He is an orphan... He finds a mother in her... He loves her... She loves him....
But it is unethical and unacceptable by the society... Their relationship is always be mocked by the society, but they least care about that...
Theirs is a pure relati...
Abhi took Tommy in his embrace and pats his back... Abhi slowly moves out from the room not to disturb Pragya who is sleeping peacefully... Abhi closed the door slowly and moves to his room...
He took Tommy to the washroom and wiped his face....
Abhi: Hey champ... Don't be a baby... Freshen up and come...
Tarun (Tommy) comes out after sometime... Still he is completely moody.. Abhi scoops Tommy in his arms and takes him to the living room...
Abhi: Come on champ... Smile please... Lets do masti with our favourite choco yum yum shake and then we will play games...
Tommy: No i dont want... 😔😔😔😔.... First tell me who Im to you???
Abhi: Listen Tommy.... whoever asks you say to them that you are Tarun Abhishekh prem Mehra, son of mine... Got .. dont listen to your mumma... She is bluffing... Im your papa only...
You can call me whatever you want... But dont call me papa in front of princess alone or else she will tease me saying that iv become old... Do you want me to be teased,😞😞😞???
Tarun: point... Then I will call you popsi... My sweet popsi...
Abhi: Aww... My cutie champ... Come lets go n have our drink n have fun...
Tommy: Hurray!!!!! Yum... yum.. Popsi first shall we play in pool???? Please... Please...
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Tommy shows his puppy face and pleads... Abhi could not help but melts on seeing Tommy's cute antics and nods his head unknowingly....
Tommy: Oohhooo.... My popsi accepted.... Yayyyyyy....
Abhi: Oye this is cheating... If princess knows this, she will kill me for sure saying that you will get cold, fever, head ache.... blah blah blah...
Tommy: please... Please... Please... I swear I wont tell mom and I will do as you said... Please....
Abhi: Haan haan... Okay... So lets fill our tummy , yummy with chochi and lets enjoy diving in pool... come on champ... we have to rush before our mumma princess caught us...
Tommy: stupid popsi... who asked you to scream like this... cant you mute your fm for sometime... huh.. god... What shall I going to do with this kiddy popsi of mine??? Why you did not give him brain at all???
Let me bring my Popsi to your mandir and cut his hair and make his head bald... Atleast show pity on him afterwards and give him some brain which is now filled only with clay....
Until then I will water my popsi's head with clay and will grow flower to place it in the pooja thali...
