After a full week of hell tiring but worth enjoyable short vacation, the two friends were back and as soon as they returned, the heavy loads of work welcomed them.

Though, the trip was a bit exhausting, it has given them the needed relaxment and now they were back in action.

Winding up all the major projects topped their to-do list considering they would be taking a leave for Aman-Tanvi's destination wedding.

The coming one week disappeared in thin air with the quantity of work they had.

And with 15 days left for the marriage, they finally left to Goa. The destination of their wedding.

Sitting in the flight fully packed with Aman's relatives and their friends, Arnav sighed and moved his eyes in every nook and corner to have a glimpse of that not so special interest of his.

Seems, she had not joined them in the flight. Though he was curious, he felt it offending for his friend to ask about his nerdy ex who happens to be his lovely cousin.

His frown decreased and smirk widened seeing a sexy girl staring at him. The flight won't me that boring as he had considered.

Making her a drooler of his charm by his lop sided smile, he stood and went in direction of washroom.

Walking in haste, she was searching for her sole surviver with frown and anger on her nose, for how dare her sole surviver to leave her alone when she was new over here.

Holding her bag in one and Guinea pig in another, she was now running when she dashed to a 6 feet long rock only to stagger and then fall down with a thud with her guinea pig to land on her nose.

Highly irritated, she glared at that 6 feet rock who readily bent down hell-worried and the moment he tried to help he, his hand received a slap with a grrrrr from her side.

Can't you see and walk?
She shouted to which he looked at her shocked. Never ever he had thought her to be this angry and loud.

Hey, I am sorry Love. Are you hurt?
He asked in his softest voice concerned still ignoring the fact that she scolded him.

I am not your love, Mr. 6 feet rock.
She shouted with her flared nose and Arnav held back his urge to kiss her cute chubby cheeks.

Okk, then who are you, Looooovvvvvveeeee?
He asked laughing under his breath.

She narrowed her eyes at him and said-

I am Aimal.

Aimal Gupta.

Arnav looked at the tiny creature standing in front of him with thrilling expressions.

The flare of her nose was indicating she was high on temper and that's what was of Arnav's interest.

Bending down on his knee he flickered her twin pony making her eyes widen at him for his audacity.

Sniffling a laugh, he said -

Animal Gupta?

What kind of a name do you have?

She

Grrrrr.

And said while gritting her teeth-

Its Aimal Gupta.

Aimal means Hope.

I am the hope, the faith, the light of my mumma.

Arnav smiled with the beautiful way she described her name. Her mother must be a very positive and strong woman.

But then he laughed mischievously for he was having so much of fun in rilling up this baby girl.

Ohh! So tiny she is and holds so much of attitude and anger.

She was about to leave with her bag and Guinea pig in either hands when he held the end of her frock and with his cutest smile asked-

Will you be my friend love?

She jerked his hand from the end of her frock and thumping her legs on the ground said in annoyed tone-

Aimal. Its Aimal. And no, I won't be your friend. I am four years old and you are forty. Go and find friends of your age, UNCLE.

His eyes widened for his baby girl whom he has fallen in love with called him an oldie indirectly and upon that she rejected the friendship proposal even.

Holding her tiny, soft plams in between his, he said rather cutely-

Hey, I am just 29 and I can be a very nice friend.

She, suddenly, giggled making him grin as well.

You are cute, Mr. Six feet rock. I can be your friend but only if Mumma agrees, Okk?

She said with a pouty smile and Arnav punched in air showing his happiness.

Children indeed are cutest and Arnav's weakness.

And well not everyone knows it. Infact, its a secret treasured only in his heart.

He was smiling when found her saying-

I am mommy's girl and I do only what she says.

So, you will have to be my mumma's friend first.

She said in a deal tone and forwarded her hand to which Arnav readily Shaked his hand with and said-

Ohh! I will be pleases to be a friend of my Love 's mommy.

So, shall we?
He asked her to which she nodded bobbing her head up and down and began to walk, when he said-

Can I, pretty please carry you till your mommy, Love?

She pouted and said-

No, I am a big girl. I am four years old. You don't need to pick me in your arms.

He smiled looked at the 4 years big girl in front of him and pleaded again-

I know you are a big girl, but you know, this flight is moving and I am afraid. If I carry you in my arms and walk, then I will be less afraid. So, pleaseeeeeee.

She narrowed her eyes again at him and said-

You don't need to do this drama. You are a big boy and you are not afraid. I know.

Arnav looked at her amused. Certainly, this kid isn't one to be fooled around.

Impressive. He is already eager to meet her mother abd appreciate her.

Sho much of drama. Uhh, fine, you can pick me in your arms.
Aimal said and spread her arms and in next moment, Arnav had picked her in his arms and after kissing her cute chubby cheeks, went to meet her mother.

To be continued..

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