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Scene: Malhotra Mansion, 5 months after Shraman's confession

It had been five months since Shravan and Suman had confessed their love for each other. Their days were filled with deepening affection, each moment drawing them closer. Life was smooth, and they were blissfully in love.

One week, the Malhotra clan was in Chandigarh, leaving Shravan and Suman behind in Delhi. Shravan had concocted an epic excuse to stay behind, and Suman, of course, refused to go anywhere without him.

Scene: Shravan's Office

One day during this week, Shravan was at his office, looking for a file perched on a shelf far above his towering height. As he stretched, the chair wobbled, and he tumbled to the floor with a loud crash. Gauri, his intern, witnessed the entire incident.

Gauri: "Shravan sirrrrrrr!"

Shravan: (groaning) "Aaah, Gauri, please help. This sprain and my bruised head are spinning my mind."

Gauri, not knowing what to do in such a situation, quickly decided to call the one person she knew could handle it: Suman, or Mrs. Shravan Malhotra as she fondly thought of her.

Gauri: (panicking) "Sumo dii, Sumo dii!"

Suman: "Haan, Gauri, bol."

Gauri: "Aap kaha ho?"

Suman: "PCT."

Gauri: "Jaldi se office aajao, please! Shravan sir ko bahut gehri chot aayi hai. Mujhse handle nahi ho raha hai, please."

Suman: "Kyaaaa? Shravan ko chot kaise, kab, kaha..."

Gauri: "Dii, please yaar, apna interrogations baadmein karna. Bring the first aid kit faster!"

Suman dashed to Shravan's office, which was conveniently close to her beloved PCT, with a first aid kit in hand.

Suman: (shouting as she enters) "Shravan!"

Shravan, hearing her voice, thought, "Siyaapaa ho gaya," while Gauri sighed in relief.

Gauri: "Thank God, dii aap aayi. Aab sambhalo apne patidev ko. Mujhe court jaana hai. Sir case toh laad nahi payenge, aab mujhe hi ladna parega naa."

Gauri hurried to her scooter and sped towards the court, leaving Suman to care for Shravan.

Suman entered Shravan's office, tears glistening in her eyes. She sat beside him and gently touched his forehead, examining his injuries.

Suman: "Thappad khane ka bada shauk hai tumhe. Kya zarurat thi upar chadhne ki? Ek toh pehle se Kutub Minar ho, aur upar se file tak haath hi nahi pahucha..."

Shravan: (trying to smile) "Sumooo... Bass thodi si toh chot lagi hai."

Suman: "Shravan, seriously? Thodi si bolte ho tum issey? Haan?" (pointing at his forehead, then his knees, and then his sprained leg)

Suman carefully cleaned his wounds and applied ointment. As she worked, she scolded him lovingly, tears occasionally escaping her eyes.

Suman: "Tumhe samajh mein nahi aata, Shravan? Agar kuch serious ho jata toh? Tumhara kya hota aur mera kya hota?"