Shourya PoV:

I went to my princess, Diya. She is folding blanket. Now she recovered from fever. I hugged her from back and kissed her.

"Shourya, now a days you are becoming so romantic. Leave me."

"Yes these days, it's becoming tough for me to control, baby. I hope soon you will be all mine, " I said placing few more kisses on her back.

"What are you talking, Shourya?"

"Diya, I can't leave you anymore. I want you. I already booked tickets to Malaysia for our honey moon. Finally, you must accept it. After all I am your husband," I said pretending anger.

"But, Shourya, I am not yet...