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She woke up on the bed in her room, with Randhir beside her, caressing her hair, a concerned expression still on his face. Somya was on the other side of her, looking nervous too.
"Mommy," Somya gasped, when Sanyukta's eyes opened.
Sanyukta's eyes were filled with tears as she saw her daughter in another light completely - the light that she saw her in before she gave birth to her son.
"Somya come here," she whispered, and Somya leaned into her mother, lying on Sanyukta's chest. "I love you sweetheart... I love you so much."
She rubbed her daughter's back soothingly as Randhir watched with awe.
"Are you okay?" he asked her, touching her forehead to ensure she was not having a fever.
"I'm more than okay Randhir," Sanyukta said, a small smile on her lips. "I remember everything."
Randhir looked at her with shock.
"Remember what?" Somya asked, and Sanyukta smiled.
"I remember how much I love my family," Sanyukta answered.
Somya shrugged and continued to rest on top of her mother.
"Why did you pass out?" Somya asked her.
"I guess I had the shock of a lifetime," Sanyukta answered with a small giggle, looking up into Randhir's eyes.
It was like she was looking at her husband in a different light as well - she had lost her memory, yet he was so patient and loving with her.
"Yeah I knew this was going to happen," Somya replied with a wide smile. "Daddy showed me what he was going to show you... and he asked me to help him!"
"Wow Somya, you helped him with the presentation?" Sanyukta asked, surprised. "Really?"
Somya sat up on the bed and nodded gleefully.
"Me and Ishika mommy," Somya answered and Sanyukta laughed - of course, so that was what this had been about.
Randhir had been planning a surprise for their anniversary, which was why he had been taking phone calls away from her, and staying longer away from home.
"Thank you," she said, reaching out to pat Somya's head.
"Somya, go to your room now, your mommy needs to rest," Randhir said, and Sanyukta glared at him, knowing what he was sending her away for.
"But daddy," Somya wailed, "I want to stay with mommy!"
"She can stay with me," Sanyukta said firmly.
"No she can't. She has school tomorrow and she needs to sleep," Randhir replied, just as firmly.
Somya pouted and got up.
"I'm going to change. I'll be back to say good night," she responded, and then walked out of the room grumpily.
Randhir locked the door as soon as she left, and sat on the bed, next to Sanyukta's lying figure.
"I know what you're up to," she warned.
"What?" Randhir asked, trying to sound innocent.
She sat up on the bed and smiled before hugging him tightly. She wasn't even able to be mad at him for a short while.
"I remember everything Randhir. You handled me with so much love and care," she said to him, holding him as close to her as she could. "Thank you so much. I love you."
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Randhir smiled, burying his face in her neck, holding her as tightly as he could too... he couldn't believe that her memory really came back. He loved her without her memory too, but now that she remembered everything, it felt perfect.
"I should receive some payment in return," Randhir teased when she thanked him for loving her and caring for her throughout her memory loss, "I mean, all of this doesn't come free."
Sanyukta broke the hug and then slapped his arm. He glanced down at her lips and she smiled.
"Somya will be back," Sanyukta whispered, as he grabbed her hands and brought them to his lips, kissing them softly.
"The door's locked," he murmured in response, and Sanyukta blushed.
"Hey we can't lock her out," Sanyukta whispered.
Randhir placed her hands on his shoulders and then wrapped his arms around her waist, bringing his lips to her ear.
"It's our anniversary," he whispered, "You can't escape me today."
"Randhir," she said, but he had already dipped his head into her neck, planting soft kisses there, making her stomach perform somersaults. "Oh... oh..."
She was moaning now and Randhir was getting more turned on as he sucked on the base of her neck. His Sanyukta was back completely... what more could he want?
Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Randhir let go of her. Sanyukta was breathless and so was he.
"Shit," he murmured.
Sanyukta smiled and was about to get up, when Randhir grabbed her hand to stop her.
"I'll go," he said to her and then got up and opened the door.
Somya was standing there in her pyjama's.
"Who's going to tuck me in?" Somya asked.
"Me," Sanyukta replied, and stood up.
"You should rest," Randhir pointed out, and Sanyukta shook her head.
"No," she replied. "I'm fine... anyways, you'll let me rest after I put her to sleep."
"Yeah right," he muttered under his breath and she giggled.
"Come sweetheart, let's go to sleep," Sanyukta said, and lead Somya out of the room, leaving Randhir there alone.
He was missing her already.
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By the time Sanyukta came back in the room, Randhir was pacing back and forth in anticipation. He nearly smacked himself. Why was he behaving so nervously? It was like he had just gotten married and tonight was his first night.
Randhir finally got his wife back though... and while he had been making love to Sanyukta, it never felt complete like it had felt before her memory loss.
The reason was because Sanyukta hadn't been complete. There was always something or another holding her back, preventing herself from giving herself fully, so while the act itself was satisfying, it was not that blissful experience that he used to have with her.
Finally, she entered the room and upon noticing that Randhir looked frantic, she smiled. She closed the door behind her and locked it before approaching him.
"Why are you pacing?" she asked, placing her hands on his shoulders.
"Nothing," he said, but she seemed to see right through him.
Sanyukta reached up and wiped sweat off his brow.
"Really? You look nervous," Sanyukta pointed out.
"I am," he told her, and took her hand, before bringing her wrist to his lips and kissing it.
"Why?" she asked him.
"Don't ask me... it happens when your wife looks so beautiful," he murmured.
Sanyukta smiled widely and smacked his arm with her free hand. Randhir continued to plant kisses on her forearm.
"I guess it's because it's part of us to feel anxious from time to time," he told her, and let go of her arm.
She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly, burying her face in his chest.
"Of course, we're humans," Sanyukta told him softly.
"The important thing is to not let it get to you," Randhir continued and stroked her hair as he held her to him. "The second most important thing is I want to make love to you... you took too long in Somya's room."
Sanyukta broke the hug and glared at him - how to turn such a serious conversation into a joke, one could learn from him.
"I don't want to," she said simply.
She was teasing him, because it was so much fun to see his reaction. She really wanted to get close to him too... it had been too long since she made love to him with her complete self, with her complete memories, with her complete love.
"You can't say that today," he said, and hugged her tightly, burying his face in her neck. "It's our anniversary."
"I don't care, I don't want to," she told him with a smirk.
"You have no idea how crazy you are going to make me if you say no," he whispered into her neck, his breath tickling the soft skin.
"I would like to see," she teased.
"Sanyukta," he groaned.
"Randhir," she mimicked.
"God you'll kill me," he said, and then let go of her. "Fine."
Sanyukta waited for a few moments, as he got in bed, looking dejected. He lay down under the covers.
Finally, she sighed loudly.
"Since I pity you, maybe I'll make love to you," she told him.
"Then come here," he said, holding his arms out for her to crawl into.
She smiled and got under the covers as well, lying down in his arms, and he just held her to him for a few moments.
"You know, I knew you were going to do that," he told her with a smirk.
"I know," she replied, and then inhaled his scent, allowing it to take over her senses like a drug.
This addicting drug named Randhir Singh Shekhawat, was one she never wanted to stop being addicted to.
Randhir caressed her hair as she lay in his arms, hearing his heartbeat. Even after all these years, she could swear that his heart continued to beat to the rhythm of her name. 
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