Simmi woke up after a quick nap, after the love making and not found Samrat in the room.

She got a shower, change and walked down to see Samrat was arranging the dining table.

“Sammy, what’s going on, may I help you?” Simmi asked and held his chest from behind in a back hug.

Samrat pulled her forward from arms and kissed her forehead. “It’s alright; I was only heating up the breakfast made by you. Now sit and eat.”

Samrat served breakfast for both, with hot chocolate for his kiddo wife and black coffee for himself.

Just then Marc and Silvia came and Marc hurried to help Samrat.

“Doctor...