Episode # 53:- (Never mess with me ever again.)
"Mickey Mouse," Sanskar called in a soft tone while coming near her. Swara looked above from Ronit's embrace and found him standing near her with a guilty face. "You are very bad, I'll not talk to you," Swara said in a crying tone and ran upstairs.
"Swara, you are sick, please don't run like this," Sanskar said from behind, but she ignored him. Sanskar took a deep breath and while eying his family who was chuckling on seeing his state went behind her. He came inside the room and found her lying on the floor above her teddy.
A smile came on his lips, and making no noise came towards her. He can easily hear her sniffing sound. "I'm sorry, please forgive me," Sanskar said while keeping his head over hers.
"No," Swara said in a muffled voice as her face was into the fur of her bear. "Please," Sanskar said in a soft tone and encircled his arms around her waist. Swara shook her head and tried to remove his hands, but Sanskar made his grip tight around her.
"Leave me, I'm angry with you," Swara said in an angry voice. Sanskar who heard this held his laughter and got up from the floor with Swara in his arms. "You are angry?" Sanskar asked, and Swara punched his chest.
"Leave me, you Dracula," she said and tried to come out of his arms, but Sanskar lay her down on the bed. Swara who saw this tried to get up, but before that, only Sanskar came above her.
"Sorry," Sanskar said while caging her in his arms and pecked her lips. Swara made a face and punched his chest again. "No," she said, and Sanskar started peppering kisses all over her face. A giggle escaped from her mouth because his lips were cold against her cheeks.
"Your fever is getting high," Sanskar said while kissing her forehead and grabbing the thermometer from the side table. Swara after hearing this made a face and dug her face in his neck.
"Love," Sanskar said and showed her the thermometer. Swara opened her mouth, and Sanskar, with a smile, kept it in her mouth. He settled down with her in his lap. Swara kept her head over his shoulder, and Sanskar started gazing at the wall clock.
After a minute, he checked her temperature, and it was high. He gave a narrow look to Swara, who with a pout hid her face again in his neck. Sanskar took a deep breath and wrapped his arms around her.
"I'm sorry for scaring you today," Sanskar said and kissed her forehead from the side. "Never do this ever again, please," Swara said in a low voice. "Never," Sanskar replied.
"So, now it's the time for your medicine," Sanskar said. He grabbed the medicine from the side table. Swara made a whinnying sound, but Sanskar ignored her and kept the tablets in her hand.
Swara while making a face gulped it down and drank the water. Sanskar, who was gazing at her, noticed that she was wearing his sweater. "I never knew that my sweater would look so good on you," Sanskar said, and Swara with a smile settled down properly in his lap.
"What will you do now? I mean, your rival has stolen your project," Swara asked and looked towards his face. Sanskar shook his head with a small smile and said, "I'll look into this matter, you just take care of yourself," he said and kissed her cheek.
Swara kept gazing at him, "You love us, but it doesn't mean that you have to stay strong all the time. I know you are ten years older than me, but then also you are not even 29. If we look from the other side, then many people are there of your age who don't even know the real meaning of life. If you want me to enjoy my life, then you should also sometimes behave like a person of your age," Swara said.
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