Whining baby!
1109 Words
Edinburgh,
12.30 am...
" Where is Riyan, Nisha. Wasn't he just here, was he? ".... Vihaan asked as they were exiting the passenger's lounge.
" He had gone to the wash room Vihaan. He will come let's go out ".... Nisha said holding his arm as they walked out.
They have finally landed in Edinburgh and as for now they were heading out to the parking lot towards their cab. Vihaan has strictly said no to his father from sending his own cars as it would attract people, and they would understand... That Digvijay Diwan's elder son has come and eventually they will crowd the area. He also knew how his son was, a crowded place with dozens of people will only make him to come up with the wildest ideas. And be can't wish for that to happen.
Never mind, he patiently leaned against the door of the cab waiting for his upset, whining baby to come out. It was very difficult to witness a silent Riyan, it was not in his nature to keep mum. Not for more than fifteen minutes but here, he broke all of his previous records by keeping mum for twelve hours. It was commendable though. During the journey he has been sitting quietly with no word being said.
Riyan did not even whine while eating the food served by the staff In spite of hating those dishes... Wait, he hardly ate something from the morning. His father though taunted Riyan more than insisting or saying, to keep his words and respect him in front of the elders once they reach the abode while Riyan simply nodded with no expressions or refusals.
That was really irking Riyan. His son was never this lenient with him. Either he used to taunt back or effuse his anger on himself but seeing him quite and silent Vihaan felt guilty. Cherry on top, he could not digest the fact at all.
" There he is! ".... Nisha chipped as they saw Riyan coming out... Wearing a black denim with coordinating hoodie jacket with which his face was half covered." Finally, you came Riyan. Let's go ".... She added as her whining baby directly sat inside beside the driver in the front seat while his parents sat behind on the back seats.
His father was staring him constantly as he pretended to be busy on his cell phone. Was he too harsh!!! That he forced his son to go mute. Was his words soo sharp that stabbed his heart. He kept thinking all the things again.
Whereas poor Riyan (no poor at all) ... He was still drowned in the pain that was given in present by his dear father. He does not want him to say or behave badly in front of the people just to maintain his reputation ... Be it. He will not even utter a word and that was his determination. If anyone would try to talk to him, he will write in paper as reply, but he will not give them a chance to listen to his voice.
He stared certainly at nothing outside the window. All he could experience was the cool cold breeze hitting his face as they were slowly reaching the Diwan abode.
Outside the palace...
They came out of the car and smilingly stared at the people waiting near the door to welcome them. But Riyan being Riyan disinterestingly yawned as he had nothing to do with this people. He has met them when he was a kid perhaps... Now he doesn't even recognize their faces.
Any ways, Nisha and Vihaan hugged all of them greeting heartily while their upset baby stood there near the cab watching everyone with bored expressions yet curiosity rolling his eyes time to time.
" Why are you standing there tiger! Come here ".... His grand father called him while Nisha and Vihaan glanced each other in nervousness.
What if he misbehaved with him!!!
Much to their surprise Riyan silently walked towards him and touched his feet making both of his parents to blink their eyes in utter shock and confusion. Was that even real???
" How is my champ. You remember tiger, you were just a year old kid when I had taken you to the nearby ground, and we had played all day irking your father ".... His grandpa said hence lightning Riyan's mood. He smirked at his father hearing his mention... That too of irking while Vihaan rolled his eyes. " Haaa we will go again, okay!".... Added he finally opening his mouth.
" You look soo cute Riyu just like you were in childhood. My little muffin".... Mahir, his cousin commented pulling his cheek playfully.
This only made Riyan to glare him like a whining child as he caressed his cheek.
Riyan... And Cute!!!! Duh.. I am sexy!!!
He cleared him in his mind making faces while his father suppressed his laughs enjoying the scene. " Yep, you are right Mahir, this little cutie catty has grown up more cute".... Mahir's father and Riyan's younger uncle stated ruffling his hairs with love.
Cutie catty!!!! A big nah.
" Yeah. Grown up more than needed!".... Vihaan directly mocked his son recalling about the scratches on his chest as he setted his hairs genuinely like a caring father but only to tease him in the process.
Riyan glared him hard as his father set his hairs properly. He removed his hand and vigorously messed his own hairs to feel contented as he showed his father his annoyance.
He would rather like messy hairs!!!!
" Let's go in I have prepared your favourite dishes ".... Said his grandma caressing her son's cheek.
Seeing all the melodramatic scene, Riyan rolled his eyes witnessing his father behaving like a kid in front of his mother. " I am not hungry... My head is spinning I'll just take a round and come ".... He announced turning around not even waiting for their reply.
" Ohh hello it's not your father's city that you're going for a round. Come inside. We got to spend time with our family".... His father scolded him in front of everyone.
" Let him go Vihaan. He is my grandson he keeps all the freedom. Go tiger and rock! ".... His grand father smilingly signalled him to run away while he took his son inside avoiding his objections.
Now that will be fun... Riyan's father will be scolded by his own father if he'd try to stop him from anything. He didn't know it will be fun to come here! However, there was a lot more his destiny awaited.
To be continued....
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