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Breakfast date.

As promised, the update is here!










Pushing the door open, Arnav stepped inside the room and walked towards the princess-theme bed. An affectionate smile took it's place on his lips as his eyes landed on his doll, who was sleeping soundly like a cute bunny, all cuddled up with her huge, stuff rabbit which was a gift from her NK chachu.

Dressed in her usual red pyjamas, Amal's soft, long hairs were sprawled all over the place. Her lips were formed in a cute pout, the cute button nose was slightly wrinkled, apple cheeks were glowing even in sleep and the big, brown n bright eyes were closed. Her one hand was clutching her rabbit to her chest while the other was laying beside her head, tightly enclosed in a fist.

Like every other single time, Arnav felt his heart swelling with all of the love of the world, seeing his baby. She looked extremely beautiful even in her sleeping state. She was an extravagantly pretty child, with additional attributes of cuteness, sass, intelligence and attitude. Amal was the Raizada princess and she was fully aware of it.

Settling himself beside her on the bed, Arnav wrapped his arm around his baby and pulled her to his chest softly. Bending down, he kissed her rosy cheeks one by one before placing a tender kiss on her soft lips.

"Good morning jaan." He whispered softly.

In response, Amal madam scrunched up her nose, let out a whine and rub her eyes cutely before opening them just a little.


Upon seeing daddy dearest, a full blown smile tug at her lips. Turning towards Arnav, she climbed on his chest, resting her tiny body over her father's torse and burried her face in his neck.

"Gooh monin daddy buh(but) no gooh monin. Amal ish shoooo sheepyy. Monin goo goo away, sheep come come to meah. Veay sheepy Amal." She murmured in her father's neck, sinking further into his chest.

A chuckle left Arnav's mouth as he heard his drama queen. She clearly wanted to lie down with him and cuddle for a while, sleep was just an excuse. After all, it wasn't very usual when daddy would come to her room in the morning itself and wake her up. Normally, Khushi used to wake her up after Arnav had left for the office but not before showering his daughter with lots of kisses in her sleep only.

"Oh, is my rabbit sleepy? Actually, I am very sleepy too. Let's do one thing, both of us should lie down here and sleep. No problem, if our plan of preparing breakfast for your Amma and surprising her gets spoiled. Sleep is more important." Arnav said.

Yesternight, the daddy-daughter duo had planned to surprise Khushi with breakfast-in-bed. They had even took Anjali on board to help them in the making of meal but looks like, the master mind had herself forget about it.

As Arnav's words registered in Amal's brain, she sprang up from his chest with a jerk and looked at him with wide eyes and open mouth.

"Heyyy Dei Mayah(Devi Maiya), I fo-get. Hawwww, shoo bad. Shoo shoo bad. Pool blain, fo-get aboh plan. Vely weak, no eat amondsh(almonds) na that'sh why. Amma awaysh shay eath, eath, eath amondsh, I shay noh, noh, noh. Sheee nowh. Oooofffff!!!" Amal wailed dramatically, smacking her forehead.

Arnav laughed out loud watching Amal's antics. She had clearly inherited all her craziness and ability to do drama whenever she wanted to, from her mother. Also, her cuteness. Holding her tiny hands in his, Arnav kissed them softly and said,

"We aren't late baby. Your Amma is still sleeping and we have enough time to prepare breakfast and surprise her. All we need to do is hurry up now so that we won't get late."

"Yeshh, hully hully (hurry) nowh. Youh washted shoo muhh time daddy. Alwayshh talkinh, sho muhh talkinh. Geh upp nowhh." The little devil ordered her father, putting all the blame on him before getting up from the bed.

So much like Khushi! Never accepting her fault. Arnav mused, following his doll who was now paddling towards the washroom, but stopped at the door and turned to look at him with an extremely worried face.

" Ohh nohh!! Shoo muh biggieee pobem daddy."

"What happened doll?" Arnav frowned.

"I noh get reay (ready) myshelf. Awayshh Amma doh buh Amma sheep, sheep todah. Nowh wha? Hawwww, Amal no looh (look) baddie." She grimaced.

Arnav chuckled and scooped Amal in his arms, slightly throwing her up in the air before catching her back, making his daughter burst into fits of giggles.

" Daddy moah moah, doh ain(again). I shoo muh enjoyyy." She squealed, bouncing up and down in Arnav's arms, laughing freely.

Arnav obliged immediately making his princess smile giganticaly. She was clearly enjoying the attention.

"I will dress up up today baby."

Amal frowned? "Yoh?"

"Yup, me!" Arnav nodded, entering inside the washroom.

"Buh you noh girl. You ah boy. You noh knowh girl'sh FASHION." Amal snapped, grimacing and stressing on fashion. Her eyes big and wide.

Arnav looked at his princess with amusement, who was certainly underestimating him, not knowing that her father was known as the king in fashion world. But telling this to Amal right now wasn't an intelligent idea because that would lead to her asking more and more questions. She was a talking dictionary, a small-sized, never getting quiet jin who would inquire about every single thing repeatedly until she gets satisfied.

"Trust me princess, you will look beautiful today too like always." Arnav cajoled. "And moreover, we need to hurry up otherwise your Amma will wake up and we won't be able to surprise her."

That did the trick. Amal hurriedly nodded, agreeing to her father. She couldn't wait anymore to surprise Khushi.












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The breakfast, that had to be prepared for them three in fifteen minutes, was prolonged to half n hour long. All thanks to Amal Singh Raizada. She adamantly demanded to be the part of breakfast preparing team, offering her services to knead the flour or make the puris or fry them atleast. Anjali had a hard time to convince her.

"Baby, I will do it. You are very small jaan. You can't prepare all this yourself."

"I canh." Amal declared, flaring her nostrils. " I no shmah(small), I vely biggieeee, sheeeee!" She stood on her tip-toes and arched herself upwards trying to convince her Bua.

Anjali coughed loudly to cover up her smile. Her niece was a live, walking source of entertainment.

"Thishh mah shupishe(surprise). If I noh pepae(prepare) beakfasht, Amma shayyy hawwww Amal noh doh any wok, Amal ishh laazyyy. Thishh noh shupishe of Amal, this ishh Anji bua's shupishe."

"Baby." Anjali sighed. "No one will tell your Amma that I prepared the breakfast. We will tell her that Amal cooked everything with her small, small hands." Anjali tried to reason.

"And moreover," This time, Arnav came forward. "If you do all this work then your beautiful dress and your beautiful face would all get dirty. Think about it. What will Amma say if she see her doll all dirty." Arnav said, pursuing his lips.

Amal kept thinking for few seconds, looking between her father and Bua, trying to gage their sincerity before finally giving in.

" Okah buh we shay toh Amma tha Amal pepae wholeeeee beakfasht. "

Arnav placed a hand on his chest and nodded his head. "Of course."

He then picked Amal from the counter top and walked out of the room leaving an exasperated Anjali behind.

"How do Khushi-ji even handle her? Hey Bhagwan."















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"Ready?" Arnav grinned down at his daughter, carrying the breakfast tray in his hands.

"Yeshhhh Daddy." Amal squeaked like a squirrel, jumping on her toes.

Arnav fist bumped with her and finally enter inside his room. Placing the tray on the small table, he signaled Amal with his eyes, who climbed up on the bed and jump directly on a sleeping Khushi.

" AMMA!!" Her screech was loud.

"Hey Devi Maiya!" Khushi sat up on the bed, startled and holding her chest. "What happened? Has an earthquake come? Why did you scream doll?"

Arnav rolled his eyes at his dramatic wife while Amal smacked her forehead.

"Oooooffff Amma. Noh happen anyshing. I camh toh shupishe yohh." She told, wrapping her arms around Khushi's neck and bouncing on her lap like a bunny.

"Surprise? For me, oh wow!" Khushi smiled at her daughter, kissing her nose.

I'm response, Amal showered her whole face with countless kisses making Khushi laugh. She pulled her daughter more into her chest and squeezed her affectionaly. Her heart bursting with love and adoration for the tiny being in her arms.

"So, what's the surprise?"

Arnav, who was now sitting on the bed himself, opened his mouth to answer but his over-enthusiastic rabbit didn't let him.

"Beakfashttt in bedhh Amma. I pepae evything myshelf. Noh take help flom Anji Bua. Evything myshelf, with my shmall , shmall handshh. Aaloo puli, jaebi, teaee. Ummm yummy." Amal spoke hurriedly, closing her eyes in last and licking her lips dreamily.

Khushi looked at Arnav and both of them shared a knowing laugh.

" Oh, my baby prepared all of it. Wow, my Amal is a big girl now. "

" Yeshh, shooo tiled nowh. All wohk doh myshelf naa. Daddy noh help." The drama queen said, making an exhausted face.

Arnav shook his head and chuckled while Khushi held Amal's both hands and kissed them lovingly.

"I can't wait to eat the breakfast jaan. I am sure it would be very tasty since my baby prepared it. Thank you for this surprise Amal. Amma loves you so much." Khushi hugged her daughter.

"Amal luv Amma too vely muh. Velyyy Velyyy muh."

"So no one loves me, huh?" Arnav faked a sad expression.

Amal and Khushi parted from their hug and looked at Arnav who was sitting with a pout on his lips. The mother daughter duo shared a quick glance before Amal frisked straight on her father.

Arnav caught her in time and laid her on the bed, tickling her sides. Amal's happy giggles resonating in the whole room.

"Ooff daddy shtop. I luv yoh too. Ohh shtopp daddy." She squealed, trying to pry off her father's hands away.

Khushi shook her head and walked towards the washroom to freshen up. The little family, later enjoyed their breakfast, with Amal eating all of the jaleebis leaving an amused Arnav and shocked Khushi behind.

"This is what I call karma Khushi." Arnav whispered in his wife's ear who was seeing their daughter licking her fingers.

In response, Khushi just narrowed her eyes and elbow her husband in the ribs making him yelp.












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