Author's pov
Anirudh was laying down on the bed and faking to be in pain. Maithali was watching him from a distant. She felt very bad for him. For her it's he who saved her modesty without caring about his own life.
"Anirudh may I come in?" Maithali asked after a long debate with herself.
Anirudh smirked mentally because he knew that she was standing there for a long time.
"yes Maithali please come. It's your house you don't have to ask my permission to come here," Anirudh said and tried to sit up but moaned in pain basically faked it.
Maithali ran towards him and helped him to sit up properly.
"who told you to sit up on your own? See how much pain you felt. If you will ask me to help you nothing will happen," Maithali scolded him like a mother scolds his child.
"ok I will not do a
