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Two months later…

Sunday, At 9am.

Varun placed his hands on the bed and searched for Maya. He usually wakes up seeing her asleep peacefully whose legs will be on his legs or on thighs. He midrise in bed just to see if she was in bathroom but she wasn’t there. He shouted,” Maya.”

He heard the voice back,” Varun, I am in kitchen.”

He smiled and got up to refresh himself. He was still in his night suit wearing 3/4th khaki color shorts and was a white vest. He then went to see Maya in kitchen who was full of sweaty and still wearing her white 3/4th shorts and pink sleeveless top. She was trying to get rid of the dosa from the pan but was unsuccessful as it got stuck into it.

Varun saw her and spoke,” Hey Big Rock, Why are you fighting with this dosa pan?”

She saw him with a sarcastic look and said,” I tried to make this for breakfast but this always gets stuck. I hate dosa’s.”

Varun smiled at her and went behind her then hugged her from behind. He placed his hands on her midriff and the other he placed on her hands holding the skillet then slowly placed his head on her collar bone.

Maya said,” Varun, I am sorry. Let me try again.”