Keerthi glared at her husband."Help me stock up the fridge if you want any food."

"Are you hungry?"

"Why?"

Vikram shrugged,helping his wife as she set their fridge.

"Vikram", Keerthi scolded when her husband hugged her from behind after they were done.

"Sweetheart?Stop shouting",he kissed his wife's neck, pulling the thin strap of her shoulder down.

"You are not even helping me. And you are disturbing me on top of that."

Vikram shook his head,"Nobody asked you to do everything in a single day. Hire someone or something."

"For what? Arranging our clothes and inner wear?", Keerthi barked.

Vikram walked to his wife, picking her in his arms, ignoring her...