Baked love

With a puffed-up expression on her face, she once again complained to her father. Picking up a spatula, she lightly hits her father's booty. "No, daddy, you're doing it all wrong. Who likes avocados with buttercream frosting?" The little Amayra frowned at her father's playful behavior. Barq made cute faces and motioned for her to do it herself. Being as small as an elf, she glared at the kitchen counter.

Barq stifled his laughter by covering his mouth with his fist. Amayra pouted at her father, saying, "Daddy, lift me," as she opened her arms. He melted at her adorable actions and lifted her into his arms, placing her on the kitchen counter. She picked up the fresh berries and strawberries, asking her father to slice them perfectly.

"Daddy, who made you a master chef? Your taste is so terrible," Amayra said, dipping her small finger into the buttercream and licking it. It tasted delicious, and she squealed with delight.

Barq narrowed his eyes at her and said, "Don't you think you're more like my mother and less like a daughter?" He rolled his eyes. She giggled and playfully swung her legs, asking, "Will you deliver this cake to that beautiful girl's house?" She asked with enthusiasm.

"Deliver it to her house? Why? When she comes to the restaurant, I'll have it brought to her by myself," Barq shrugged, putting the final touches on the cake. It was a small, delectable cake with perfectly sliced berries and strawberries. Amayra's eyes sparkled at the sight of the cake, but a yawn escaped her lips.
She woke up earlier than her usual routine in order to bake a cake for her beloved. However, Barq was unable to cooperate due to his drowsiness. He was still very sleepy at the moment. Observing his daughter yawning, he asked, "Shall we go back to sleep, amor? It's still early." She nodded her head, also feeling sleepy now. Barq made sure to pack the cake in a small container.

Carrying Amayra in his arms, he ascended the stairs. She leaned on his shoulder, feeling drowsy, as he tucked her into bed. He too joined her, holding her close to his heart.

"Daddy, please don't forget to bring that cake and thank miss beautiful properly," she said in her sleepy voice. "Of course, my love. Now, go to sleep," he replied, gently patting her head.

"Daddy, can I come with you?" she asked, her eyes wide open. No one could tell that she was about to fall asleep! It seemed like her sleep had disappeared long ago. Barq sighed and softly declined her request.

"Daddy, pleaseeee, what if she doesn't come to work? Let's go to her house," she exclaimed, sitting up with excitement. Barq couldn't help but stare at his daughter in pure astonishment. Just a minute ago, she was sleepy, and now she was full of energy.

"She will definitely come," Barq stated, closing his eyes. He was excessively fatigued, as his daughter had awakened him earlier.
Amayra frowned and settled herself on her father's chest. He responded with a weary expression, saying, "How much energy do you have, my love? I am exhausted, I will fall asleep, daddy is tired." He made a crying face. Dealing with stubborn and mischievous children is not easy.

Barq promptly placed her on the bed and covered himself with the duvet. He simply needed rest.

Amayra was taken aback by her father's audacity. "Here, the innocent girl's wishes are not fulfilled. I am leaving, I am leaving, daddy!" Amayra exclaimed dramatically, stomping her feet cutely on the mattress.

She observed her father removing his hand from the duvet, gesturing a goodbye. He waved goodbye to her. Amayra gasped and kicked his behind, causing him to groan. "I have raised such a mischievous child," he thought, making a crying face. Meanwhile, Amayra hopped off the bed and glared at her father, who was hiding behind the duvet. She quickly went downstairs to the lounge.

To call Umayyad through the landline, she dialed his number, as he had made her memorize it. The call was answered immediately, as Umayyad knew it could only be his little monster, Amayra. "Uncle, daddy has abandoned me," she said dramatically.

"Aww, my child, I am coming right away to punish your daddy. He made my child cry," Umayyad said, narrowing his eyes at the picture of him and Barq hanging on the wall. Meanwhile, she hummed and mumbled, "come fast, uncle, I love you."

"I love you more, my little monster" Umayyad said, smiling at her adorable nature. She was the lifeline for both Barq and Umayyad.

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Barq yawned while driving, observing his daughter and his best friend engaging in whispered conversations and giggles. He rolled his eyes in response. "Why does my life never allow me to sleep peacefully?" Barq thought to himself, sighing dramatically. He proceeded to park his car in the designated parking area. Amayra and Umayyad exited the car, with Amayra excitedly running into her father's restaurant. Umayyad followed closely behind.

"Umayyad, please keep a watchful eye on her," Barq instructed as his phone began to ring. It was his mother, inquiring about him after witnessing the recent incident on television. After reassuring his mother, Barq's attention was drawn to a taxi where the two girls were engaged in an argument with the driver. To his surprise, it was none other than Nora and Noya. Shaking his head, he ended the call.

"Good morning, Miss Nora and Miss Noya. Why have you both caused trouble to this innocent man?" he asked, casually placing his hands in his pockets. As he addressed them, Noya couldn't help but admire his neatly trimmed beard and his stylish Armani suit was fitting his well like his second skin. His built body was completely om display.

Noya blinked her eyes dreamily at him and smiled faintly. He raised his eyebrows at her while Nora desperately wanted to punch her dreamy face. "Noya, he is asking you something?" Nora whispered, trying to bring her back to reality.

"Well, let him ask, such opportunities don't come often... oh, he looks so handsome," Noya said, ogling him. Barq smiled with a small smirk and waved his fingers in front of her, causing her to quickly snap out of her daze. "Good morning, sir," she said, standing at attention. Barq bit his inner cheek to control his smile. She truly was quite amusing.

"Madam, please pay the fare," said the taxi driver, and Noya glared at him. "Huh? Pay? Go ahead Ofcourse rob me!! you have no shame? trying to scare two innocent girls," Noya warned him, displaying her tough demeanor. Nora felt extremely embarrassed as Barq's expression turned to shock upon witnessing her rowdy behavior.

"Allow me to inform you, sir, that this is not a trivial matter," Noya said calmly to Barq. He shrugged and replied, "I believe you, if you say so," before entering his cabin. Noya continued to gaze at him with adoring eyes, while Nora facepalmed in frustration.

"Because of him, both of our jobs are in jeopardy," Nora muttered, smacking Noya's head. Noya pouted and followed Barq until he was about to enter his cabin. As Noya was busy admiring him, she felt two little arms wrap around her waist. She squealed in delight as she realized it was Amayra. "Hey beautiful," Amayra exclaimed happily.

"Oh, hello cutie patoti. Why are you so adorable?" Noya said, pinching Amayra's cheeks. Amayra giggled and replied, "Because my daddy is handsome, so his daughter has to be cute, right?"

Noya smiled at her words. Amayra was indeed an incredibly adorable child. Nora and Noya engaged in conversation with Amayra, while Barq observed them with interest. He felt a pang of sadness at how quickly Amayra trusted people, but he knew that she was in good hands with Noya, despite her childish nature. With this thought in mind, he entered his cabin.

Meanwhile, Noya helped Amayra settle on the small table where they were assigned to work. "Thank you, Miss Beautiful, for saving my daddy. He means the world to me," Amayra expressed her gratitude. Noya smiled softly at her words.

"You're most welcome, princess. Does your daddy love you very much?" Noya asked, making Amayra giggle and nod with sparkling eyes. Witnessing this father-daughter love, Noya couldn't contain her emotions. She had longed to experience such a bond for a while.

"He loves me very much, more than anyone," Amayra said in an adorable manner. Noya smiled and gently embraced her. "I hope he continues to love you like this," Noya whispered softly, caressing her hair. Amayra giggled and playfully showed her fists, saying, "If he doesn't, I'll make him regret it." Noya chuckled at her remark.

After a while, Noya and Nora became engrossed in their work. Amayra sat with her legs dangling on the edge of the table. Seeing everyone busy, she decided to visit her father's office. However, upon seeing him occupied with work, she complained, "Daddy, did you give that cake to Miss Beautiful? Did you say thank you? No, you didn't, bad daddy," she said, puffing her cheeks. Despite being busy, Barq mumbled a sorry and picked up the well-packaged small cake.

"Go and call your Miss Beautiful here," he said, kissing her cheeks.

"Daddy! Having so much ego is not good. You should go to her," she said, glaring at him. He sighed and rolled his eyes at her instructions.

"And who will assist me?" She inquires, causing him to shake his head. He lifts her gently into his arms and proceeds towards her designated workspace, where everyone is now tasked with preparing a dish despite lacking a few ingredients from their cabinets, as is customary. Barq scans the expansive hall and spots Noya and Nora engaged in a heated argument. He shakes his head disapprovingly and makes his way towards them, while the other female recruiters eye him like a fresh piece of meat.

Amayra playfully sticks out her tongue at some individuals, and Barq is well aware of her mischievous behavior. He promptly silences her.

Upon reaching Noya's table, Barq clears his throat to gain her attention. Composing himself, despite never imagining he would be doing this in front of approximately ten recruits, he addresses her in a formal tone. "Come on, daddy," Amayra squeals, empowering her father.

"Miss Noya, I sincerely thank you for saving my life. Please accept this small, precious gift from me and my daughter. Once again, thank you," he says professionally. Amayra facepalms, while Noya's jaw drops to the ground. Was she being thanked?

Amayra climbs down from her father's arms and presents the cake package to Noya. Noya hesitantly accepts it and murmurs, "It was not necessary, sir. It was my duty to help another person. What's the point of being human if we don't assist one another?" Her voice is soft, yet her heart pounds loudly in her chest. She cannot bear being the center of attention, as everyone's gaze is now fixed on her. She feels a bit anxious and nervous. Barq, sensing her unease, gives a slight nod and takes hold of Amayra's hand, signaling their departure.

"Miss beautiful, taste it and let me know. My daddy and I made love for you," Amayra says, using their secret code words, causing Barq to mentally cringe,

He covered her mouth quickly and said, "she meant baked with love" he says and dashes out to his cabin quickly as Amayra giggles.

While here Noya's heart was beating widely. Her cheeks turned rosy. She never witness this kind of treatment from a stranger. All thanks to Amayra.

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