"How dare you crash into my car?" roared a voice, his voice.
This man he doesn't even have some manners to help others. He is shouting at me when I am on the ground bleeding. He didn't even stop he went on ranting god knows what.
"Do you know what m...
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Abhi was tired from chasing Diya; Abhi realized that the most difficult task was to feed the children. They can be devil's spawn, they will make us work hard for the tasks and his daughter was being like that at that moment.
"Diya just one more spoon," Abhi begged his daughter and was tailing her. But Diya was not done, she was in full mood to throw a tantrum.
"No dada, tummy full." Diya placed her hands over her stomach.
"One last spoon, after this we will go and meet your mama." Abhi tried using the last card, and much to his disbelief it worked.
"Fast dada, I go and see mama." Abhi feed her the last spoon and scowled at her.
Diya noticed his expression and tugged his pants; Abhi sighed and knelt in front of her.
"Why owlin?" Abhi looked at her puzzled; he was trying to understand the words she spoke.
"What is it, baby?" Diya tapped her finger on the v between his eyebrows.
Abhi laughed at that, he just could not control his laughter. Now it was Diya's turn to scowl at her father. Abhi controlled his laughter and tried to please his now angry daughter.
"Now why are you scowling?" Diya turned her face in the opposite direction. Abhi sighed but there was a small smile on his face. He turned her face towards him.
"If you tell me why you are scowling, I will tell you my reason." Diya looked at his face and nodded her head agreeing.
"I angwry cause you laugh me. You big, you teach me not laugh on me." She stated and sighed as if he was a lost cause.
"You dipant (disappoint) me." She placed her hands on her hips, a thing she leaned and started doing more after watching Avni.
Abhi held his ears and bent his head ready to apologize to his daughter.
"Sorry baby, dada did not want to make you sad. I was just thinking of something and then I found you cute trying to say difficult words, I laughed at your cuteness. I will never do that again, will you forgive your dada?"
Diya looked lost in her thoughts; she was staring at the ground for a moment. Abhi was finding the total incident amusing but still kept his sad face on.
Diya looked at his face, her face was now mixed with sadness and anxiety. She slowly placed her hands on his hand with which he caught his ears.
"It is okay, dada. You no say sowry." Abhi smiled at the words and kissed her forehead in reply. He was about to stand when he felt her hands on his shirt tugging him down.
"No no, you tell me why you owlin?" Abhi sighed at the demand.
He knelt in his previous position, held her close, and observed her face. She was like a mirror image of him. Her stubbornness, anger everything in her was from him.
