👭THE REUNION👭

1.STRANGE🌠...

Annika was chasing a small girl of about two who was being dragged away by a bulky man. She was running recklessly all tired behind them. She tried pulling the man by his leg, but the man pushed her very hard. She fell onto the ground, injuring her knees.

"Stop, don't go. Please stop" She sobbed shouting, with all the might she had.

But no the man paid no heed to her. The little girl of about two who could speak nothing kept looking at her with tear filled eyes forwarding her little hands. Annika got up feebly with much difficulty and started running behind them again. But the man lifted the little girl got into a blue van and drove off.

"STOP please" She shouted but the van had already gone very far.

"Stop please! Please stop. Stop" Annika started begging sobbing bitterly.

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"Annika! Annika! Annika what happened? Wake up" this was a very concerned Shivaay trying to wake up an Annika who was mumbling fast asleep on the study table by the pool. Her head was buried very deep in the pages of her book and she had a pen attached to her messy bun.

"Annika" Shivaay called her out again very genuinely, stroking her head wiping away the beads of sweat on her face carefully.

As soon as Shivaay started stroking her hair, she calmed and the mumbling stopped. Shivaay smiled looking at his wife who could recognize him even when in deep sleep. 

He lifted his wife's head slowly, removed the pen from her hair and then took her carefully into his arms making sure he wasn't disturbing her sleep. He carried her into their bedroom, placed her on their bed and then covered her with the comforter. He then kissed her forehead with a very concerned smile and went to change for the night.

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Annika had started pursuing a fashion designing course which had been her dream from early days. She had wanted to finish it off and start working again without burdening herself on Shivaay. Shivaay had been angry at first coz Annika had referred to herself  as a "burden" on him but later he had understood what she really meant. She had wanted to be independent and who could support and understand her better than he, himself. So now Annika was enrolled in one of the leading institutes for fashion designing to pursue her degree.

She had been stressing herself too much for the past few days, stating that she wanted to be perfect and not disappoint Shivaay's trust on her. Hence she was working very hard and Shivaay couldn't reprimand her regarding it either. Annika was working hard to fulfil her dream and Shivaay was too proud of it, he supported her as much as he could but he was too worried for health.

She slept very late at night these days and was suffering from nightmares which made her mumble in her sleep at times or even made her scream at times. But when she woke up again she was back to normal focussing on her studies and became her chirpy self. She had narrated her night mare a few times to Shivaay about her running after a little girl. But the nightmare had become repetitive and Annika cared about it very less now stating that it was like a daily routine now.

But on the other side Shivaay was very worried, because he was the one who always witnessed how she mumbled at times with sweat beads all covering her body or how she screamed very loud. To top it Annika was suffering from severe headache for the past few days, Shivaay had wanted to visit the doctor for opinion but Annika shook it off stating that the doctors were useless and that she'd be fine with the decoction that her Pinky maa made.

Shivaay had badly wanted to take her to a psychologist coz he had been going through articles on the internet about his Annika's condition. The articles said that it could be due to stress and that a psychological therapy would be the best. But he didn't know how Annika would take it. Hence he was now trying out ways to cajole and convince his wife to come to the hospital with him for once, yes only and only for once. After all nothing in this world mattered to him more than his Annika's health and well being.

Shivaay now settled himself on bed besides his wife and switched off the night lamp engrossed  in very deep thoughts about his wife and about how he was gonna convince her to visit the psychologist for once. The last time Shivaay had asked her opinion on a psychologist, Annika had termed a psychologist as a doctor who treated  mentally unstable people and that had made shivaay a bit comprehensive. 

What if Annika thinks that he, her husband thought that she was mad? She'd be broken and that'd leave him, shivaay shattered. So here he was in a fix but wanting to make things right for his love. Shivaay simply couldn't  bear to see her headaches or the pain that she underwent when she had that one, same repeated  nightmare.

"Shivaay did you have your dinner?" Annika whispered in her sleepy voice moving close to Shivaay and hugging him. This brought Shivaay back to the present from his trailing thoughts.

"Annika I had everything you sleep" Shivaay replied stroking her hair.

"Good night Shivaay" Annika mumbled in her sleepy babyish voice intertwining her legs with his.

"Love you Annika. Sleep now" Shivaay replied hugging her tight.

How was he going to solve and understand what was happening with his wife, his life? He absolutely didn't understand. Only time could be the best healer and answer to all his questions now...

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