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Sub-dedicated to:

Ananya_malik 💜💜

and

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"AMMA!"

"AMAL!!!"

The door flung open and a little figure rushed inside the room with springs attached to her tiny feet, calling out for her mother excitedly with a huge smile plastered on her lips but to her dismay, the poor little fellow collided with the legs of a taller figure who- at the same time- was running towards the room's entrance to get out whilst calling for her daughter with the same excitement as of her daughter!

As the two figures had a deadly collusion, both of them stumbled backwards, wincing loudly with a grim expression on their faces.

"Hey Devi Maiya!" Khushi cried out, staring down at the tinier version of herself with worry etched all over her face while her daughter being the little laad-governor she was, blurted out her favorite phrase.

"What the--!?" Amal growled cutely, glaring up at her mother.

Ignoring her threatening Arnav-like looks, Khushi immediately sat on the ground and pulled her daughter in her arms, examining her body all over. "Amal, doll, are you alright? Did it hurt you? Are you feeling any kind of pain? I am so sorry jaan. Amma didn't see you coming inside. Tell me, does it hurt you somewhere? Should I call--"

"Relaxh Amma." Amal interrupted her babbling mother. "Bleath, ok? I finhe. Nothing happeh(happened). Look! No hult anywhele." She pointed towards herself, trying to convince her panicking mother.

Not convinced with her daughter's assurance, Khushi examined her all over looking out for any possible injuries making Amal shake her head in disbelief.

"Unbeivbah(Unbelievable)!" She muttered under her breath which was obviously heard by Khushi who in return, grimaced.

"Stop talking like your father. Otherwise you will also become a laad-governor like him." She advised, making a face.

"Amma!!" Amal screeched. "No shay aboh daddy like thish. He ish besht.." She flared up her nose button nose cutely which had turned red in anger.

Khushi rolled her eyes and twitched her mouth from left to right before getting up from the floor, all the way picking Amal in her arms too. She cuddled her doll to her chest and kissed her chubby cheeks lovingly, smiling brightly.

"Yeah yeah I know! Daddy's princess."

Amal reciprocated the smile and kissed back her mother sweetly, resting her head on her chest. She wounded her little arms around her mother's neck and pushed herself more into her, trying to seek in her warmth as much as possible.

"You smells shoo goodh Amma."

Khushi giggled at her daughter's remark and kissed her head affectionately. "Is it?"

Amal nodded her head, still with her nose buried in Khushi's chest.

"Even better than your Daddy?" Khushi asked mischievously.

This time, Amal lifted her head from her mother's chest and looked at her with narrowed eyes. "Amma.."

"Acha baba I am sorry." Khushi laughed. "Don't give me those eyes. I feel like looking at laad-governor."

Amal opened her mouth to protest again when a sudden thought crossed her mind and her face formed the three perfect Os.

"Amma, its laining outshide. Sho much beautifuh(beautiful). We go in galden and playyy. Shoo much fun. Uffo! See, you ddishtaceh(distracted) me. Sho much time washted!" She pouted.

"Hey Devi Maiya!" Khushi exclaimed. "Even I was coming out to tell you the same but you made me forgot."

"Let's gooooo!!!!" Amal squealed, ignoring her mother's comment lest she gets angry again and climbed down from Khushi's lap.

The mother-daughter duo looked at each other with bright smiles. They hi-fived and winked as a happy realization dawned upon them.

"No Arnav-ji!"

"No Daddy!"

Both of them squeaked at the same time before bursting into fits of giggles. Next second, both of them had flew out of the room.

Their protective man wasn't home yet, which meant they could play and fool around in the rain as much as they want and no one would stop them.

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Pulling the car in the garage, Arnav turned off the engine and tried his bedt to look par the windscreen which was completely enveloped with thick drops of rain, blocking the view.
He sighed disappointedly and shook his head, scrunching up his nose in clear annoyance and disapproval.

"What the f-!?" Arnav banged his hand on the steering wheel. "What rubbish is this? For how long will this stupid rain continue? Don't know how people can enjoy such weather! It's completely disturbing." He tsked in displeasure and picked up the umbrella from the front seat before opening the door and stepping out finally.

Giving a tiff look around, he hurriedly started walking towards the building when out of nowhere, loud giggles, excited screams and joyous squeals fell in his ears. Arnav froze on his steps as he immediately recognized the two voices. It wasn't a rocket science for him at the first place either. He could fathom the owner of those voices even in his sleep, in a crowd of thousands and even in his unconscious state.

Turning on his steps, Arnav now moved towards the backyard of their house with the huge umbrella still towering over him. As soon as he reached there, an adorable sight greeted him, sending warm tingles all over his body and a smile crept over his lips.

There, right in front of his eyes were his wife and baby dancing around in the rain, completely into each other and oblivious to their surroundings. Their carefree laughter and happy giggles were echoing all over the garden.

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Khushi had a blindfold around her eyes and she was running from one end to another, hoping to catch her little princess who was on a mission to sprang away from her mother's reach every time.

"At youl back, Amma" Amal screamed zealfully, jumping in the puddle of water.

Khushi turned around with a jerk to catch her but the little devil leaped from her spot with a victorious giggle and ran past her mother. Khushi pouted like a kid and ran behind her following her voice.

"Amal where are you?" Khushi yelled for her.

In response, her doll just laughed heartily and once again ran just past her not before hitting her mother's wrist lightly. "I am hele!!"

Khushi tried once again to get hold of her daughter who was jumping from one place to another like a spiderman. Just when she was about to gave up, she felt a presence behind her and not wasting a second, she turned back and seized the little figure in her arms.

Amal squeaked loudly as Khushi lifted her up in the air, laughing loudly. She removed the cloth from her eyes and wiggled her brows. "Finally I caught you."

Amal pouted. "Amma.."

Khushi let out a chuckle and kissed her nose, twirling her around. Both of them laughing heartily under the falling drops of rain, completely oblivious about the presence of an amused spectator.

"Amma you ale besht." Amal pounced on her mother all of a sudden jumping in her arms, smacking loud kisses on her cheeks.

Khushi lost her balance due to the sudden attack and stumbled back. She fell down on the grass, with Amal in her arms grinning all the while. The little princess, considering her mother's belly as a jumping castle, started bouncing up and down on her stomach making Khushi gasp. Amal's laughter was echoing in the whole garden

"Enjoying without me. I see!" A voice from behind, broke the little moment.

Khushi and Amal looked behind to see the man of their life, standing at a distance with a smile etched over his lips. An umbrella in his hand was protecting him from the rain.

"Daddy!!!"

"Arnav-ji!!"

Both the crazy girls screamed happily and stood up from the grass. Beautiful smiles bloomed on their lips seeing him back from the office. They then took a secret glance towards each other before rushing towards Arnav wanting to reach him first. Once by his side, Khushi hung around his neck taking advantage of her height while the poor Amal sulked cutely before wrapped her arms around Arnav's legs.

"Arna--" Khushi opened her mouth to greet him but the little version of her, beat her to it.

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" Amal bounced up and down on her feet like a bunny, trying to get her father's attention.

"Hello there, beautiful girls." Arnav greeted as he bend down and picked his jumping little rabbit in his arms. His elder parrot was already hanging around his neck, smiling goofily.

Now, his left arm was around Khushi's waist while the other one had his princess. Umbrella forgotten long back. He kissed their foreheads one by one and crushed them close to his chest, sighing in contentment. His entire world in his arms, close to his heart, in his embrace. The three of them standing in the pouring rain, forgetting every other thing and just lost in their choti sy dunya.

"Daddy!! I luv you sho much. The mosht in the wold(world). Even mole then Amma." Amal chirped.

Khushi's mouth formed an O hearing her. "Such a laad-governor she is. Before you came, she was all over me and now daddy dearest has come so why need Amma right?" She twisted her mouth.

Amal and Arnav chuckled, sharing a hifive.

"Sho much dlama!" Amal muttered near her father's ear.

Arnav pursed his lips and nodded. "Drama queen she is."

Khushi had heard both of them clearly and was now glaring at them. "I am a drama queen? I do drama?"

The father-daughter duo shared a look before shaking their heads vigourusly.

"No no no!" Amal chanted. "You ale my shweet Amma. Even mole shweet than jaeebi(jaleebi). Umm sho tasty." She made a dreamy face at the end, imagining a jaleebi date.

Khushi chuckled seeing her expressions and pinched her cheeks. "And she was calling me a drama queen."

Arnav chuckled and nodded. "So you guys were playing in the rain huh?" He asked to diver the topic.

"Yes daddy!" Amal beamed with joy. "Me and Amma play in galden. Sho much funh." She clapped her hands.

"Good but now, you two have to get inside and change quickly. I don't want any if you to get sick." Arnav said, looking at both his pretty girls.

Khushi and Amal pouted cutely and shook their head in denial, waving him off.

"No daddy. We play mole."

"Yes Arnav-ji. We won't go inside. Its so much fun here."

Arnav gave Khushi a warning glare. "No! Both of you will come inside with me now. No arguments."

Khushi twitched her mouth in annoyance and looked away. She couldn't deny her husband now could she? When he was already giving her the eyes. Although disappointed, she was ready to go inside but her daughter had all together different plans.

Arnav held Khushi's hand and with his daughter in his arms, he walked towards the house. They had reached near the stairs and rain was no longer pouring over them. By then,the not-so-unexpectd happened.

"Dad-dy!" Amal whispered in a quivering voice, her eyes filled up with big fat tears.

Arnav's heart ached seeing his princess's wet eyes. He felt a pang in his heart as if someone had just clawed it. "Amal.."

"You no luv me *sob* no lishten to meh *sob* scoded (scolded) me *sob* no mole youl plincish *sob* ony(only) Amma's jaan *sob* So bad daddy *sob* make Amal cly *sob* ohhh I die *sob*"

Arnav gasped loudly while Khushi tried hard to suppress her smile. One thing which Amal had learned from her the best was emotional blackmailing and doing crazy drama and right now, her daughter was busy making her proud with her amazing acting skills. The poor daddy was all set to give in to her demands.

Arnav sat Amal down on the grass and cupped her cheeks, wiping away her tears. "Ssh princess stop crying. Please jaan! Daddy can't see your tears you know na? Please bacha. Sssh Amal. Bas!"

Amal shook her head adamantly and cried some more. "Noh! I cly. I shad, vely shad. You no lishten to me. Sho bad. No luv meh anymoah. Amal no mole youl plincish."

Arnav was going crazy with worry seeing his daughter's tears while Khushi secretly showed a thumbs up to her daughter, grinning. As Arnav looked back at her for some help, she immediately straightened up and made a sad face, kneeling down in front of Amal.

"Amal listen doll.." She tried to speak but the drama queen stopped her.

"Noh Amma. I no lishten. Shee daddy no luv meh. He no luv you too. No listen to us. That's a ploof(proof) Sho beautifuh(beautiful) lain(rain) but no. He shay go inshide, go inside. Hawww." She wailed some more, widening her mouth in the end, rubbing her eyes and cheeks cutely and covered her Dave with her palms.

"OK fine!" Arnav finally gave up. "You can play some more. We won't go inside immediately."

Amal peeked at him from between her fingers. "Youh play with ush too?"

Arnav sighed and nodded. "Yes I will play too!"

"Yayyyy!" The little girl squealed loudly, uncovering her face and wiped her cheeks, jumping up and down happily.

She than flung herself into Arnav's arms and kissed his whole face repeatedly. "I luv daddy. Shoo goodh daddy. You ale besht besht besht. You ale Amal's jaebi(jaleebi), Amal's shona, Amal's jaan, Amal's laddo. Umm yummy!!"

Arnav exchanged a look with Khushi before he burst out laughing. Pulling Amal to his chest, he kissed her both chubby cheeks one by one before pecking her lips lovingly.

"I am best now?" He cocked a brow.

Amal bounced on her feet, wrapping her tiny arms around her father's neck. "Yesh! Yeah! Yesh!"

"Ok!" Arnav laughed, kissing her little nose.

"Come na let's play." Amal pulled her parents back in the garden, laughing heartily not before sharing a secret wink with her mother.

Both of them suddenly pushed Arnav on the grass making him mutter a 'what the'. Amal giggled and mounted on his chest, pulling his hairs and bouncing on him.

"Daddy youl hails are shoo shoft. I want to pull them moal." She put forth her wish making Arnav groan while Khushi continued to laugh.

The little family then enjoyed their time in the rain, going all crazy.

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