Annika gets to know about Shivaay.

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After crying hardly that night, sunlight shimmers brightly into the window of the second room. Annika gets waken up by the bright sunlight peeking into her eyes. With swollen and puff eyes, she woke up. She realizes she is at new place, new atmosphere and new comfort zone. She has to adapt with the place. This place seems to be new and has already given her a bitter moment on her first day. She goes into the kitchen. Annika slowly looks into the first room, unopened. It's shivaay's room.

Annika pov.
Why door is unopened yet? Is he still sleeping? Is He already waken up? He got to go work right? What do I care about him? When he doesn't even care on me! He was very enjoying with that Ragini isn't! Where is she? Might have gone or still in his room? Ahhh.. what do I care?

She goes into the kitchen. After stumbling with few cabinet doors, she finally knows where is the coffee powder, sugar, glass and milk. She prepares a coffee for herself. Slowly, the first room door gets opened. Shivaay with pale face, face down, corrects his tuck in shirt, buttons up his cuff then he looks up to Annika in the kitchen.

Shivaay pov
What's she doing in kitchen? She is also early morning riser. I just don't know what to talk, do with her. It's completely strange after all, as I get married to a girl, where she is my wife but she doesn't want to share a room with me doing her own things at the kitchen. I am completely thinking  whether how to talk? What to talk? What's her impression on this marriage, house or on me ? Did she get enough sleep? Her face doesn't seem like she gets enough rest.

After a long sigh, he moves into the kitchen. She avoids his gaze and glare. Annika thinks whether she should prepare breakfast for him or not? Being a wife, it's a part of her new responsibility now to prepare breakfast for her husband. What to do? Does he expect breakfast from her? Whatever, where is that Ragini? Let she prepares for him! What do I care? She makes a cup of coffee and wants to leave the kitchen.

Shivaay: Annnika...

Annika stops her way but she doesn't turn towards him.

Shivaay: nothing, today Dadi will get discharged. If can, you may get her back home later.

Annika: hmm

Shivaay: and , just wanna inform that I might get late tonight as I have on call

Annika: why do you inform me this? Isn't Ragini supposed to know about this? After all, you enjoyed with her companion last night he na? Inform her if not she would come today also. Don't let Dadi shame on you!

Shivaay gets hurt when hearing Annika's taunt. Doesn't know whether she purposely or not hurt him with words as does she know about him?  He gets sad to see Annika mistakens about Ragini's presence. He stumbles for right word to explain but Annika is already get into her room and shuts the door. He is okay too see Annika distances herself from him, but she mistakens him. He gets so low. He has no mood to have breakfast even to sip a cup of coffee , he just leaves the house with heavy hearted and empty stomach.

Annika 's pov
I am feeling guilty for not atleast offering a cup of coffee to him. Atleast should have asked him what would he want to eat. Don't I  behave so rude with him? After all, it's his wish to be with whoever he wants. What should I be concerned about him? Didn't I clearly tell him not to expect anything from this marriage. So I should be happy to see he distances himself from me, but why, something is troubling me now? I shouldn't be so rude to him. He just wants casually inform me just now. Oh shit.. I should be sorry with him. Okay, now let me make breakfast and bring to Dadi.

Annika brings breakfast which she made bread toast and milk for Dadi.  While she gets ready, she fills her partition with a pinch of vermillion and she looks the image reflection of her mangalsutra on mirror. She stares herself on mirror. Everything is changed in her life. Her appearance.
Dadi welcomes Annika with a wide smile. Finally there is someone to take care of Dadi after billu.

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