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The night became morning as the bird started chirping. The curtains blew away revealing the love birds who were cuddling to eachother.
His back was on the headboard and she was sleeping over his chest. His palm was slowly caressing her back giving her comfort as she was too sleepy.
"Good morning, Ruh!"
Agastya wished her while she yawned.
"Slept well?"
He asked as she looked up at him.
"Did you let me?"
Ruhani frowned while chuckling.
"Abh se to har rat itni hi haseen hongi. Isiliye din mein sone ki adat kar lijiye, Biwi Ji!" (From now onwards, the nights will be like this. So, start practicing to sleep at day time)
He nuzzled his nose on her face giving her tickling sensation as she giggled loudly and tried to get up but he held her hand tightly stopping her to go. Pulling her over himself he pecked on her lips and gave soft kisses overall her face.
"Choriye!" (Leave me)
She pouted trying to get up again.
"Chura lijiye!" (Try to free yourself)
An idea clicked on her mind as she came deadly closer to him. He felt she was going to kiss him as he left her and went to take her face in his hand.
Ruhani smirked and pushed him on his chest hardly as he fell on the bed. Then hurriedly wrapping the white sheet over her body she ran towards the washroom.
"I will take this revenge at night.
Agastya stated as she showed him her tongue. He laughed and again closed his eyes dreamily.
~◉~
Six years passed like this and their love for eachother only grew stronger day by day.
Right now, Armaan was chasing Ruhani while she was running around the whole room with his mobile in her hand where a image of a beautiful girl was visible.
"De dijiye na, Bhabi!" (Give me that sister-in-law)
He made a puppy face which got ignored as she remained running.
"Le lijiye na, Devar Ji!" (Take it yourself, brother-in-law)
Ruhani teased her back while their chasing session continued.
In the middle of the room, Agastya was sitting on the couch with his hand on his forehead looking too much pissed off with their everyday banters as they had already made the whole room a mess.
While a two years old baby girl was sitting on his father's lap sucking milk from her little feeding bottle. The little munchkin was enjoying the whole drama of his father's another two big babies. She clapped her tiny palms from the VIP couch hanging from his father's neck.
