@kashishdabest dear this time I want them to play a parents role they r going to look fabulous as parents ❤️🤍 for example read this 👇👇👇👇👇👇 The golden morning light filtered through the kitchen windows, casting a warm glow over Sujal and Kashish as they moved around in comfortable silence. Sujal leaned against the counter, savoring his coffee, while Kashish hummed softly as she prepared breakfast. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling parathas filled the air, wrapping them in the familiar comfort of their daily routine. Just then, Aditya and Riya walked in, still looking slightly sleepy but smiling. **"Good morning, Dad. Good morning, Mom,"** Aditya said, rubbing his eyes. **"Morning, beta,"** Kashish replied warmly, flipping a paratha on the tawa. **"Sleep well?"** Riya nodded, pouring herself a glass of juice. **"Yeah, but someone,"** she nudged Aditya playfully, **"kept hogging the blanket."** Aditya rolled his eyes. **"You’re exaggerating."** Kashish chuckled and then glanced around. **"Where’s Ayaan?"** **"Fixing his tie,"** Aditya said with a smirk. **"He spent ten minutes in front of the mirror. Typical."** As if on cue, Ayaan strolled into the kitchen, looking impeccably dressed—his tie perfectly knotted, his hair styled just right. **"Good morning, Dad,"** he said casually, grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl. Sujal raised an eyebrow but nodded. **"Morning."** Then, without missing a beat, Ayaan turned to Kashish, wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and kissed her forehead. **"Good morning, beautiful,"** he said, grinning. Sujal’s coffee cup paused halfway to his lips. **"Ayaan,"** he said, his voice calm but edged with warning. **"Correct yourself."** Ayaan blinked innocently. **"Oh, right. *Mom*."** He shot Sujal a cheeky look. **"I forgot—only *Mr. Garewal* is allowed to call my mom ‘beautiful.’ My bad."**
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