Noya had a very little portion of dinner with hesitation. Being surrounded with so many people, would often make her more clumsy and nervous at the same time. Amayra along with Barq steals some glances if her to make sure she tastes everything that is present on the dinning table. Noya pouted at the pudding Amor placed in her place.

"I am full, i can't have more" she says realising a sigh. Amor pouts more, "have this, its daddy's favourite pudding" making her father's heart swell with pride.

Hubaab glanced at his brother and cleared his throat taking a cup of pudding. Barq smiled lightly at his brother.

The dinner was wrapped up and now Noya was completely exhausted. She had more than her appetite. Her tummy peaks out making her sigh and walk like a pregnant woman. With one hand on her back and one caressing a small tummy that dared to come out.

Amayra followed her giggling at her antics. "Is it a baby boy or a baby girl?" Amayra asked giggling taking place on Noya's bed. Laying on her stomach, dangling her legs up in air.

Noya chuckled blushing, "oh its a boy Ofcourse" she played along. "Yayy! It baby boy, have you thought of any name?" Amor asked with shining eyes.

Noya acted like thinking and both bursted into laughter.

Amor stood up cupping her tummy, "i also want a baby now" she says making Noya's eyes widened. "What? Why? How? I mean... Amor?" Noya was flabbergasted by her words.

Amayra giggled and hopped down the bed with firm voice. "Yes! I want a baby! A baby!" She says making Noya bite her nails and Amor speeded off to her father's room.

That was not supposed to happen? Noya whined and runs behind Amayra. Who was fast enough to skip her hold and run yelling, "daddy!!"

While here, Barq and Hubaab were in Barq's balcony. Having their coffee and conversing about everything and anything. Barq, being the elder one wanted to know what exactly Hubaab feels regarding him abd his his family. Was he comfortable and adjusting well or not.

Hubaab takes a sip and scans his older brother. "Can I ask you somthing if you don't mind?" Barq gave a gave a approval nod.

"Hmm" he hummed, letting his younger brother proceed his thoughts into words. "Why did you suddenly arrived here? Why don't you shift here permanently, mom would be glad and happy, she often misses you" Hubaab ends his pov making Barq sigh.

"I Don't want you to be uncomfortable, besides that my business is based there but if it makes you and mom more comfortable and happy, I would be more than happy" he said sounding agreeing with the idea.

Hubaab gave a nod. "What happened to you hand?" Barq inquired finding scratches on his elbow. "Just a small accident" as Hubaab finishes. Amayra's yell echoed the place.

"Daddy lets make love!" Her words made Hubaab cough on his coffee. Barq shooked his head, he opened his arms for his daughter who came into his arms with a speed.

"She means baking cake" he whispered to his brother making him shake his head.

"Daddy lets make love for the baby!" She says caressing his beard with her small fingers. That tickles her skin making her giggle.

"Baby!?"

"Yes, a baby" she replies giggling. Meanwhile Noya enters the room with full speed. Collapsing with the punching bag and landing on the couch. Bith the brothers gasped at this and muffled their laughter. Amayra pouted and glared at them.

"Bad manners, help her!" She says ordering. Barq stood up walking towards her. Who was busy cursing the punching bag.

"Are you fine Ms. NOYA?" asked Barq shoving his hands in his pockets. Noya's eyes snapped to him and her breath hitched. He was soo hot and spicy to her. Flexing his muscles that her gulp at his intense gaze, that made her blush. Her dreamy eyes made him smirk proudly at his charm. Indeed, he was effortlessly handsome and hot.

Hubaab glanced at Noya and shooked his head. He stood to leave them while Amayra held his hand, "wait, let the baby arrive"

"Who's baby?" He questioned frowning. "Mine!" She said smiling at her small tummy!

Barq's eyes widened with fear and shock. "What? Who taught you this?" He questioned taking her in his arms, making her sit on the small coffee table.

"Mine! I want a baby, my own baby" she says pouting. Barq narrowed his eyes at her words. Noya gasped and fidgeted her finders.

"Ms Noya care to explain, is this your pretty smart words?" He questioned making Noya and Amayra pout. Hubaab takes a seat enjoying the drama. He never knew that family dramas are this exciting.

"Me? Noooo! Umm... actually I was just playing around...

"This kind of games!? Seriously ms Noya?" He asked raising his eyebrows.

"I tried to explain her but she ran like a superman!" She says pouting making Amor gasp.

"I am a super woman. Please don't change my gender! How will i give birth to baby? And daddy its a boy!" She says with excitement.

Barq facepalmed, finding no choice and correct words to explain her.

Hubaab chuckled and shooked his head. "Kids don't give birth, adult does" he said making Amayra pout at him angrily.

"Daddy but...

"No ifs and buts. Such games are no good amor!" Barq says being bit serious.

"But I want a baby boy! Can we make it in oven?" She asked using all her brain. Hubaab laughed his heart, making Barq chuckled and shake his head. Noya too smiled and looked away.

"Am i joke to you all? Fine i won't talk to you all, i will make my own baby" she says glaring at the three who bursted into laughter more. Making her more angry.

"This little bean of yours has no filter" Hubaab commented laughing. "Just like Noya" replied Barq laughing without knowing what he just said.

"What? Me? No way! Like you" Noya says back hugging the cushion while she laughs.

Amayra glared at everyone and lastly at her daddy. She glared at his and kicked somewhere, down there making him groan! Noya and Hubaab's eyed widened. This girl got guts.

Flipping her hair, she walks out or more like toddles out of the room on the mission baby!

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