K *excited*: Aaj match he India ka! Isiliye me jaldi bhi aaya hu!

N *smirks*: Toh isliye jaldi aaye ho tum!

K *excitedly*: Haa! Aaj toh aaramse pura match dekhunga! Aur waise bhi aaj me bohot thak bhi gaya hu toh sorry jaan!

Kartik kisses on her forehead & goes to the living room.

Naira was in full mood for an outing, she thinks to herself: Kuch toh karna padega Naira! Soch kuch!

She changes into short white dress, sprays on a nice perfume & hair into a messy bun. She peeps into the living room & finds Kartik keenly watching the match. She goes & sits next to him on the couch.

K: Naira tum match dekhne ke liye itni tayyarr hui ho?! Change karna hi thi toh India ko support karne ke liye blue pehenti!

Naira looks at Kartik in disbelief. She thinks to herself: Kartik ke bache! Tum bas dekhte jao, aaj toh me dekhti hu tum match kaise dekhte ho.

To entice Kartik, she opens her bun, lets her hair loose & flips her hair from one side to other. Kartik doesn't even turn his gaze away from the match.

Naira then spreads her bare legs long on the center table & pulls up her socks slowly trying to draw Kartik's attention.

N *dramatically pulling up her socks*: Kartik achanak se thand bohot badh gayi he na!

Kartik doesn't even look at Naira. Instead with his eyes still fixed on the T.V., he utters: Haa toh thand toh lagegi hi na aise dress pehen ke baithogi toh. Jao jaake aapne thermals pehen lo nai toh bimar ho jaogi.

N: Nai! Me theek hu

K *looks at Naira and caresses her chin* : Arre pehen lo na jaan

N *irritated*: Mujhe nai pehen na

K *smirks & again looks back towards the T.V* : Theek he mat peheno

Naira shifts more closer to Kartik, she puts her left arm around his arm, rests her head on his shoulder & fondles her fingers slowly on his hands.

N *huskily*: Kartikkk tum..

Before Naira could complete Kartik abruptly moves Naira's head, jumps on his place , releases his arm from Naira, puts them into air & yells: Catch it!!

After a few seconds, he looks towards Naira & utters in disappointment: Shitt yaar!! Dekha tumne, itna easy catch miss kar diya.

Naira is clueless, she just fake smiles. Kartik again turns his gaze towards the T.V. Even after a couple of failed attempts, Naira was all set for yet another try.

She goes to the main electric board & puts off the main switch leaving the house in a complete black out.

Kartik yells from the living room: Nairaaaa! Kaha ho tum? Jaha bhi ho hilna mat aur apna haath sambhalna! Me aa raha hu!

Kartik comes to the main electric board.

K: Ye achanak kya hua?? Naira tumne electricity bill pay kiya tha na?

N *casually*: Haa kar diya tha!

Kartik scans the electric board for a while & then manages to put on the main switch. Naira is annoyed & just rolls her eyes when the lights lit.

K *suspiciously*: Nairaaaa

N: Hmmm

K: Ye tumne kiya tha?

N *looks here & there*: Nai, me kyu karungi aisa?

K: Naira sach batana, idhar kyu aayi thi fir?

N *stammers*: Me...Me bhi yehi dekhne aayi thi ki aise achanak se lights kaise chali gayi!

Kartik spins Naira & backhugs her.

K *teasingly* : Acha! Pakka na?

N: Hmmm

K: Tum agar ye sab karne hi wali thi toh atleast ache se pura plan karke karti na *Kartik winks*

N *acts innocent*: Kya bol rahe ho tum? Konsa plan!

K: Acha konsa plan! Batau me?!

Naira tries to release his hands wrapped around her but instead Kartik tightens his grip. He starts giving fishy kisses on her ear.

K: Ab bhaag kyu rahi ho? Tumhe toh yehi karna tha na?

N *eye roll*: Kya? Mujhe kuch nai karna....

Kartik sniffs her neck & places a kiss on her shoulder.

K: Toh fir ye dress aur ye mera favourite perfume kyu?

N *fumbles*: Vo vo....

K *moves his fingers over her thighs*: Fir vo hair flip aur ye apne sexy sexy legs kyu dikha rahi thi....

Naira with her elbows punches Kartik in his stomach & releases herself.

N: Matlab tumhe sab samaj raha tha fir bhi mujhe pareshan kar rahe the na...

Kartik quickly pulls her closer & wraps his hands around her waist with her hands on his chest. He puts her hair strands behind her ears & looks straight into her eyes.

K: Jaan, tumhari aise koi cheez nai he jo me miss kardu! Mera dhyaan hamesha se sirf tum par hi he aur hamesha sirf tum pe hi rahega! Aur tumhari ye jo chamakti aankhe he na isme mujhe sab kuch dikh jaata he..

Kartik leans in & kisses both her eyes, both her cheeks & moves towards her lips, but she turns her face sideways.

N *annoyed*: Jao tum, apna match dekho na! Dinner pe toh jaana nai he tumhe!

She releases herself & moves towards their room. Kartik runs behind her & catches her in a backhug.

K: Tum ye sab drama kar sakti ho lekin sedhe se bata nai sakti na dinner ke liye!

N: Mene tumhe room me pucha toh tha...

K *interupts*: Toh tabhi bolti na tumhara itna mann he...

N: Kyu ye aankho me nai dikha tumhe! Ye sab baat sirf makhan lagane ke liye he... * Naira smirks😏*

Kartik unwraps his hands and faces her, his hands clenching her shoulders.

K *in an upset tone*: Tum sachi aisa sochti ho?

N vents out : Haa toh tumhe nai pata ki itne time se me ghar pe hi hu, kither bahar nai gayi toh mera mann hota hoga isiliye mene pucha! Hum sunday ko bhale hi hospital ke liye bahar nikle the toh kitna acha laga tha, aur tabhi bhi mene pucha tha, tabhi bhi tumne mana kiya tha. Aur toh aur doctor ne bhi bola na I'm better fir bhi...

K *angrily*: Pehli baat toh ye ki doctor ne bola ek week aur dhyaan rakhna he, dusri baat mene mana nai kiya, mene sirf bola hum next week chalenge...

N *in a slightly higher tone*: Par aaj jaane me kya problem thi, doctor ne sirf dhyaan rakhne ko bola he vo me rakh leti....

K: Tum..

N *interupts with a high tone*: Kartikkkk! Mujhe na ab ghar pe jail jaisa lagta he aur tum yaha ke jailor! Aisa lagta he tumhe mujhe torture karne me bohot maza aata he, pura din bas ghar pe lock karke rakho aur fir vo tumhara faltu ka healthy healthy khana khilao...

Before Naira could complete, Kartik walks out from there without uttering a word. He goes to the living room while a tear escapes his wattery eyes. He quickly wipes his tear & blankly stares at the ongoing match on the T.V.