no warnings(soft) its a bit short cuz i am sort of tired.
I sat in our dining hall as I watched the daal cool off for the 5th time as I reheated it again. My leg kept stimming on the cool tiles as it got even darker outside the clock hit 10 p.m. I reached for my phone as I dialled Tarun’s number again, but there was no response.
Now I got up walking back and forth. I hated that he had signed for this job; it always kept me on the edge and I always admitted it that I hated that he was a police officer; anything could happen.
When I turned on the tv to pass time till he came home, but the news only covered how risky Vijay Golgaonkar’s case got. Tarun had taken up that too; he said he loved taking risks, but it was almost like playing a dirty, filthy game with me. I tried my best to convince him to join the law firm with me, and he shut me up saying I am pulling him away from his dream job.
Tarun and I had one daughter, Saira. Well, Tarun’s family was disappointed to find out it was a girl, but he made sure I never felt that, but somewhere I always knew; hence, we and Tarun shifted and built our own house, more like home.
That when I bell rang and I ran towards the door, as I opened it, Tarun stood there, and I jumped to hug him.
He smiled, “Aww my baby,” closing the door.
“You will indeed give me a heart attack one day,” I kissed his cheek.
“Don’t say stupid stuff,” he pinched my cheek.
“Come, let’s have stale food,” I said walking towards the dining hall.
“Why Sangheeta didn’t cook?” he asked as he placed the car keys in the drawer.
“No, she did, but the amount of time I have heated the food and it has gone cold. I must say it’s now stale food,” I said giving him a sarcastic look.
He laughed hugging me from the back.
“Sorry, jaan, you know my work, right? But tomorrow pakka I am coming home early,” he kissed my cheek again.
“Saira also slept saying she is mad at Dada. I think taking a leave is the only way you can fix our mood,” I smiled.
“Jaan maanglete kaam se leave mat mango,” he shook his head hugging me tighter.
“You’re just a man who loves his job more than his family, god pls change my husband” I sighed sarcastically.
“You naughty bitch” he picked me up as he nuzzled my neck.
“Tarunn it’s tickling meee” I wiggled in his arms.
“Tarun it’s tickling me” he mocked me.
“Stop plss” I said laughing.
“Okay ma’am stop pls” he mimicked me again.
I slapped his hand, “go freshen up now!”
“Okay madam ji going only” he joined his hands as he walked towards our bedroom.
When he sat in front of me I served him daal and rice with some mango pickle as he told me about his day as we ate dinner. We finished dinner as I kept the dishes in the dishwasher.
“Well darling ji where is my darling daughter” he asked wiping his hands.
“In her room sleeping dreaming about unicorns” I smiled.
“I’ll go check on her” he laughed.
I till then cleaned the kitchen and went back to my room to rest and change into my night dress.
He walked inside the room smiling, “sairu looks just like you when she sleeps cute she is like mini you”.
He jumped on the bed besides me,”today I saw my wife’s pretty face and my wife’s mini versions cute face and I have decided I don’t want to go to work tomorrow it’s our day out” he said in one breath.
I jumped on the bed,”I loveee youuu baby” I hugged him.
As we cuddled and dozed off in each other’s arms.
Morning came sooner than expected.
The warm rays of the Sunday morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the bedroom.
For the first time in weeks, the alarm hadn't rung.
Tarun stirred lazily, stretching before turning to find you still curled beneath the duvet. A sleepy smile tugged at his lips.
He leaned over and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear.
You groaned. "Five more minutes."
"We're supposed to leave in two hours."
"We can leave in... one hour and fifty-five minutes."
Before he could tease you further, tiny footsteps thundered down the hallway.
The bedroom door burst open.
Saira came running in wearing pink unicorn pyjamas, her messy ponytail bouncing with every step.
"You promised today's our family day!"
Tarun opened his arms dramatically.
She launched herself into his embrace.
"And today," he declared proudly, "your father belongs to no meetings, no phone calls, no files..."
"...only to his two favourite girls."
"Careful. She'll make you regret saying that."
"I already have a list!" your daughter announced excitedly.
She began counting on her fingers.
"Breakfast together. Then the park. Then ice cream. Then shopping. Then arcade. Then dinner. Then dessert."
"I should've checked this itinerary before approving it."
"I've been outsmarted by a seven-year-old."
The three of you were still in your night suits, gathered around the dining table.
You had made fluffy pancakes, scrambled eggs, toast, fresh fruit and hot chocolate.
Tarun walked in carrying a huge bowl of strawberries.
"Chef Tarun reporting for fruit duty."
"You washed exactly six strawberries."
"They're premium strawberries."
"They're normal strawberries."
"They've been washed with love."
As everyone settled down, Tarun reached for the maple syrup.
"You always make my pancake smile."
He immediately grabbed banana slices and blueberries.
You looked at your own plain pancake.
"So... mine doesn't get a face?"
He quickly decorated yours too.
"What emotion is this supposed to be?"
"It looks like it's judging me."
"That's because it knows you'll steal my
Your daughter laughed so hard she nearly dropped her fork.
"This is why I love breakfast."
Halfway through eating...
Tarun's phone buzzed on the table.
He stared at the screen for a moment.
Your daughter looked up nervously.
"...Are you going to answer?"
Then calmly turned it over so the screen faced down.
"I promised today belongs to my girls."
She beamed so brightly that you thought your heart might melt.
She reached across the table and held his hand.
He squeezed her tiny fingers.
"No promotion is worth missing this."
You looked at him fondly.
"I've missed too many outings."
The three of you headed upstairs to get ready.
Your daughter stood in front of her wardrobe dramatically.
"I have nothing to wear."
Tarun stared at the overflowing wardrobe.
"You have... approximately two hundred dresses."
"She's definitely your daughter."
Tarun pointed at himself.
Both of you looked at him silently.
She finally emerged wearing a yellow summer dress with white sneakers.
"Mumma, do I look pretty?"
You knelt down and kissed her forehead.
Tarun crouched beside her.
"I think the sun came out because it wanted to match your smile."
She hugged him instantly.
Tarun walked over and slipped an arm around your waist.
"You've been stealing the spotlight since the day I met you."
"Our daughter's right here."
"Ewww!" she interrupted, covering her eyes dramatically.
"Very strict government."
As we walked outside hand in hand.
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