Baby Love

✿ Stubborn ✿

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The sun was casting its bright rays on the house. The weather was pleasant. Summer had gone and Autumn had just started.

In the small porch, beside the car and near the little garden Kaif planted himself, Nataliya was sitting on the floor facing the blooming flowers. Kaif was sitting behind her on a chair, his hands were running in her hair effortlessly.

He poured down some oil on his palm, rubbed his hands and massaged her head. He wasn't applying as much pressure as his sensitive girl couldn't bear it.

"You should open a massage center. You know as a side job" She chuckled with closed eyes.

Kaif smiled at her silly joke.

As his hands moved down, he noticed her rough hair ends. He frowned and shook his head.

"Your hair is rough" He mumbled worriedly, continuing his task.

"What!!" Nataliya was enjoying the massage with closed eyes. Her eyes shot open at his words.

"How many times have I asked you to not straighten your hair. Next time I see you using that useless machine, I will throw it out of the house" He warned her seriously.

"I don't use it that much" She reasoned.

"Yes, you do. Stop lying about every other thing" He said angrily this time.

"Acha acha. I am accepting that I use it. No need to be angry" She mumbled.

"Why shouldn't I get angry. You don't even take your vitamins on time if I don't remind you. If I don't serve you fruit myself you don't bother to have it on your own. Now look at your hair. That's what happens when you don't listen to your elders" His mother mode had turned on which turned her mood off badly.

"Acha ama mat bana karain meri" She wined.

(Stop acting like my mother)

"Shut up!" He said.

"You just shut me up when you don't come up with an answer"

"Whatever it is. We are going to the salon in the evening. You need a hair cut" He clipped her hair together after rubbing oil till the hair ends.

"Really! Tell me you aren't lying. I am so excited" She turned towards him in excitement. "I have saved so many haircuts on my Instagram. I will get one of them. I am thinking about getting bangs. What do you say"

"Trimming" He raised his eyebrows. "I meant to say trimming only. Your dead hair ends need to be chopped off not your entire hair length"

His voice held the power he had on her. His eyes stared at hers like he was staring at her soul. If he said no then it was going to be no from his side but she wanted to protest. Why this man just couldn't let her cut a freaking hair cut. Why.

"I need a hair cut" She protested.

"No, you don't" He said, wiping his hands with the tissue paper.

"I want a hair cut" She said again differently.

"It's fine as it is" He rose up from the chair.

For once Nataliya thought to put her foot in front of him to make him fall on the ground. Stupid husband.

"Grow your own hair if you like long hair" She yelled from behind but he completely ignored her going inside.

She kept sitting there on the ground. Her eyes were looking at the blooming flowers. The garden looked beautiful. No wonder why he loved to spend his sunday mornings in the garden.