Chapter 84.

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AMYRAH.

Parizay was playing with Ahsan. She came a few hours ago to meet him. It's 4 days now of his birth and I was back to my home laying on bed. "Yaar yeh kitna cute hein. Masha Allah. Masha Allah." (He is so cute!!). She kept saying this for the past 2 hours. 

"Haan yaar cute honga hi, akhir mera baccha jo hein." (Of course he would be after all he is my son). I grinned and she rolled her eyes at me then looked back at him. She was making faces trying to make him laugh but he wasn't even smiling.

"Maine kaha tha mu phula kar mat raho ab dekho yeh has bhi nahi raha." (I've warned you not to be grumpy all the time, now look he isn't even smiling). She scowled at me.

"Vo pura ka pura Aaban par gaya hein, siwaye mere kisi ko dekh kar nahi hasta." (He is the same as Aaban, except for me he doesn't smile for anyone). I tried to flex it but she scoffed. "Zyada khush fehmi mein na raho vo apni personal dhoodh factory ko dekh kar khush hota hein." (Oh don't be in complacency, he laughs looking at his personal milk factory). She was grinning saying it and I threw a cushion at her face.

"Badi hi kameeni ho waisey tum." (Such a bitch). I glared at her and she was grinning.

"Mein le jau isse?" (Can I take him with me). She asked with all seriousness while looking at my baby.

"Aaban ne aa kar tumhara Ghar jala dena hai." (Aaban would come and burn your home). I grinned and she rolled her eyes.

"Dekhte hein jab tum dono ko dates par jaana ho toh mein baby sit nahi karne wali." (Let's see what you two will do when you have to go for dates, I won't babysit him).

"Maama Baba hein babysit karne." (Maama, Baba is there to babysit him). I laid on the bed as I'm already exhausted and it isn't even in the afternoon.

"Tum kaisa resist kar rahi ho khud ko? Mujhe toh khaa lene ka mann kar raha hein." (How are you even resisting? I feel like eating). She grinned evilly.

"Kya khaane ka mann kar raha hein?" (What do you feel like eating). I asked perplexed.

"Iss cute se steamed bun ko." (This cute steamed bun). Her eyes were fixed on my boy and my eyes widened. Taking the pillow I smacked at the back of her head.

"Sharam karlo, 4 din ka baccha hai vo." (Have some shame, he is just a 4 day old baby). I softly caressed his head with the tip of my fingers.

"Itna cute, fluffy, aur gora hai ki khaane ka mann kar raha hein." (He is so cute, fluffy and fair that I feel like eating him). She was peppering kisses on his entire face.

I was about to warn her again but there was a knock on the door and maama walked in with Fahmida bi behind her holding a tray. I tried to sit straight but she shook her head and came by my side. "How are you doing?" She asked while stroking my hair.

"Thakan hein, sone ka dil chaha raha hein." (A little tired, I feel like sleeping). I whispered feeling my eyes heavy.

"Kuch khalo phir sojana." (Eat something then you can sleep). I nodded and glanced at Ahsan. "Hum log hein khayal rakhne." (We are here to look after him). As if she read my mind. I gave her a thankful smile and slowly sat straight. She kept the tray in front of me and I started eating.

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