" Sara I am leaving now and will be back with ice cream and my wife." Rahul said.

He took the ice cream duty as they all love a ice cream place .

It was 3:30 when Ragul left. I sat in the hall watching some tv.

Kartik was asusual punctual and he reached the house at 4:30.

" hey hubby." I said opening the door.

He just hugged me so tightly.

"Oh oh , what happened Kartik ??" I asked him.

"I just missed you." He said.

"I missed you too ." I replied back.

"Heard you went to my home and baked a cake." Kartik said.

"Someone gave you the wrong information, I even made a milk sweet." I said smiling.

"How come I am the unlucky guy who didn't get to see it." He said feeling sad.

"I will make a cake when ever we meet in our house." I said to make him smile.

"Sara ,it's a long process and I can't waste our time together by letting you do a cake." He pouted.

" it's just take max 5 mins baby, don't you trust me ??" I asked him.

" really ??" He asked.

"Yes come on ." I said pulling him to the kitchen.

I took a  box which I brought from my home . 'Good thing you brought this.' My inner voice said to me.

I took two mugs and placed .

"Seriously Sara ??" Kartik said me.

"Kartik, it's trending thing. Have you not heard of mug cake. So just stand back and watch me." I said .

I mixed all purpose flour, baking soda, baking powder, sugar, salt. In the mug and went to take a fork and milk.

When I was poring butter into the mixture I saw a hand holding my waist.

I smile when Kartik kept his head on my shoulders and watching me cooking.

How I wish it can be true all day.

I mixed it well and added chocolate and placed in the microwave for 2 minutes.

I went to take the ice cream and I could still see Kartik in the same position.

"I don't mind the cuddle Kartik but I couldn't move around with you like this." I said.

"It's just watching you cook makes me feel like you are normal wife who loves to cook for his husband." He said and stopped as he thought he said something wrong.

"It's okay Kartik, there is nothing wrong. Even you cuddling me makes me thing we are normal people without paparazzi following us or our lives is always displayed to the public." I said.

"Yes." He said kissing my cheeks.

"End end ." Microwave shouted that our mug cake is ready to eat.

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