His Heart? Knows
{?That he still wants her?}
Writer: Temiloluwa ?
Sixty-Two
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“Wahh!,” Samir increased his wailing sound when he noticed that his parents were too stunned to reply. Zoya panicked when she saw this. She immediately struggled to get down but Aamir just tightened his hold round her.
Zoya glared at him and mouthed,”Let me down now! Can’t you see my baby is crying? What’s wrong with you?”
Aamir smirked and replied cheekily,”He is your baby… You are my baby. I can’t just let you go cause of this little devil.”
“Wahh!!! Wah!!! You are letting papa call you baby… Don’t let papa call you baby again! Wahh! You are my baby!,” Samir’s cries grew even louder when he heard this. He tugged at Aamir’s pants, trying to make him drop his mother.
“Aamir…. Will you just quit being strong-headed for once and let me go? If he continues crying like this, he might really fall sick,” Zoya told Aamir. He frowned and reluctantly dropped her gently.
As soon as she was released, she bent down and hugged Samir. Samir put his hands round her neck. “Mama, I missed you… Don’t let papa call you baby again… You are my baby,” He declared again. Aamir’s eyes almost bulged out as he glared at the little devil?
Perhaps he should have just left him at the Sharma’s mansion instead of letting him tag along.
“Yes, mama is your baby only… No one else. Now please stop crying,” Zoya pleaded softly. Samir’s expression changed immediately.
Zoya lifted him up in her hands and walked to a sofa. Aamir followed behind suddenly feeling dejected… She completely forgot about him.
“Mama, I’m hungry,” Samir informed with a knowing smile. “Don’t you know anything else other than food?,” Aamir immediately flared up. “No wonder your head is growing bigger each passing day.”
Samir looked at his mother with a puppy eyes that showed that he is about to cry. Zoya immediately glared at Aamir. “Why don’t you look at yourself before insulting him? He obviously got the big head feature from you,” She retorted. ?
“Now baby, tell mama what you want to eat,” Zoya requested.
“Pancakes!,” Samir squealed happily. Zoya shook her head sideways and gently refused,”No… No pancakes… It’s late already so I’ll prepare a wonderful dish for you… What about mashed potatoes with chicken curry?”
Samir looked confused when Zoya said this. What is sma… or was it mu… He shook his head sideways. His brain can’t comprehend the word?.
Zoya held his hand and led him to the kitchen. Aamir immediately followed them. Even if they won’t invite him, he’ll just follow them.
Just as he was about to enter the sparkling kitchen, Zoya suddenly turned around and they almost bumped into each other. Zoya looked up at him and told him coldly,”You are not invited… Stay out of the kitchen.”
“Yes, stay at least five meters away from mama,” Samir added in his tiny voice? Aamir gaped at them in suprise. These mini and she devil are stopping him from entering his own kitchen.
“You can’t boss me around… This is my house… My kitchen,” Aamir told them, glancing down at the average height she-devil and short little devil??
Zoya gave off a low laugh and then told him lowly,”I bet there are alot of knives in this kitchen. While cutting the potato, my hand can just slip and cut someone’s flawless skin.”
Aamir gulped when he heard this and immediately turned around… He can’t risk it even if he is a little bit sure she won’t be able to do it.
He could only stand and watch from the doorway as Zoya and Samir advanced into the kitchen together. The cook in the kitchen tried to persuade Zoya to leave wh@ťěver she wants to cook to her but she didn’t agree.
“You should also take a little break… My baby wants to taste my food,” Zoya told her with a smile. The cook was so pleased to see that the new mistress isn’t as cruel, arrogant, lazy and rude as the servants had envisioned her to be.
She bowed and left the kitchen. Aamir could only watch in regret as the different and suprisingly good aroma of chicken, potatoes and soup assailed his nose.
He was already drooling when she finished cooking. But he frowned when he saw that she only dished out the food on two plates only. One small round plate for Aamir and a flat one that’s obviously for her.
Where is his???? He immediately cleared his throat severally to make her aware of his presence in case she’s forgotten already. When she refused to look at him or acknowledge him, he was forced to talk,”Uhmm… Wifey… I think you forgot something.”
Zoya looked at him and looked around with genuine confusion before she finally asked him,”What is that?”
He pointed at himself and reminded her,”Wifey, you didn’t dish out food for me… You remembered Samir and yourself but why about me!?”
“Who are you?,” Zoya’s question threw him off guard. “Yes, who are you,” The little interpreter, our little devil added.
Aamir was stunned. He immediately whined,”What do you mean!? I’m your hubby.”
Then he turned to Samir and said,”I’m your papa. How can you deny me like this!?”
Zoya just rolled her eyes at him and walked out. As she walked out, she told him,”Take your food yourself.” Aamir was planning to start a hunger strike but as soon as he tried to walk out of the kitchen in anger, his stomach growled in protest.
So he had no other choice but to go take his food himself ??
***Later that night….
Aamir sighed in relief when he walked out of the bathroom in just shorts… His head still wet. He is so relieved that the day has finally come to an end.
Zoya and Samir had just ignored him all day acting like he wasn’t even present. Anytime he tried to join in their fun activities, she would just shun him and of course the little devil will support her.
A frown appeared on his face when he saw that the bed was empty… Now where did she go to? He suddenly heard laughter from the room next door so he went to check.
He was stunned to see Zoya sleeping beside Samir on the bed. Both were laughing and cuddling happily. He immediately felt upset.
“Zoya, what are you doing? Isn’t it late already?,” He asked her.
“Papa always knock whenever you want to enter my room? Don’t disturb my private time,” Samir told him. ??
Aamir walked in and glared at the mother and child.
“Go to bed… It’s late already. Why are you intruding our privacy?,” Zoya asked him.
“What do you mean go to bed? Shouldn’t it be let’s go to bed together?,” Aamir asked her in return.
“Which bed!? I’m sleeping here with baby tonight,” Zoya answered him. Samir smiled happily and cuddled her even more.
Aamir tried to stop himself from exploding with anger. Is this little brat trying to snatch his wife away?
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