Anaisha is currently baking cupcakes with Anayra as she was stubborn that she wants to help too.
Yesterday when Anayra came back home with a toy car which was apparently gifted by Anayra's New friend then Anaisha decided that she had to thank him in some way or another. Anayra told her that her friend likes sweets so Anaisha is preparing cupcake.
"Darling, tell me more about you 'New friend'. What is his name?" Anaisha asked as she kept the tray of cupcakes in the oven.
"His name is pops. But some of his men also calls him Senior.. senior.." Anayra started remembering what was that other word but she wasn't able to remember it.
Anaisha chuckled and said, "It's okay sweetie, don't pressure yourself. You can ask him his name today when you go to give him this cupcake!" Anayra nodded excitedly.
At first Anaisha was really tensed about who this man is and what if Anayra gets in any problem but then Anayra's nanny - Rina told her that He's harmless. So Anaisha is at peace.
"Baby, let's go get you ready for your meeting with your pops." Anaisha says as they both went up to their room.
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Anayra with an infectious smile, eagerly navigates her toy car towards the old man's villa. Accompanied by her nanny, Rina, she carries a delightful surprise - a homemade cupcakes for her pops.
Despite his gruff exterior and authoritative demeanor inherited from years spent as a stern businessman, there's something about this spirited little girl that awakens the dormant child within him.
As they enter the villa, the guard looked at the little girl and recognised her as he has seen her with Senior Malik many times in the park so he opened the gate for them.
Antonio was sitting in his garden, sipping his tea. Anayra drove her car to him.
"Oh hello, little princess. I didn't thought I would get to see you in my house so soon" Antonio's eyes brightens as he looked at the little girl. Anayra hop off her car and walked excitedly to her pops. Anayra proudly presents the cupcake to the old man.
"Well, well," chuckles the old man "It seems my gift has brought us together." Anayra giggles mischievously, her bright eyes sparkling with excitement. "Of course, Eat the cupcake and tell me how it is? You know I baked it with my mumma."
Antonio picked up a cupcake and took a bite, "mhmm it's so good kiddo. You did a good job." Anayra smiled proudly but her smile turned into cute glare at Antonio's next words. "Tell that to your mumma for me" with that Antonio laughed as he saw the little one's glare.
"Pops! Now we can race!" Antonio raises an eyebrow playfully. "Race?" The old man echoes, amusement dancing in his eyes. "And what would be the prize for such a competition, pray tell?". She hop on her little car again. Anayra grins impishly, her small hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.
"If I win, you have to let me drive your fancy car! And if you win," she adds with a hint of mischief, "you get another one of Mommy's yummy cupcakes!" The old man laughs heartily at the little girl's audacity. As the laughter subsides, the old man leans forward conspiratorially.
"Alright, Anayra," he says with a twinkle in his eye. "You're on! But first, we need to establish some ground rules for our race."
"What are they?" Anayra claps her hands excitedly at the prospect of setting guidelines for their friendly competition.
Anayra ponders for a moment, her little brow furrowed in concentration. "Okay, Pops! First rule: We both start at the same spot - right outside your villa door. Second rule: No cheating! And third rule: Winner gets to choose what game we play next time. Agreed?" The old man nods approvingly at Anayra's proposed rules, impressed by her astute sense of fair play. "Very well then, young lady," he agrees with a grin. "Let's shake on it!" As they seal their agreement with a solemn handshake, Rina watches from the sidelines, her face reflecting both amusement and concern for the unlikely duo. She knows all too well that these races might not always end smoothly due to Anayra's health condition. However, she also recognizes the joy and vitality that this friendship brings into the little girl's life - something worth cherishing amidst the challenges posed by aplastic anemia.
With preparations complete, Anayra positions herself behind the wheel of her toy car while the old man stands beside his prized vehicle.
Just as Anayra and the old man are about to embark on their friendly race, Rina's phone rings. With a frown of concern etched across her face, she excuses herself from the scene to answer the call.It doesn't take long for worry lines to appear on Rina's forehead as she listens intently to the voice on the other end of the line. After a brief but tense conversation, she hangs up and turns towards Anayra with an apologetic expression.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart," Rina says softly, trying hard not to alarm either Anayra or the old man. "But we have to leave now." Anayra looks crestfallen at this sudden turn of events but quickly masks her disappointment with a brave smile for her new friend. "Don't worry, Pops!" The old man, sensing the urgency in Rina's tone and seeing the worry reflected on her face, tries to hide his own disappointment. His gruff exterior softens slightly as he addresses Anayra with genuine concern. "Is everything alright, kiddo?" Antonio asks gently, hoping that whatever has happened isn't too serious. Rina hesitates for a moment before replying, choosing her words carefully so as not to cause undue distress to either Anayra or the old man. "There's nothing wrong exactly," she explains reassuringly. "But your mom needs us back home sooner than expected."
Rina continues to explain the situation with a calm yet concerned tone. "It seems your blood tests showed some irregularities," she tells Anayra gently. "Your doctor wants us to come in immediately for further examination". Despite her best efforts to remain composed, anxiety is palpable beneath Rina's words. Anayra nods solemnly, understanding the gravity of the situation even though she may not fully grasp its implications due to her age and medical knowledge. As much as she wishes to stay and continue their fun activities with the old man, duty calls - especially when it comes to matters concerning her health.
Antonio sees the genuine regret in Anayra's gaze and feels a strange mix of emotions stirring within him - concern for the little girl's health, disappointment at not being able to race against her, but most surprisingly, a sense of loss as if he were saying goodbye to someone special after just finding them
"Woaho so who is this new member here?" A voice came from ahead. As Antonio looked there he found Rishabh and Ibrahim walking towards him. Anayra also turns back sees two big men. She watches them with wide eyes curiously. Specifically watching the man who has similar eye colour as her. Because not many people has green eyes that too in the shade similar to hers.
Ibrahim's gaze too stayed on the little green-eyed girl. He looked at her for a minute still with his expressionless face.
"Who is she Dadu?" Rishabh asked while Anayra and Ibrahim were still looking at each other feeling a weird pull. Anayra picked up one of the cupcakes which she has placed beside Antonio and walked slowly towards Ibrahim. She stretched out her little hands to Ibrahim.
"I don't like sweets." Ibrahim said in a cold tone. The little girl then gives him a small smile and says, "My mumma says Cupcakes has to be shared as it shares sweet moments." This line stirred something inside Ibrahim because he had heard this before too.
IBRAHIM'S POV.
NO, NO, NO. It can't be.
Her mother also might have heard this somewhere or might be that it must have been a popular quote by some famous people. Yes this is it.
But nevertheless I took the cupcake from the little girl's hand. She looked at me expectantly which made me smile a little. Just as I was about to have a bite - A lady, maybe the little girl's nanny came forward and told her that they are getting late.
The little girl smiled at me once again and went back to Dadu and bid him bye. She hopped on her little pink car and started navigating outside.
I sighed deeply and then finally took a bite of the cupcake and i froze. I know this taste and it can't be just a mere coincidence.
I have only eaten cupcakes twice in my life.
1- The one I'm eating currently
2- Four years ago when She had made cupcakes for my birthday.
It can't have this same taste just by mere coincidence.
"Dadu. What was that girl's name?" I asked dadu after finishing up the cupcake.
"She's Anayra. She has newly shifted in this residency. Such a good kid." He said.
Anayra...
I closed my eyes and i could that beautiful face which was similar to this little girl's face.
No. No. No.
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