Suman's POV~

I jolted hearing a knock on the door of my room... Oh, so he is back. I looked at the clock angrily. It was showing the timing as 12.30 am. The knock on the door increased but I didn't move a bit.

"Rot in hall now. I'm not going to open the door. Good night to you Mr Malhotra"

I muttered angrily sliping into the duvet. The knocks on the door stopped after few minutes and I slept peacefully spreading arm on my cottonball....

But, my beauty sleep was disturbed when I felt someone tracing my chinbone... I opened my eyes lazily and saw my cottonball touching my chin with her fingers.  Her eyes were closed as She was still in her dreamland.

My lips curved automatically into a smile seeing my cottonball touch my chin again and again  with her cute little finger as if she was searching for something on my chin..

She frowned in her sleep as if dissatisfied with something and then started crying the very next moment.... Now I understand why she was touching my chin. May be because she thought me as her dad and when she didn't find beard on my face, her little brain understood that it's me.

"Ssshhhh.. Don't cry gudiya. Mumma is here. Please don't cry my baby."

I patted her back. She opened her eyes and looked at me. My god, her eyes...Her eyes are like ocean...deep and beautiful..I get drown into them whenever I see these two wide orbs. And her small feet are so soft and  cute...

She blinked her eyes slowly looking at me and I giggled at my baby's cuteness. Trust me,my cottonball is very very cute. But mind you, she is very devil. The next moment she again started crying...

"I know gudiya, u are missing your dad. I'm missing him too. But you know baby, it's necessary to punish him. If not, then he'll never learn to come home on time."

My cottonball was listening to me carefully as if she was understanding my each and every word. Her cries stopped and she looked at me silently for a minute. My god, how can someone be so sinfully cute...

I kissed her cheeks and patted her back to sleep and myself slept keeping my one arm on her...

By the way I forgot to tell you, me and shravan have shifted in London. After our confrontation, Shravan didn't wanted to stay in India. He was happy but he wasn't comfortable around his parents. Also we were not able to take our marriage to next level because of his guilt.

My Shravan was feeling suffogated in his own home. Can u believe it. His room use to remind him how we treated each other after our marriage. He couldn't eat properly because the dining table had some of our bitter memories.

So i being a good wife asked him if we can shift somewhere else... Firstly he didn't believe that I was saying this. At the very next moment he yanked me to his chest and gave feverish kisses, thanking me for understanding him...

How can I not understand my Chasmish.... We shifted to London. Earlier whenever Shravan use to go office I use to feel alone in this big mansion of London, but from last one year everything changed. Now, I'm no more alone because I have My gudiya with me , who is sleeping hugging me tight right now...

After sometime, I heard her shrilling cry again....

"Not again gudiya. Stop it".

I said annoyed but she started hitting me with her fist. What has gotten into this girl I don't know. Like father, like daughter. Both of them are enemy of my sleep. He don't let me sleep because of his super romantic mood and his daughter don't let me sleep because of her loud cries... Oh god ,where I'm stuck....

I looked at my cotton ball who was hitting my face with her fist. Such a angry bird she is...

"Sorry my gudiya, mumma won't shout at you again. Now please be your mumma's good girl and sleep. "

I said holding her both the fist in my one hand... Her cute little fingers are so soft and delicate. I want to kiss them right now. But no, I have to hold back my urge of kissing her, if not then my gudiya will be pissed off more. She don't like anyone kissing her when she's angry.... After all, how can you forget she's Shravan Malhotra's daughter. Arrogance runs in her veins like blood😏

"Chan...Chan....Aaaaeeeeee"

Her cries increased. Now this little devil was pulling my nuptial chain.... I looked at the clock. It was showing 3 am... God, I'm going to have terrible headache tomorrow because my cotton ball is not letting me sleep.

"Baby but I can't take you to him now. He needs to be punis...."

Before I could finish ,a punch landed on my nose... Such a devil she is ,didn't I tell you. She can't listen even a word against her father. That man has done some blackmagic on my daughter I guess..My baby is punching me for him. Perhaps, She loves him more than me. But I'm also her mom and I exactly know how to shut her mouth... So I did what every mother does when her baby cries...

I laid her in my lap. Pulling the zip of my nightware down, I inserted my nipple into her mouth. She started sucking it making me experience the maternal bliss. She was quietly sucking till now, all of sudden it started paining..  My god, this little devil is biting my nipples now. She does this whenever she's angry and trust me, it pains like hell but then too... She is my baby. And I love her like anything. My cute little angry cotton ball...

After feeding her, I zipped my nightware and streched my hand to pick up the water bowl that was on the table. I put a spoonful of water inside her mouth and patted her back waiting for her to burp. But instead, she started crying again pulling my long hairs with her little fingers.

"Ohk ohk. Stop it gudiya. I'll call him. Fine? But don't expect me to talk with him normally "

With that, I got up from the bed and picked her up in my arms. She is a healthy baby but her weight feels like a feather in my arm.

I opened the door, and walked towards the hall.. There was he, my culprit sleeping peacefully on that couch. Here I was spending sleepless nights from so many days just because of his devil daughter and just look at this beast. He is sleeping as if he is having the best sleep of his life.

I looked at the dining tables... The plates and bowls were empty.  Great. It means he had dinner... Thank god. Otherwise he would have got a nice earful from me now for skipping his dinner.

I reached near the couch.
Gudiya smiled looking at her father's sleeping form. She was looking at him lovingly. Do I have grown horns on my head? I'm asking this because she never looks at me like this....

I took the jug which was placed on the table near the couch and emptied it on my sleeping husband's head.

"Are you fucking mad sumo?"

Within a second, his eyes shot open . He got up with a jerk and started shouting on my face.

My gudiyaa started clapping her hands looking at her father's wet form.

"Chan...Chan...Channnn... "

She started babbling . My gudiya is just 11 months old. Recently she has started speaking bisyllables (two words).and yes, She calls Shravan as "Chan".

"Chahat... My baby"

Shravan forwarded his hand to take gudiya from my arms but I stepped back from him.

"You better don't touch my daughter with this wet clothes of yours. I don't want her to catch cold because of you"

I told strictly earning a deadly glare from my daughter. Wow...just wow. Wasn't her father enough that now my own blood has also started glaring me. You wait gudiya. Let me have a son. I'm sure he'll love me more. Then my son will take my revenge from you father- daughter duo.

I looked up at Shravan who was still glaring me.

"Don't give me that look. Come in bedroom. Gudiya needs you. "

I told in a strict tone earning a punch from my daughter, this time on my lips. Oh , so now Dad Ki chamchi didn't like the tone which I used for her dad. Great.

Shravan was pressing his lips harder to suppress his laugh. You know what.... I hate you Malhotra because my daughter loves you more.

I stomped my foot angrily and went with gudiya in our room... I placed her on the bed.

Shravan entered and locked the door from inside. He took a shirt from the wardrobe and went inside the closet.

He came out shirtless after 5 minutes and sat on bed near my cottonball's legs... Lying on the bed next to my cottonball,  he looked at her lovingly. She hided her face in his bare chest. Well, shravan has the habit of sleeping without shirt. 

"Chahat..... "

He said with a smile adorning his lips...

Yes, Chahat. That's my cottonball my gudiya's name... Chahat. Shravan kept this name because he believed that my gudiya was a result of his childhood " chahat" (love). So thoughtful, isn't he.... And you know what, my khadus husband always has a beautiful smile on his lips whenever he calls her "Chahat".

My cottonball looked up at her father's face and returned the smile. After that she started kissing shravan's face. She loves him so much. And I love both of them so much.... She was missing him from so many days.

Shravan was busy with a case. So from last week he was coming late and going early to the office.. And Chahat used to be in her beauty sleep in these extremes of time. So shravan use to kiss her sleeping form before leaving for office everyday. Actually, they are the best father-daughter duo. Whenever Shravan is around Chahat, she forgets everything ... Even me. She is emotionally attached to him.

Even when she was in my womb, Shravan use to talk to her and my cottonball use to respond from inside as if she could hear her father. She used to kick from inside whenever Shravan kissed my tummy...

She always wants Shravan to be present around her.. My cotton ball feels safe with her dad.

"Why do you keep troubling your mumma baby? You know she loves you a lot"

He asked running his fingers in her thick fur like hairs. She loves it whenever he does that... She giggled and kissed his nose in return.

"Chumo....Chumo.... na... Chan.... "

She cooed in her beautiful voice. She was complaining her dad that i wasn't taking her to him. My baby was really faster than the baby's of her age. And this sometimes worried me. Shravan smiled at her cuteness and kissed her chubby cheek. Only we both could understand her language..And yes She calls me Chumo... It's her way of saying Sumo.

"Gudiya... "

I called her but miss devil ignored me and continued playing with her father.

"Shravan please let her sleep... "

Again I was ignored. But this time by my Husband. He was too busy with gudiya to even spare a look at me....

Chahat loves Shravan. Shravan loves Chahat. And nobody loves me... Great.

My Gudiya traced shravan's chinbone with her little fingers. He giggled as she started playing with her beard... She loves his beard so much.

She climbed on his chest and hugged him encircling her arms around his neck....He  patted her back and after few minutes she drifted to sleep....

And all this while, I was watching my cottonball playing with my husband. They look so cute together.

After kissing her cute rosy pink lips and putting her in the baby crib, he started walking towards my side of bed....

I closed my eyes immediately and pretended sleeping... Soon I realized a heavy body hovering over me.... I open my eyes only to see my shirtless husband climbing on me with a smirk on his face.... I knew what is going to come next. Godddd.. Not again. I want to sleep... I pushed him immediately...

He started laughing at my reaction and came closer to kiss my lips.

"Sorry Sumo. I was really stuck today. From next time I'll come home on time. Please don't be mad at me"

He spoke over my lips before taking them in his teeth. I clutched his back with my fingers and surrendered him.

How can I ever be mad at him... He is my everything. He has given me everything...Especially our "Chahat". I'm the most happiest person on this earth and he is the best husband and bestest dad...And my cottonball is the cutest baby on this planet.

She's exact replica of Shravan. Same nose, same eyes, fair complexion , chubby cheeks and her lips, they are plumpy and rosy pink just like me. Her black hairs that are always tied in two ponies and the cute pout on her lips makes her look like a disney princess... My Chahat completes me. And I can never thank her enough for that.

I look at Shravan who was now sleeping peacefully hugging me with his strong arms ...

I'm ready to spend my entire life in your arms. Thank you shravan for making My life a living heaven.....

जन्नत की बहारों से ना परियों के
मुस्कुराने से
दिल बहलता है मेरा
आपके आ जाने से....

(Jannat ke baharo se na pariyo ke
muskuraane se
Dil behelta hai mera
Aap ke aa Jane se.....)

Edit by AdhyaAzad

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Author's note- After a long time😁

Swag at nhi karoge hamara😎...

This OS is dedicated to All the mother's out here😊.... Let me know if u have experienced anything like Sumo (that your baby is partial towards you.😂)

Btw, i enjoyed writing this OS a lot😍. I completed it in a day without skipping my studies. Can you believe it... Well, I can't😊.

Last week I studied Developmental milestone of child in pediatrics and from last 4 days I'm reading Normal labour and Abnormal labour in gynae and obstetrics. So ended up writing this😂.

I know Shraman scenes were less, but then I wanted to focus on their daughter Chahat. She was the hero of this OS..

So did you all like Chahat ,I mean Sumo's gudiya? What name u would like to keep for shraman's baby?

And did you like Chumo and Chan ,I mean Sumo and Shravan as Parents? I just loved them....

If you really like this OS, then please vote and comment. Because this is something I wrote with lot of emotions😭 . I miss my Shraman so much...

Well, if u surprise me with more than 40 votes then I'll definetely give next chapter of this OS in Shravan's POV.  But it depends on votes😅.

Bye bye..

Yours,
Priyashi....