Usne usse itna pyar kiya ki usne uske zakhmon ko bhula diya, lekin ab voh khush hai aur voh uske zakhmon mein doob rahi hai
Rudra moved even closer towards kahani and started to take her clothe off, just then he heard driti voice from the room. "Pappa I am here."
Rudra let out a tired sigh, running a hand through his damp hair. "Driti, Pappa is busy," he called out, his voice firm but soft.
Driti, standing impatiently in front of the closed bathroom door, knocked again. "Avi mamma? she demanded, her small voice echoing through the door.
Avni glanced at Rudra, a soft smile tugging at her lips. "We should go. She's been calling for a while now," she said gently.
Rudra looked at her with a mix of exasperation and affection. He sighed again, heavier this time. "Alright, alright," he muttered, raising his voice so Driti could hear. "We're coming out, bacha. Just give us a minute."
After a few moments, Rudra and Avni finally emerged from the bathroom, both fully dressed. Driti stood with a pout on her face.
Rudra bent down to her level, ruffling her hair. "See? Pappa and Avi mamma are here. What do you need, my little troublemaker?" he asked.
Driti huffed but smiled despite herself, her earlier frustration melting. She looked up at Rudra with wide, innocent eyes and lifted her shirt slightly, revealing her small tummy. She gave it a soft pat.
Rudra crouched down to her level, his expression softening as he placed a hand on her belly. "Is my bacha hungry?" he asked gently.
Driti nodded enthusiastically, her eyes lighting up.Rudra smiled and stood up, offering his hand. "Alright then, let's get you something to eat."
They headed to the kitchen, where Rudra pulled out some ingredients, and within minutes, he had whipped up a simple but satisfying meal for his daughter. He sat her on a stool, feeding her small bites with a spoon, watching her eat with care.
As he was finishing up with Driti, Avni came into the kitchen. She leaned against the counter, watching them with a soft smile. "I'm hungry too," she said, playfully nudging Rudra's arm.
Rudra looked up at her, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Oh, are you now?" he teased.
She nodded, her smile growing wider. "Make me something, please," she asked sweetly.
Rudra chuckled and reached for the bread and fillings, quickly making a sandwich for her. As he handed it to her, Avni took it, but instead of eating, she looked up at him with a playful glint in her eyes. "Feed me too," she requested.
Driti, sitting nearby, immediately joined in, nodding her head eagerly. "Yes, Pappa!".
Rudra shook his head with a smile. He tore off a piece of the sandwich, holding it out to Avni. She leaned forward, taking the bite from his hand, her eyes never leaving his as she smiled.
"Happy now?" he asked, pretending to be annoyed but clearly enjoying the moment.
Avni nodded, swallowing the bite before answering. "Very happy."
Rudra continued feeding Avni, piece by piece, as she ate the sandwich with a playful glint in her eyes. But as he held out another bite, she leaned in and, instead of gently taking it, playfully bit his fingers.
"Ouch!" Rudra exclaimed, pulling his hand back quickly. He shot her a teasing glare, rubbing his fingers. "You're not supposed to eat my fingers!"
Avni giggled, clearly enjoying his reaction. "Sorry," she said with an innocent smile, but her eyes sparkled mischievously.
