Let me Love you!

Chapter- 6. He is not that bad, is he?

Author POV:

After their little repartee Adita advanced towards kitchen. Kaushal has picked the task to ordering food but for now a cup of tea or coffee was imperative  there. Entering the kitchen she had another shock. Completely opposite to the living room, kitchen was neat and clean. Actually, extra neat where even jars were empty and fridge was looking like someone just swept it.

Hearing boisterous voice of crying she ran toward the room Kaushal earlier claimed solely his. As expected Priyam was wide awake after completing the quota of his sleep and was crying his heart out.

Kaushal was walking back and forth with little shake in his body while his hands were busy in patting the back of their son. His face looked panicked on his futile attempt to calm the little baby. Adita walked little more to reach them and stretched her arms asking him to give Priyam to her.

"No, I'll handle. He just woke up suddenly. I can pacify him." Kaushal argued increasing his speed to walk.

"That I can see you will handle but for now give him to me. He is hungry. Last time he has milk before boarding the flight."She said taking Priyam in her arms against his wish and used her sarcasm,"And I have seen the neatness of kitchen. Of course I'm impressed but my son won't appreciate so will you please bring some milk for my son?"

"MY son!" Kaushal raised an eyebrow to on her 'my'.

But seeing confused raised eye brows of Adita he dismissed the talk and grabbing pair of keys with wallet walking out of the gate not before yelling on the door,"I'll be back in jiffy."

Adita now concentrated on entertaining the Priyam. He was calm for now but his face still looked troubled like he will cry any minute.

"Bhawt aapend chu my baby. Bhy choo much klying. Daddy tobled my Pliyam. Ha?"
(What happened to my baby? Why so much crying. Daddy troubled my Priyam? Right?)
Priyam continued looking at her without blinking.

"Bhuku lagi hai mere bete ko? Ha?"
(Is my baby hungry? Yes?)
And this continued for next few minutes.

Their mother son talk was interrupted by doorbell.
"Pliyam ke papa aa gye dudhu le ke. Abhi pliyam dhudh piyega."
(Priyam's Papa has came with milk. Now Priyam will have milk.)

Adjusting him in her arms Adita went to open the door for Kaushal but at the place of Kaushal there was a lady standing at the door.

"Yes?" Adita interrogated the lady bringing her eyes up from her scrutinizing gaze at Adita and Priyam.