Babysitting a Babysitter (Completed)

Epilogue

"Sanyu .....sanyu where is my chutki and kaalia wali shorts?
Upar aao yaar.
How much time u take" Randhir was yelling from his bedroom for his shorts.

Myrah was busy painting something on her book.
She looked at randhir and gave a wide grin to him.

"My princess " Randhir gave a flying kiss to Myrah.

"Kya hua randhir why are u shouting?
Aur kya bola tumne Haa?  How much time I take. Like seriously randhir.
U think I should run like an athlete with this swollen belly?" Sanyu was looking at him angrily cupping her 6 months old baby bump.

"Aww Mommy I m sholly na" Randhir went towards her in a towel which was loosely hanging through his waist

"Dadda she is my Mommy.
Aap Mommy ko shanyukta bulao" Myrah scolded him like an oldy.

"Ok ....sholly baby" Randhir caught his ears.

"Kya hua?
Hmm...
Itna kyu sadh rahi ho .
Is it paining here (touching her belly )
Hmm....bolo" Randhir smiled caging her waist.

Myrah was giggling watching her dadda's antics. .

"U.....tum.....just dont talk to me , ok.
Jao tum.
Kal ek ice cream kya lene boli, tum toh mujhe dantne lage woh bhi sabke samne.
Mika kya soch rahi hogi mere baare mei.
Ki sanyukta bhabhi ko randhir daantna hai" sanyu sniffed searching the wardrobe.

"Arey sanyukta. .....baby.....main Myrah ko bhi toh mana karta hu naa ice cream khaane se.
Tum dono ko kitni sardi hoti hai ice cream khane ke baad.
I can't compromise with ur and myrah's health" Randhir tried to explain her but she was hell bound to eat ice cream.

"Randhir dekho....maine 6 mahino se ice cream nahi khayi hai.
Baby ko bhi ice cream chahiye " sanyu looked at her stomach.
"Baby u want ice cream right" sanyu smiled looking at her belly.

"Baby....listen....." randhir was interrupted by sanyu. .

"Dont baby me shekhawat.
Aur khud hi dhund lo apni shorts..
Main nahi dhundne wali" sanyu glared him angrily.

"Baby mujhe nahi mil rahi hai naa"
"And do u want me to roam aise ?"
"Bolo" Randhir carresed her lips with his thumb.

"Aise hi raho yaa nange ghumo pure Sydney mei.
I don't care.
Do u understand.
I don't care " sanyu yelled and left from room.

"Sanyu sambhalke jaana" Randhir yelled.

"Dadda" Myrah came and pulled his towel.

"Baby aapko aapke dadda ki izzat utarni hai?" Randhir asked holding his towel tight.

Myrah nodded negatively.

"Jiski izzat pehle se hi utri   hai uski kya aur izzat nikalu" Myrah pouted.

"Sahi baat hai" Randhir sat on the bed with Myrah.

"Dadda.....mumma toh gussa ho gyi, ab?" Myrah looked at randhir hopefully.

"Ab kya....kuch nahi.
Thik ho jaegi" Randhir smiled.

"Ek idea du?"

"Haa do baby"

"Umm.....ek butterscotch aur ek chocolate ice cream la do...mere aur mumma ke liye" Myrah chipped in a serious tone.

Randhir looked at Myrah and started tickling her small waist.
"Badmaash indirectly ice cream maang rahe ho Haa. ......badmash ladki " their giggles echoed in whole room .

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"Sanyukta. .....suno....baby......main tumhare bhale ke liye bol raha hu naa.
Bimar pad gyi toh....plz baby zid nahi karte" Randhir was running behind sanyu in the kitchen to manofy her but she was ignoring him.