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" Old man bhavya " Deepak said and pushed her on bed.

" Wait don't try anything you aren't ok right now. " Bhavya said trying to get away from her. But he trapped her in his arm on bed.

" Old man right? This is what you are going to call me right. " He said and gave a smack on her back side.

" Ouch it hurts. I'm sorry you aren't an old man . " She said rubbing her back.

" Don't call me an old man and one more thing you choose this old man. " Deepak said and lay down beside her.

" Wanna do it. " Deepak asks, she bit her Lips and nodded her head

" But you aren't ok " She said he hovered over her again.

" Don't worry about me. "He said and start kissing her.

" I feel ticklish when you kiss my neck. " She said giggling.

He left some wet kisses moving down.

" It's ok laugh if you want. " He mumble and take off her clothes .

She giggle giggle and just keep on giggling.

Deepak step back smiling .

" What happens bhavya. " He ask with a small smile.

" You are tickling bhavya. " She said in baby tone.

His eyes filled with shock finding any possible reason as to why she slipped again.

His smile disappears as he thinks about every possible thing.

" Papa where is bhavya's clothes. It's bad manners. Bhavya wants her clothes. "

" Fuck " Deepak mumble himself running his finger through his hair.

" Papa " She said pulling his hand. He jerked her hand away.

" I'm not your dad. Stop calling me papa. " He shouted making bhavya scared.

She pulls her knees near her chest pouting.

" Papa " She whispered.

Deepak takes her clothes and throws them over her head .

" Wear it. " He said she tried to find the correct way to wear it but failed miserably.

" Papa help " She said in the cutest way possible making his heart melt.

" Something triggers you bhavya . " He asked, cupping her cheeks . She shook her head innocently not knowing the meaning of the trigger.

" Ok Let's get you dressed. " He said she whined stomping her feet.

" Bhavya just promise me you wouldn't call me dad or papa if you want then just call me daddy but not dad. " Deepak said bhavya look at hik blinking her eyes.

" Daddy " She said smiling.

" Daddy "

" Daddy"

" Daddy"

" Enough now. Not a word. If you call me papa or dad then I will punish you understand."

" Bhaya don't want punishment she wouldn't call you dad. "

After dressing her up Deepak left the room dialing Ayaan's number.

" She slipped again and I can't find the reason. We were just spending time together  and suddenly she started calling me dad.

And you know when she calls me dad and I've dirty thoughts for her I feel like a pervert person I can't let her call me dad. This is used to show a very beautiful relationship between fathers and their kids . Ayaan, do something I feel like this is a sin when she calls me dad"

" If it's the case then tell her to call you something. I understand what you want to say. I will send you a doctor, let that doctor talk to bhavya . "

" Thanks brother... I love you."

" Daddy you never say I love you to me. " Bhavya said from behind and jumped on his back making me close his eyes due to pain.

" She isn't calling you dad.... Daddy acts like a daddy ok . I will talk to you later. " Ayaan said and hung up his call chuckling .

" Daddy " Bhavya called Deepak from behind.

" Don't jump on me. " Deepak said wanting to put her to sleep as soon as possible.

" Let's go to bed "

" Bhavya wants to hear a bedtime story . " She said hanging herself on Deepak even after him denying it.

Deepak put her to bed and started telling her story. She felt her eyes dropping.

" Daddy I miss mom " She said innocently with half open eyes.

" I will call her tomorrow. " I said soon she fell asleep with an innocent look on her face.

DEEPAK

" Bhavya wake up baby. Bhavya, mom and dad will come today with Grandma we have to prepare everything. Baby wake up I can't do anything alone. " I shook her but still she was in deep sleep.

" Bhavu " I shake her again but she just whines making me confused.

" What happened to you sona. Wake up and help me with medicine, apply this medicine and spray too . " I shake her again.

She wakes up crying rubbing her both eyes.

" What happened bhavya "

She looked at me with her doe eyes .

" Daddy " She said and started crying more . She is still not normal. Why?

I take out my phone dialing Ayaan's number.

" What " Comes his sleepy voice .

" Bhavya isn't back to normal and she is crying so much. Ayaan comes to my house right now. Bring her back to normal before mom and dad arrive. "

I look at bhavya who has been crying since morning. Ayaan must be on his way.

" Bhavya what happened " I ask again still she keeps crying.

For my relief I hear a Ring bell . I open the door finding Ayaan in his loose clothes.

I brought him to my room where bhavya was crying.

" What happened bhayva " Ayaan ask in baby tone. Bhavya look at Ayaan but didn't stop her crying.

" Bhavya " Ayaan said and take her on his lap and start shaking her saying soft and sweet words to her.

Her crying start dying down. I sigh in relief and come toward them.

" She fall asleep again? " I ask feeling her soft snore.

" You will be terrible parents. Don't even think about getting her pregnant anytime sooner not because she is a baby but you. You can't handle a kid. You will just run away if something happen. "

" Ayaan..

" Don't.. You let her cry for an whole damn hour because you can't put her on your lap and shake her little bit." He scolded me again but how it is my mistakes.

" Ayaan she is not my actual daughter she is my wife. She was under me in no clothes at that time she slipped do you think I can take her as my daughter in this state. " I said with same tone he glare at me.

" Yeah if you daughter is naked in front of you then you might feel something right? "

" AYAAN "

"WHAT "  Ayaan shouted with same attitude.

" She is not my daughter and i can't treat her like one. You are questioning my way I look at girls. You can think whatever you want. I think... You can leave I wouldn't call you for anything from now on. Just go home leave me alone for sometime. " I said and pointed my finger toward the door.

" Listen Deepak that's not what..

" Please Ayaan let's talk later. If you can't give me same respect you give to Daksh that's fine but please don't question me. I don't feel anything for other girls. I've every right to feel when I see my wife naked. "

" Deepak..

" Ayaan get out "

" I'm sorry " He mumble and left. I look at bhavya who were sleeping peacefully.

" I know I don't know how should I behave when you act like a kid. But it doesn't mean i should not have kids just because I don't know how to handle them I can learn it. "

I enter in kitchen. Let's make breakfast for everyone.

I start making breakfast. I checked the time and dial mom's number.

" Mom "

" Deepak at noon ok love you tell bhavya to make some food ." Mom said and hang up call.

I was almost done with breakfast. I felt two hand wrap around me.

" Let's give you bath. " I said and take her to bathroom.

" Deepak ji " She mumbled snuggling into me .

So back to normal. Thank god.

" What happened, bhavya " I asked cupping her cheeks.

" My head hurts. I want coffee " She said I nodded my head .

" First do your morning routine and wear a saree today. "

" Don't try to be my dad. You can't tell me what to do . I understand the age gap but you can't tell me what to do........Deepak ji my head hurts. " She said and at last held her head.

" Don't talk to me in this tone". I move to kitchen again. If today everyone wants to disrespect me then ok do it.

" Deepak ji....

" Hmm "

" I'm sorry. I will get ready right now. " She said to me but I just kept doing my work.