One Umbrella
That Day. We got caught in a downpour. And to our luck we were just carrying one umbrella. She took charge of holding the umbrella while we walked side by side, under it, holding hands through the streets of Mumbai. "Ah! the gentlewoman in her"
By the time we reached home, She was half-soaked. "What the hell, Tarika ! You could have covered both of us or atleast tried ? The Umbrella was big enough. I'm sorry I was focusing on reaching home early, it's just that case..." I was angry on myself for focusing on something else and not her.
"It's okay Abhijeet, I just wanted to make sure you don't get drenched. You could have got cold or fever maybe" Her face quickly turned into a puppy face.
"What if you get a cold now ? Are you a superwoman ?" I huffed and then smiled.
"That I am" She giggled "Anyways, You are there, no ? Just take care of me, okay ?" Her grin grew wider.
"Alright, lemme take care of you" I picked her up in my arms and walked towards the bedroom.
A/N : Written from Abhijeet's point of view.