I was placing everything on the place, today we have wedding invitation to attend. I placed my jewelry.
Arhaan hugged me from back. His arms wrapped around my waist, pulled be back to chest. I smiled, looking at our reflection in mirror.
“Hey Darling.” He says in crooked of my neck.
“Hie baby.” I giggled.
“Oh my gosh, you just called me babbyyy!!! Or else you only have Aliyah and Ayaan to call with those names.” He complained, pouting.
I laughed.
He kissed my hair and cover my eyes with his palm.
He turned me around with his one hand, faced me.
“I have something for you.” He whispered.
I gulped, My knees goes week.
I nodded slowly.
He take my hand, I felt something on my wrist, may be bracelet.
He moved his from my eyes, I opened my eyes slowly.
On my wrist, Gold cuff bracelet with diamond roses was there. I was shocked, he is spoiling me day by day.
He was staring at me, his green eyes was shining happily.
“You are spoiling me, I didn't have anything to Give you but you--”
“You gave me everything jaana, and I have right to spoil you wifey.” He says, kissing on my temple.
“It's so beautiful.” I whispered.
“I'm glad you liked it. As I told you, you gave me everything except your time. You have time for everyone except your husband.” He pouted, angrily.
He started his complains again. I rolled my eyes.
“Nights are not enough?” I asked, winking.
He shook his head, grinning.
He was getting closer and I was stepping back.
Duuhh!! My back hit on the wall.
He winked, smirking.
I warped my arms on his waist, I tiptoed and kissed him.
“Thank you.” I moaned.
He stopped kissing me, and gaze at me.
“I want more.” He pouted.
“Ayaan is good boy, atleast he listens to me.”
He glare at me, I laughed.
I pulled his cheeks, taking his hand in my hand. And kissed his knuckles.
He smiled wholeheartedly.
“Hayyeee!” I exclaimed.
He chuckled.
“Mumma jaaaaannn!!!” Ayaan shouted entering in room.
“Yes darling.” I said.
“Dadda told, to be ready on time..” he says, staring at me.
“Dadda ke Bache! Why are you not playing with me?” Arhaan asked him, taking him in his arms.
“Because you are buswy in plawying with mumma.” He pouted, sadly.
My jaw dropped, Arhaan glared at him.
“Who told you?” Arhaan asked him.
“Daddi.”
‘Why Mumma? Why? Why are you spoiling my kid?’ Arhaan murmured.
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General Fiction"Just go away, you know that I don't like your touch. Then why are you here? You think you're his mumma? No, he will for sure forgot you when he will grown up." His eyes blazing full of anger as he spoke these words. "I'm not his mother?" her voice...
