Transmigrated as mother of four ( Continue)

Chapter 74 ( part 2)

Aditya ( POV )

" It was such a long day , I don't know how Karishma manages everything. I am exhausted. " I told and sat on the sofa. Samrat is working on his laptop.

" Cherish her , you wouldn't get another one like her ever again. Meri bestfriend...best hain. " he said not looking up from his laptop.

" Tuh mein best friend nahi hu ( so , I am not your best friend) " I asked him . " Tu tere office buddy ke bestfriend ban ja ( you become bestfriend of your office buddy ). " he said and I guess we are angry on the same topic.

" Karishma isn't coming back. She wants me to bond with khushi. Please help .." I told him. " Really !!!...what do you want me to do? " he asked me. And that's like a good friend.

" So I will be making something with khushi today for dinner. Martha will give bath to Aditi and gungun. I will give bath to Arav and you Akash. " I told him and he nodded.

" You read bedtime stories and I will talk with khushi. Arav is sleeping between us. " I told him while looking for easy cake recipes in the YouTube.

" Why is Arav sleeping between us? Or wait why are you sleeping with me ? " he asked looking annoyed. Like I can handle Arav alone. " Martha can't control everyone alone. Arav is little cranky today. And I can't keep him alone. " I told him and he finally agreed.

" What are you looking at ? " I asked him. " Sahara has sent sultan's pictures to me. Watching those. " he said. I am glad that their relationship is working out just fine . Hope they get married soon.

" Let's go. Have to make a cake. " I told him. I brought Khushi a guitar to learn and I think she is very happy about it. " What's her favourite
cake ? " asked samrat. " Chocolate..." I replied to him.

After five more minutes of useless chatting , we finally came in the kitchen to make the cake. We need a recipe, so I downloaded a simple one.

" I know how to make...pass me the jar of maida. " Said samrat. Well , sometimes he is a life saver. But why their is soo many jars filled with maida looking stuff ? Whole group of imposters.

I randomly took a jar and handed it to  samrat. " Bro that's Atta man....hand me the right one. " he said , but how he knows it's not maida ? They are not even labelled. I will personally lebel them soon.

I handed him another one and now he looks irritated. " Bro that's rice flour...no way this looks like maida to you. " he said but they do look same to me.

" Leave it ..I will get it myself. " he said and took another jar and took it in a bowl. " Pass me some sugar. " he said and like a good friend I handed sugar to him. He mixed everything together and tasted a tiny bit of bater.

His eyes turned angry. " What did you give me? " he asked with a ' I am not in a mood to joke' look. " Sugar " I answered him. He took a spoonful of bater and literally gave me the whole thing....it's so bitter.

" Was it salt ? " I asked him . " You still have to ask ...." he said. We wasted a bowl of maida and other ingredients. I can feel Karishma, how she felt when she first tried to learn to make cake.

I just know how to make soup , rice and curry. I never baked in my life , not even made roti so I don't know and in my defence the jar of salt and sugar has been exchanged, I can guarantee that.

" Kismis where are you? " Said samrat and I handed him a jar of kismis.
" Was talking about Karishma" said Samrat and placed that jar carefully. While we were almost having a screaming contest khushi walked in.

" Everything alright? " she asked. And sam had to give her dramatic update of what happened in the kitchen. She laughed hard. " Let me show you something. " She said and took out few oreo biscuits.