He was the king of his world having everything just by the flick of his fingers. He had every reason to smile but that was not his nature.
She was the princess of her family. She had every reason to cry but had this beautiful smile covering her lip...
Kimaya made Avyukt wear his night clothes as he continued clapping his hand kicking at times. He immediately jumped in her arms as soon as she got over-dressing him. She smiled kissing his head as he snuggled in her chest.
Reema smiled looking at the mother-son equation. Kimaya kissed her son's cheek as he smiled looking at her.
"Baby, go to Dadi", Kimaya said passing him to Reema who made her distasteful face.
"Kimaya, It's so weird. Don't make him call me Dadi", Reema said looking at the little version of Randhir who was looking back at her with curious eyes.
"But you are his dadi, Chachi. What else should he call you?", Kimaya asked her as Reema sighed.
"That's why I asked you to wait for a child", Reema mumbled making Kimaya laugh at her words.
"These things are not in our hand, Chachi", Randhir entered the room dressed in a white t-shirt and black jeans.
"Right?", Reema said shaking her head.
"You will not call me, Dadi", she told Avyukt who blinked his eyes twice before looking the other way.
"He is a duplicate of you, Randhir. He ignores people just like you. He was such a sweetheart with Kimaya just a second before", Reema said as Kimaya passed Randhir his coat.
"He is his son", Kimaya said smiling at her son who smiled back at her showing his teeth to her.
"Chachi, you sure you will be fine taking care of him", Kimaya asked one last time looking at Avyukt who was crawling on the bed moving to her.
"I think he will be the one taking care of me", Reema said as he reached to Kimaya raising his hand for her to pick him up.
"Baby, Mumma is in the kitchen. You stay with Dadi, okay", Kimaya said as he pouted looking at his father. Randhir knew where this pout came from. It was the same pout his wife would give him in the initial face of their marriage.
They moved out of the house after busying Avyukt in watching television.
Randhir opened the door for Kimaya as she entered the car sitting on the passenger seat. She doesn't really remember the last time she traveled with him. It feels so weird.
Thinking about it, she was to be blamed as well for the distance in their relationship. If she wanted to end this relationship, she should've taken a stand over it but she chose to go with the flow, and the best way to punish him was ignoring him.
If she gave a thought to this then she knew it was a very childish way to handle things but she wanted to make sure that his love was true not lust.
"You look beautiful", he whispered as he got in the driving seat. She gave him a small smile which made him forget his surrounding for a second.
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