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Part 31
Compassionate love

Micky really wanted to slip a slipper on aman's head. He was clearly a hooligan. When she returned to the room, Micky took a deep breath. Her whole body was hot, as if she was still rethinking aman's kiss. What was she thinking about?

She obviously hated aman but she still got stuck by his tricks. She must have been foolish.
After taking a bath, Micky was wiping her hair while someone knocked outside. Arha shouted, "Mummy, can I sleep with you tonight?"
It was arha, and Micky opened the door without hesitation. But she didn't expect that aman in pajamas also stood behind him and looked at her with a smile.

"Why are you here?" Micky asked warily.
Arha said innocently, "It was me who brought Daddy here. I want to sleep with you two. The children in the kindergarten tell me that Daddy and Mummy have to sleep together. In this way, I can have a little sister.

Micky didn't know whether to laugh or cry for arha's cuteness. Arha first climbed into bed and rolled. Aman said innocently, "I often follow arha."
"You need to sleep on arha's side, and I will sleep on the other side. You can't cross the line."
Micky warned aman in order to avoid him of being hooligan.
"Okay."aman frowned.
Micky slept on the right side of the bed and aman slept on the left side. Arha was in the middle. Fortunately, the bed is large enough for three people to sleep on. Micky was afraid to lie next to aman so she lay on the extreme edge of the bed with her back to aman.
"You can move inside a little bit. Arha is in the middle, and I won't do anything on you."
They were separated by arha. So there was a line between them.

Micky turned around and found that arha was asleep. Then Micky didn't have to pretend, "I said I came back for arha You can't have such an excessive demand."
"I don't ask too much. You're too far away from arha. I'm afraid he will hit you. Arha has the habit of kicking quilts away. You will be better next to her."

Hearing his explanation, Micky moved closer to arha and fell asleep. Staring at Micky's face, aman was not sleepy. It had been five years. Micky was still the same as before. Aman felt a little comforted in mind for the situation that they could be reunited in the end. Whether she could forgive him or not, this was the best ending.

Micky leaned against arha and fell asleep unconsciously. Aman kissed her forehead while
she was asleep. Then he kissed her cheeks, her lips.
Micky felt hot and humid on her lips during this period and could not breathe. She moved twice and finally felt free. In the end, she was only lost in a warm embrace.
In the morning, Micky woke up. Smelling a familiar odor, she opened her eyes and found herself in aman's arms. Arha hadn't been here for a long time. So the result was that she and Aman embraced each other and slept. Micky suddenly moved up and pushed aman's arm away.
Aman looked so bleary eyed and held Micky tightly again subconsciously. Then he said in a low voice, "Well, let's sleep for some minutes. Today is weekend."

Micky pushed him away again and sat up far away from him. "Did I not say that you can't go across the line? Why are you holding me to sleep?"
Holding his arms on the bad, aman rubbed his eyes and looked around, "Last night it was you that slid into my arms. I can do nothing but agree."
Micky looked at the distance between her and aman. It seemed that she had crossed the line and entered his sleeping area. She usually slept quite peacefully. How could this happen?
Micky was embarrassed and quickly get out of bed. "What about arha?"
"She has got up."

Aman was out of sleep so he woke up.
Rehan and Shayari came to their house. Shyari hugged Micky with red eyes once she entered.
"Shyari, you're finally fine. I miss you so much."
Micky felt familiar with Shyari but still felt strange. Anyway Shyari performed a good impression on her. "Have a sit."
"I'm Shyari, your best friend. Although it's been five years, my love for you haven't changed."
"Sorry, I lost my memory and didn't know much about the past. But I heard something of you From aaryan."

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