ISKKNDFF. My One and Only The End:) - Page 19

The delicious odor of the jalebees was making Aman hungry as he couldn't resist himself from asking, "...wooow!!...who made this???...yummy..." as he tickled Aryan's chubby tummy, who giggled at the touch in his skin..."well if it's good then I am the lead, otherwise credit goes to her" pointing at the lady beside her, Anjali giggled causing khushi to shake her head in disbelief as she started setting the table with a smile..."how about this??" Aman offered, "if Khushi made it then it's good otherwise"...before he could finish Anjali threw a killing look, "otherwise what???!!..."...justifying himself he tried to calm her down when he was again got interrupted, "...see bhaia...so not fair" she whined like a kid..."aww...just ignore him...I am sure, whoever made these, it's gonna be awesome..." consoled Aryan as he held his kiddish friend by her shoulder almost embracing her to leave a quick peck on her forehead...

how he wished he could seal that smile on her lips forever...he wanted to give her a family where she can find all the relationships: loving parents, mischevious siblings, wonderful friends, and a caring-posessive-loving husband...but he couldn't gift her one cause he himself never had one...his life only revolved around Aman and Anjali...however, he knew Aman, Anjali are enough to play the roles of parents-siblings-friends, just like they did for him...and speaking of the husband, he will make sure she never feels alone or insecured...his love will be enough to keep her happy...

Still unable to meet his eyes after that '...neighbor aunty incident...', she gently took Aryan in her arms, trying to avoid the fiery eye contact...carrying her loving son on her left hip, with the free right hand khushi was stirring the blended vegetables and rice with a spoon...

"oh boy!! special food for special person eh.." Aman commented before settling down himself beside Anjali while serving her the nutritious dinner..."..why don't you take a seat Khushi??" Anjali offered seeing her still standing..."are you kidding me??...the minute I get to sit, he will start dancing...and then all the food will land up everywhere but his stomach..." she informed the couple, unaware of the third person, who just sat there listenning to his son's daily routine, not to mention like a spoilt father, he was actually appreciating his equally spoilt son's activity...already feeling proud of him...

The couple laughed at the little one's way of getting rid of food, "aww...cutteee!!" Anjali commented...

'NOOO...please mommy!!! not this colorful weird food...gimme milk I will drink that but not this...help!!!' little Aryans's color changed as soon as his eyes fell on the round small bowl containing his dinner...in order to protest against the food, he tried to get out of his mommy's hold...the only rescuer he found was the person sitting beside him...first throwing his arms in the air, then placing the left palm on mommy's upper rib, Aryan tried to push himself away from her hold, almost in attempt to get down on the floor...

Before feeding the first portion, she held his left hand with her left one that was around Aryan's waist as he was pushing the spoon away from his mouth...being successful in feeding him the first morsel as Khushi was about to take the second, making a face he already threw up the portion out of his mouth... Aryannn!!!" she whined as she cleaned off the blended khichdi from his chubby thigh..."...bad boy!!!...momma won't talk to you..." Khushi softly stated, pretending to be upset..."..awww it's ok yaar...now how are you gonna feed him???" feeling bad for both mother-son Anjali asked..."...I have to keep him busy with his pinball...and as a matter of fact, I forgot to bring it..." she confessed feeling stupid...

Unable to keep his patience anymore, he finally spoke up, "...here!!! give him to me!!..." Arnav offered as he took the little one in his arms before she could say something...handing his son the new touch-screen phone, he looked up at her, gesturing Khushi to proceed on with her task...

Both standing, one keeping the little one busy in his arms, other one feeding the little one...perfect cute family...as both Aman and Anjali exchanged a smile after stealing a glance of the family...

"...oh-my-god it's sooo good Khushi!!!...thanks for the wonderful jalebees..." Anjali complimented after tasting them ..."...yes, it is..." Arnav quietly agreed, not to mention this was the first thing made by her that he got to taste...smiling at her, Khushi replied, "..thanks and you are welcome..." as she took her place beside Anjali on the couch, keeping Aryan in between them...wrapping her left arm around the little master's tummy, Anjali pulled him from his back towards her side before proudly declared, "...yes!! finally he is all mine..." then pointing at the men, she giggled, "...so you two just buzz off!!!..." causing others to laugh at her childishness...keeping the Jalebi bowl from her right hand to the side tea-table, she ran her fingers through his silky thick hair, "...Khushi can't you sleep over here??" not thinking straight, Anjali blabbered her sudden strange-weird desire...surprised Khushi instantly looked up from her task of making Aryan wear his little shoes, preparing to leave...feeling his chubby back against her chest while placing her cheek on Aryan's head, Ash requested again, not wanting to let them go, "...please!!...I feel bored, these two always talk about their work and make me bored..."

"...Aman she is talking about you..." Arnav joked while going through the recent sms on his cell..."...I know buddy...and that includes you too..." not buying his friend's tactic, Aman stated before turning his attention back to his laptop..."...Shut up you two..." Anjali scolded both the men for not caring about her sentiments..."...forget these idiots...you tell me Khushi...can you??!!" she again requested like a kid...feeling sad for the lady, she regretfully responded, "...Sorry dear!!...I have to attend an important meeting tomorrow morning...you understand naa...sorry..." gently squeezing her hand, Khushi apologized...

making a face, she reluctantly accepted her apology, "...fine...but you have to promise me that you will often come to visit me...nowadays I can't go out too much so you have to come here...promise!!" like a child, she forwarded her open palm to get a promise from her best friend...again smiling at her kiddish behaviour Khushi placed her hand on top of hers, making Anjali giggled at her victory...

"We had a great time...and don't forget your promise" winking at the lady Anjali reminded Khushi after giving her a warm hug and a quick peck on her right cheek..."...agreed...and please do come often and save me from her torture for some times " Aman too requested only to get a playful hit on his shoulder by Anjali..."...did you hear that bhaia??? " she complained..."...wait till I come back after dropping them home..." Arnav warned Aman for teasing his loving sister...smiling at their usual silly fights, Khushi looked up at Aman, "...bye...Bhaia..." the last word did touch his heart, as this was the first time someone called him bhaia...affectionately patting her head, he smiled back, "...take care..."...looking back at Arnav, he took the chance, "...Hey Arnav, now you better take care of my sister..."...before Khushi could guess the meaning of it, Aman quickly clarified himself, "...I-meant-to-say drop them home safe and sound..."

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