His Warmth

Chapter 3

Vamika tiptoed to her parents room as it's just 5 in the morning and she just, just woke up early. Well what can she even do! she sacrificed her family time for her parents yesterday night!

As she slept early just like that she also woke up early , not her fault though.

And to be honest she wasn't planning to be quiet too, so when she reached near her parents bed she immediately climbed on it and jumped on her dad's while shouting,
" DADA , PAPA wakie wakie"

Virat slightly groaned as he opened his eyes slowly, while Rohit just stirred in his sleep a little yet to fall asleep again.

"Papa , Dada wake uppppp " Vamika whined as he pulled the comforter away from their body. Virat as usually sat up looking at her with sleepy eyes, meanwhile the other sleepyhead just made himself comfortable without the comforter and slept comfortably!!

Vamika smiled brightly as she made herself comfortable in virat's lap and Virat caressed her hair loving.

" Baccha you woke up early today , what happened? did you get a bad dream?" Virat asked her softly.
Vamika Shoke her head indicating no as she turned around and warped her little arms around her papa's Neck  mumbling " Papa , no sleepy sleepy"

Virat chuckled as he remembered that his little girl who whines to sleep with them every night, didn't came to their room yesterday and he knows why she didn't actually , he just don't know why but he feels his little angel has became much more mature than she should be in this age.

Virat hugged her tightly as he whispered " So how about we play a little and let dada sleep? He must be tired working hard all day, right baccha ?"  Vamika broke the hug as she looked up at Vi , then at Rohit who is sleeping peacefully and again at Vi nodding, Virat smiled and Carried her outside the room.

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" Now tell me what you wanna play?" Virat asked Vamika as he put her on the couch of living room . She stood straight above the couch trying to match virat's hight as she excitedly shouted,

"Cricket Papaa"

Vi looked at little worried as he said,
" But baby we can't play cricket inside." "Then let's go outside" Vamika said in a duh tone making Virat whine "But it's colddd"

Vamika just rolled her eyes at her dramebaz father as she jumped off the couch and run to her play room while shouting,
"That doesn't matter papa."
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"You ball papa ! I don't like balling!" Vamika sulked to her father, " No, never, you ball ,I will be batting " Virat argued, Vamika glared at Virat as she tried to lift up the heavy bat but unfortunately it's too heavy for her to lift it , " Dekho , you can't even lift it , bara chala batting karne ko " Virat mimicked her while laughing a little.

she whined while pouting and swelling up her checks  , "Papaaa you're cheating! You're big big and I am just a baby, no fair, I will complaine to mamu !! "

"Yeah yeah, aur kya kar sakte ho aap , I will also complain to bhaia you made me play In this cold, still didn't let me bat " Virat also complain as he took out a little bat which was less heavy from the practice bag and hand it over to Vamika who grinned while swinging the bat as she gave a flying kiss to her Papa like a diva she is , showing his word doesn't make any differences .

Virat just rolled his eyes at that as he thought ' Where did she got those behavior from? Obviously not from me I was never this stubborn, it must be from ro!!'

Soon Virat started to ball for his little fluff ball of sunshine.
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Virat and Vamika was in the kitchen making breakfast as Vamika was sitting on the counter top swinging her little feet's looking like she doesn't give a damn about the surrounding while Virat was pouting hard while  decorating some pancakes he made for breakfast.