Part-4

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Heyyy,, I am back....

Missed Me?😌

Ahann liar, u all missed update.. 😏😏😂

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Next morning,

OBEROI MANSION :

Shivaay woke up and saw Karan and zain's legs on his legs.. He struggled to move..

S-ohh god these two. They are holding me like I am a terrorist. Ughhh...calm down shivaay..

S-wake up u both..

K-abeyy Sojaaa.. Doodh vala bhi na Subah Subah Aajata hai (milkman comes in mrng)

S-what! Milkman.. Ughhh

S-zain wake up.. Comeon wake up.

Z-i will slap u tightly.. Every mrng u come and eat my head.

S-i don't come every morning..

Z-come in evening to clean the house.. Go and sleep..

S-clean ohh!!  What! I sometimes wonder what I am... Ugh...shivaay do it.. Comeon Man..

Shivaay picked the water Jar near the bed and spilled it on both of them..

K-whaat the!

Z-yuckkkk...

K-bro it's fuck...

Gauri enetered..

G-cheee atleast dont use these words in mrng..

Z-ohh bhagwaan Pyaari aagyi...(godlover came)

Gauri rolled her eyes..

S-now pick ur legs else i will throw this jar on ur legs..

Z-hawww I am scared.

Shivaay rolled his eyes.

G-come downstairs soon.. Me and saumya have prepared breakfast..

S-whyyy?

G-whatt?

S-when.. When did u learn cooking angel..

G-i just tried..

K-why u wanna experiment it on us..

Z-i don't feel like eating.. Shivaay wants to eat.. He will have..

S-no When I said..

G-its okay I understood u all don't want to eat my handmade food.. Okay I will not give.. (she said with sad face)

S-no I didn't mean that.

G-i know what u meant okay! I don't wanna talk to any of u..

Z-angel listen..

G-shutuppp... I don't wanna listen anyone.. And no-one wants to eat food made by me na. I will throw it.. Sorry..

Someone entered the room "who said that no-one wants to eat food made by u"

Gauri turned and smiled brightly.. Shivaay was shocked looking his nanu in OM..

S-nanu..

N-haaan I am ur nanu, remember.. Khota.. Come here and hug me...

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