𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

Bonus chapter 4

Tere bin jee na paunga
Sach much mar hi jaunga
Yeh tay hai, yeh tay hai...

Hasna rona tujhse hi
Mera hona tujhse hi
Yeh tay hai, yeh tay hai
Maujood hai har saans mein
Tu har dafa, yeh tay hai
Tu hai dawa, ya dard hai
Par hai mera, yeh tay hai...

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Avin's POV:

" Dadda, when will mumma come? " Eviii questioned to me . Looking at her it seemed as if she would start crying any moment. And anyway it is a matter worth crying about. I feel like crying and it is no big deal if our children start crying . So, they are crying.

Yes, they.

A little piece of cute shit was born in our family of three , making it a family of four.

Our SON . Evyavan . Also known as Shaan . Esha gave him the names. No wonder this crap is a mumma's boy.

He looks a little like Esha with a mixture of my chocolate brown and her hazel eyes. Fair skin like her and those chubby cheeks which Esha made her favourite food. She always bites them calling it's cute . Cute my foot . I mean- I might have accepted this if she had done the same with my cheeks too. But she never did. So I am jealous. For God's sake, I am so jealous of my own son.

Actually he's adorable. A little . Yeah-a little.

But for now, Esha went for a buisness meeting. We woke up , had breakfast together then a call came and Sophia , Esha , Rivan went to Delhi. Before going she at first gave cheek kiss to Eviii , then her Shaan and AT LAST ME. Now I am at the lowest position. Her son is everything for her. She just gave me a peck on my lips . Just a fucking peck not even a proper kiss . And before going she said ," Tum bache sambhalo. Mein jaa rhi hoon . "
She didn't even say to take care of myself. She's now forgetting me because of this piece of shit , who's now chilling and sucking my fingers while giggling . He's just a 6 months old , who got no chill .

" Da-da " he started throwing his legs on my lap.
" You, little kid . Stop throwing your legs on me. " I warned him but he casually ignored me with his giggles.

He has no self-respect .

" Dadda, call mumma please. " It's 10 PM. And I called Esha 13 times and everytime she picked the call and said , " I am on the way . Two minutes " she said this when I called her at 9:00 PM.

So, 2 minutes have become so slow that it seems like 1 hour.

I didn't know this.

" Sweetheart, mumma is doing her work. She is busy " I said to her.

" No, mumma " she threw her legs too on the bed , crying.

" Eviii , don't cry. Sleep here and I will wake you up once mumma comes. " I said to her and she sighed. She dramatically wiped her tears off and lied down on the bed beside me.

Shaan looked at me , blinked his eyes fastly and then slightly spread his arms , which is equal to my palm . So he wants me to pick him up in my arms? Well, I have to be loyal with my responsibilities as a father.

I picked him in my arms and he wrapped his little hands around my neck and through little kicks on my chest .

" Shaan, don't do this " I warned him again . He giggled again and again did it little faster . What an as- NO.
Eviii laughed seeing this .
" Dadda ko paishan mat karo " Eviii laughed earning giggles from him.
I couldn't help but chuckled then placed Shaan beside Eviii .