Check its Sequel When It Rains -2
A Fan fiction on Shivaay and Anika.
The characters are similar as we know about them in the show except a fact that here Shiv is more expressive and Anika cant express that easily.
Her presence bedazzled him. Anika walked towards him, after getting no reply or response from him, He stood there with his bulged open eyes,
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Anika too became stunned to see this stunner wearing a pink Lucknow kurta with vintage rose pattern embroidery and sleeves were folded up to the elbows, paired with dhoti pant, but She composed herself instantly. She clicked her fingers in order to break the trance he was drowned in. "What is going on?" He was brought back to the reality, "Thats what I should ask" She retorted, "do you have Any Idea, From when I have been looking for you? I went to every corner of this gigantic house to find you out, and here You are busy with your phone, seriously Shivaay" She furrowed her brows. "What have I done? now as you always rant, Dont I have my liberty to talk over my phone?" He raised his voice and pointed to his phone, A call probably Mishra ji, had been waiting over the line, but to Mishra ji and Shivaay's shock, Anika snatched the phone and threw it down from the veranda to the garden beneath it. "What the hell You did? Thats my phone damn it, we have been discussing over a serious business issue, How could You do this?" Being Shocked has to be the understatement to describe his state of mind, He was literally seething, "We have been already bearing a huge amount of loss due to your double dealing, now Next You have broken my phone in order to make us bear more? Do you want us to come on the footpath...to beg? remember, You too are now going to be a part of this family, So some part of our loss is to be shared equally with you, You are supposed to deal with that" His voice was rough and furious. And thats it, Tears started rolling down in a stream through her cheeks, The situation had turned in a way that was beyond her imagination. She nodded while she got her sense back, her self-conscious egoistic mind cursed her for coming there in search of this man. She was at loss for words that without muttering anything She stranded off, . . . Did My words hurt her? Why did she come? She should be happy as its her day, Her Roka, She should be happy that the betrothal had not come from my side, She should be happy that Its Om, no... Not Om.. Its supposed to be Me, Yes, According to the plan, She is going to be mine at the end, But why a sense of insecurity is not allowing my nerves to cool down, Yeah.. But Why does She always do such thing beyond my understanding that made my rage overtake me, I just lost my cool, no again I messed up it, I have to buckle everything up before I lose its hold. He thought for a while realising the aftermath of his outburst and left the Veranda. His eyes scanned all over the hall, to find her. But That was not going to be easy, Dear!
