Shivaay and Annika reached Shivaay's flat late that night. Shivaay applied the brakes of his car, stopped the car and looked at Annika who was fast asleep on the seat. Shivaay didn't know what to do or how to wake her up, he really felt awkward.
He tried calling her, he whispered "Annika we have reached" but he got no response
"Doctor we have reached" he tried again but no she didn't respond. He then slowly tapped her shoulder almost unwillingly but no she was fast asleep still. He didn't know what to do, it was already late and it was growing cold too, but his newly wedded wife didn't even seem to acknowledge his very presence or her whereabouts either, She was fast asleep. He finally decided against his will to carry her in, yes carry her. So He got off the car, went to her side of the door, opened it and with much awkwardness and negligence was about to carry her in. Alas but he couldn't. "Ouch" he shouted.
Annika had been fast asleep but when someone's hands had reached her waist she had got startled and punched that someone's stomach hard. She had always been like that. But she was shocked to hear the "ouch" sound that followed, realization stuck her, she had punched her newly wedded husband.
"Sorry shivaay" she got off the car shouting. But shivaay paid no attention to her, he was still holding his stomach tightly with both his hands giving an unbearably in pain expression. She felt sorry and didn't know what to do?
"Let me look into it" she said moving closer giving a worried expression. She was startled, she herself was a doctor but today she felt awkward and she didn't know why. But she was shocked at what he did next, he started laughing like a maniac saying "I was just playing around Annika, Its ok, I'm not that weak".
Oops he was joking and playing around with her. But how was she to respond to it. She didn't understand , she stood there smiling awkwardly again.
"I won't feel bad if you laugh a bit doctor" shivaay said smiling.
"No I'm fine like that" she said smiling, moving towards the car to remove her luggage. Shivaay went forward "ill take it in" he said taking the suitcase from her hand.
"No I'd do it, I'm better off like that" she said taking back the suitcase from him and shivaay had to give in.
"Whats the number of the flat and in which block is it in?" Annika asked him moving forward carrying her baggage.
"64, block number D" he said and she walked off towards it.
Shivaay stood there looking curiously at this woman whom he had married. She looked unaffected and seemed as if she didn't want to mingle with anybody. She seemed not interested in his company and she looked as if she didn't mind his talks. But who behaves like that with anybody yaar. Not that he wanted to mingle with her either, neither did he want her attention. He was forced to marry her too by his mother. But why did he think of her so much. Was he affected by her he thought. No his mind counter attacked. If she didn't mind him, he'd too not mind her. He made up his mind and walked towards his abode. He received a phone call when he was climbing up the staircase.
"Yes mom we've reached safe" he spoke over the phone.
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Annika was already standing at the door of the flat waiting for him with folded hands. She was staring at the night sky, or perhaps it was what it appeared like to shivaay at least. But Annika was thinking about this new challenge named Marriage that life had thrown at her.
"Excuse me Annika if you don't mind would you please open the door" shivaay asked her forwarding the key, breaking annika out of her trailing thoughts.
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FanficRanked #931 in LOVE out of 140k+ stories as on 10 July 2018. Two individuals who are not interested in the institution of marriage are forced into it by their parents. How would they cope up, how'd love develop between them.