Light of my life (FANFIC)

Chapter 67

"I am feeling cold." Omkara complained laying on his bed tangled in heavy blankets shivering.

"Go and sleep in that tent for some more time, your cold and fever will get down." Gauri taunted walking inside the room with a tray of soup.

"You are not helping me." Omkara complained bunching the blankets around him and snuggling into them.

"Did I asked you to go and sleep in the tent? Did asked you to catch fever. You slept in the tent all the night even though I warned about catching fever and now face the consequences." Gauri ranted.

"How cruel, you are scolding me when I am suffering from fever." Omkara pouted. "Have some sympathy woman."

"Enough of your drama, now get up and drink this soup." Gauri said arranging the pillows on the bed for Omkara to lean on to.

Gauri helped Omkara to get up and lean on to the pillows on the head rest.

"Drink the soup." Gauri said placing the soup tray in Omkara's lap.

"Feed me." Omkara said opening his mouth and gesturing towards the soup.

Gauri shook her head and began to feed Omkara.

"Yuck! This soup's not good, I don't want it." Omkara said pushing away the soup bowl slightly.

"Did you expected the soup to taste like White Sauce Pasta? Chup chap, open your mouth and drink this soup." Gauri said holding the spoon near Omkara's mouth.

"No, I don't want this soup." Omkara said turning his face aside.

"Omkara ji, don't be a baby." Gauri said exasperated, "Drink this soup, chalo. You have to take tablets after this."

"No, I don't want this soup, I want White Sauce Pasta." Omkara whined.

"I will make whatever you feels like to eat, once your fever gets down, now please drink this soup." Gauri requested.

"No, it's so bitter, how can someone drink such thing." Omkara said making a face of distaste.

"It's your taste buds that's feeling that way, the soup's good. Please have at least two to three spoons of soup." Gauri cajoled.

"No... No... No... " Omkara said hiding his face in pillow, "I don't want that soup, I want White Sauce Pasta." He said stubbornly.

"Omkara." Jhanvi shouted standing near the door of the room.

"Maaji, please tell him to have some soup, he's not at all listening to me." Gauri complained to Jhanvi standing from the bed with the soup bowl.

"Omkara, what's this childishness, drink the soup." Jhanvi said yanking the pillow from Omkara in which he was hiding his face.

"Maa, I don't want that soul, I want White Sauce Pasta." Omkara whined.

"White Sauce Pasta! You are having fever Omkara, drink this soup." Jhanvi said placing the soup bowl in Omkara's hand.

"I won't drink this soup." Omkara said irritated pushing the soup away.

"Why won't you drink? Huh?" Jhanvi said holding Omkara's ear.

"Ouch! Mom, it's hurting." Omkara winced.

"Didn't I told you to sleep inside the house but nah, you are so grown up that you won't even listen to your mom's word." Jhanvi said pulling his ear.

"Ahhh... Aw.. "

"I want the soup to be finished in 5 minutes, if not then I am gonna smack your butt." Jhanvi said grabbing the broomstick in the corner.

"Mom.... " Omkara whined.

"Not a word, drink." Jhanvi said strictly showing the broomstick.

Gauri stood at the foot of the bed stifling her laugh looking at Omkara, who was making faces drinking the soup.

"I am feeling bored." Omkara complained looking at Gauri, who was arranging clothes in the wardrobe.

"Do you want me Dance and entertain you?" Gauri said sarcastically.

"Yes, do it." Omkara said making Gauri give him a serious look.

"Why can't I go out?" Omkara asked making a bored face.

"Because, you are sick." Gauri said folding the clothes.

"I am feeling cold." Omkara complained again.

"The doors and windows are closed, the AC is switched off, you are rolled in the bedsheets like a sushi roll, what else do you want me to do?" Gauri asked annoyed walking near Omkara

"I want my own personal heater." Omkara winked pulling Gauri on to him and snuggling.

"Omkara ji, what are you doing? I have works." Gauri said trying to escape from his hold.

"Please lay down for a few minutes, I am feeling warm now." Omkara said snuggling close to her and hiding his face in her crook lazily.

"You got cranky ever since you got fever, Cranky baby." Gauri said running her fingers along his hair slightly massaging his scalp.

"Your baby." Omkara said kissing her neck and hiding his face between her bosoms.

"Don't know what will be my condition, if our future kids turns out to be like you." Gauri said letting out a sigh.

"You want kids?" Omkara asked looking up excited.

"One day we will have." Gauri said pushing his head down. "For now, I am tired handling one big man kid."

"I want Our kids will be cute like their mom." Omkara said closing his eyes. "A cute little girl with big doe eyes, cute little button  nose and wavy hair."

"And if it is a boy, I want him to be like you, soft hair." Gauri said ruffling his hair and Omkara hmmed. "Lovely Chocolate brown eyes," She said running her finger on his eyes, "And especially those cute dimples." She said poking his dimples making him smile.

"You know we should start making Kids, I can't wait to see you run  behind the kids as they run all around the house annoying you." Omkara chuckled.

"You are finding it funny? God knows my struggles with you, Jatadhari Hippee." Gauri said smacking on Omkara's arm slightly.

"Heartless woman, I am having fever and you are beating me." Omkara whined pouting.

"Accha, Sorry." Gauri said pinching his nose and patting him to sleep.