom locking it from the inside . Randhir
banged on the door , he was angry. ' Sanyukta
wo donon ke liye tha. Don't eat it alone ' he
banged but noone opened the door. His anger
was now on the peaks and he banged on the
door harder saying ' Darwaza kholo, warna mein
tod dunga '.......
