They once uttered, 'You are my asset,
so we are taking so much care'.
He asked, 'Don't you love me'?
They answered with silent smile.
Years later-
they were scolding her,
'You won't let him to do his office work'.
He replied, 'She is ready to die for me...
there is no scope of overtime and extra money...'.
He left with her.
Never returned.
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