Shakti wake up as her alarm buzz, still she is not able to open her eyes fully. Her mind travels to last evening were she heard Mrs. Senior Singh mentioning about her son demise or Ankur's father. She had heard that things many a times ago but what was new that Ankur had break to no repair.
He had been only working, being an introvert from start he was not able to communicate his grief to anyone. Ankur had always fear of losing his near ones and so he had stop building any relationship with anyone.
He had stop socializing and would talk minimum as and where required. While Shakti was remembering all this talks her nostrils smell some fragrance.
Her sleep had die because of alarm buzzing but as her nose was unable to recognise the fragrance she at once sat on bed still yawning.
She was stunned to witnessed that was happening. She slightly bend and look at the ground were she saw only petals. "WHITE ROSE " petals was spread in the whole room.
There were bouquets of white roses arrange from the bed to the door of the room where Ankur was standing a YELLOW ROSE in his hand.
Shakti got down from the bed and started walking towards Ankur. She stood 2 steps away from Ankur folding her hand and raising her eyebrows towards upwards.
Ankur smiled at her and put forward that yellow rose towards his darling wife. Shakti never expected something this kind of morning surprise from her husband. This most unromantic person on earth could never do that.
Shakti looked in Ankur's eyes and saw only love for her. She closed her eyes and Ankur grabbed her right hand and gave a feathering kiss on her hand. He then brought himself more closer to her and kissed her forehead with more love.
Shakti hugged him and tears ran down her eyes without breaking the hug Ankur confessed "I LOVE YOU".
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The confession was left and so here it's done.
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