Appa to my pie 💝

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 After spending long, long hours at work and then driving for hours together, he lies on the bed with the alarm set as 3.a.m. His eyes said how much tired he was though he did not tell!

He had planned an early morning drive so that he could resume work as early as possible.

Tantadaaanaa!!! The Lil 💙 heart had some other plan for him. After the sumptuous dinner, the lil💙 jumped into the bed. His Appa had stuck himself to the wall and had slept on his tummy. The Lil 💙 after completing the two rotations, crawled towards me and started making noise followed by the laughter, as if he was explaining how he was going to annoy his Appa that night!!

It was 11:45 p.m. He crawled towards his Appa, started eating up his nose, and came back to me and laughed! Again, he went back to his Appa and started pulling his hair. I was secretly enjoying his moves😬 Sushan, who was damn sleepy, turned towards the wall, and the lil heart started climbing him😝All these went on till 2:30 a.m

It was like a night show 🤩 He annoyed him so much that Sushan simply hid himself inside the blanket. I was admiring how well all my genes had transferred to my lil 💙

The next day, when Sushan had to stop for the quick nap, the lil 💙 jumped on his Appa and looked into eyes. It was like apologizing for annoying him the whole night.





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