(1) Mumma❤️

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After making the required calls Arzoo said, "Thanks for your help i will manage the rest." 

"Are you sure, because this is a deserted road and there is barely any chances someone drives through this road, and high chances of theft and you know....... think about it you are already late, i think your princess will like if you are late to pick her up, and moreover it will take time for the person to come, pick you up and then head to school, choice is yours" Aryan spoke not wanting to leave her alone. 

"umm... if you insist i will gladly accept your help Mr..?"

"Aryan....Aryan Agnihotri"

"Yeah and i will inform my brother that i am heading to school" 

She called and informed her brother about her whereabouts and sat on passenger seat as he was waiting there holding the door for her, helping her fastening the seatbelt and closing the door before rounding the car and taking his seat behind the wheel, fastening his seatbelt he said, "i have asked my men to get your activa  repaired and if you are comfortable let me know your address i will get it delivered there." and drove off.

"How did you inform, your phone is with me and just let me know the repair shop, my brother will get the activa from there."

"Sure, and i guess you can see another phone in the dashboard" he said as he nodded his head towards the phone. She made an 'o' face in understanding. She kept her phone on charging, maintaining an awkward silence except for telling him the directions until the car came to halt in front of the school.  

A girl of around 4 or 5 came to his view who was standing with a guard and her teacher holing their hands, seemingly waiting for someone looking to left and right continuously making her small pigtails bounce and make her look extremely adorable. She suddenly started to run towards the car with open arms and happiness shining in her beautiful hazel eyes which were red and puffy probably because of crying and suddenly she fell down because she stumbled with a rock and started crying loudly rubbing her already puffy eyes making her cheeks wet due to tears flowing continuously from her big hazel eyes, making his heart clench at the sight. Before he could step out and help the little cupcake a girl embraced her in bear hug providing the needed comfort. Just then he noticed the empty passenger seat as she ran to little cupcake taking her in a hug. He was stepping out of the car just when he noticed she left her phone and bag in the car. He shook his head and stepped out watching the duo as if watchin g the most beautiful thing in the world. He was observing every action of them very carefully, the way she was embracing the little girl, the way she was continuously patting her hairs softly, face of little girl buried into her chest and her little arms wrapped around her neck. The way her lips moved when she spoke soft and assuring words in the ears of little cupcake, her face sad because of crying of the little girl and maybe more reasons, her eyebrows knitted together in worry, eyes teary and on the verge of crying. He felt sad seeing both them, an emotion he buried deep inside that he forgot its existence, he felt as if his heart was stabbed. He went near them, placed his hand on her shoulder, squeezing gently making her look at him with teary eyes, somehow breaking his already broken heart, ignoring his own feelings he said, "Don't cry otherwise she will cry more and relax she is fine." How he wished to hide them both in his embrace and never let any tear escape their eyes ever again , how much he wished. 

She just hmmed at him. Breaking the hug she cupped her face and gently rubbed her cheeks to wipe off the tears. The little cupcake stopped crying and looked at her with those big innocent eyes and spoke in her hoarse voice... "massi why you late.....you never late.....aaru missed you.." she complained.

"I am so sorry baby.... massi is so bad to make her little angel cry ... i am so sorry baby please forgive your maasi...." she coed in baby voice holding her ears with both her hands.

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