Baby Daddy (Ongoing)

Part 49

"Rishab Kundra ki beti Rishab Kundra ki tarah hi dikhegi" he said with a tight smile. (Rishab Kundra's daughter will look like Rishab Kundra only) "Ranbir Kapoor ki tarah woh dikhegi nahi" he mocked. (She won't look like Ranbir Kapoor)

"You could have simply said a thank you for that compliment, Rk" Madhu hissed at him, maintaining a smile on her face.

"Simple people will only give simple answers. Rk is not simple. Rk is extraordinary." Rk replied to her with a wink. She rolled her eyes.

"Rk sir aapkee betee bahut pyaaree hai" (Rk sir, your daughter is so cute) 

"Woh mujhe pata hai. Aap mujhe kuchh batao jo mujhe nahin pata" (I know that. You tell me something which I don't know?) 

 "Madhubala ji bahut sundar hai" (Madhubala ji is so beautiful) a guy commented, eying Madhu with lust.

"Woh bhee mujhe pata hai" (That also I know) Rk said through gritted teeth as he glared at the pervert who made such remark. "aur yahee kaaran hai ki mainne usse shaadi kee hai" (And that's the reason why I have married her) He reminded the perverted guy that he was commenting and eying on his wife.

"What? You have married me only because I am beautiful?" Madhu hissed, glaring at him. 

He just said that to the media for fun but she's taking it seriously as if they are really married? He thought, smirking. 

"Yes, you're beautiful inside-out, my dear baby momma!" he whispered only for her to hear. 

"Oh really, baby daddy?" she asked barely hiding her blush. He smiled and bending his head down he kissed her temple making the shutterbugs go crazy. 

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Next day,

"Papa... wake up nah?" Ruhi gently tapped Rk's back as he was sleeping on his front. "Papa..." she climbed on his back and leaned closer to his ea. "... I want to tell you something" she said in a secretive tone. 

"hmm" he groaned sleepily. 

"Papa, open your eyes" she gently poked his eyelid with her index finger. "Open. Open" she poked twice. 

"Let me sleep, honey" 

"I'm bored" she said sadly placing her cheek on his cheek. 

"Who asked you to wake up at 6, baby? You should have slept longer." he held her hand and gave it a gentle tug. She rolled down from his back and laid beside him. "No probs! You sleep with papa now" he pushed his arm under her head and cocooned her. 

"Papa, wake up, please" she pleaded holding her daddy's cheeks with her soft palms and kissed his nose tip.

"Baby, play with momma for a while. Papa will join you shortly." he was jet lagged and he needed rest.

"Mama is baa-thing" she said and pull a lock of Rk's hair.

"Ahha"

"Papa, I don't like this..."

"Even I don't like you pulling my hair"  he combed his precious hair with his fingers.

"Papa" she whined.

"You don't like what? Sleeping?" he asked.

"Hmm... that too"

"Then what else you don't like?"

"This house" 

"Why, baby?" he lifted his upper body a little and looked at her.

"It's not big" she said, cutely pouting. Rk burst out laughing. He thought so too. Their apartment was nothing like his mansion he once had in Mumbai or the penthouse they have in Paris.