C29 His Advancing Moves

"Aashir son, you take this fried rice, I have made it, especially for you."

Asfand, who was lost in his mobile checking emails while eating, hand moving to his mouth stopped for a moment on listening to her love-filled voice for Aashir. He turned his neck and gazed at his left side and saw Sanam sitting beside Aashir feeding him adoringly.

A relief ran into his body on seeing this scene