She woke up to the aroma of cheese filling the house. She looked for Ayaan but he was not beside her on the bed.
She followed the aroma to the kitchen.
“What are you doing up so early?”
“Hey sweetheart good morning, how are you doing today?”
“ Yeah! Answer the question first.”
“Today you are not allowed to enter the kitchen my lady. I’m here to serve you.”
“And why is that so?”
Beep Beep. Ayaan took the pizza out from the microwave.
“Happy Women’s Day love, you might forget how special you are but I won’t ever.”
This was written as part of the Friday Fictioners which is run and organised by Rochelle.If you’d like to participate, visit here.
P.S- I haven’t been able to post anything for a long time I’m sorry for that. My grandma passed away on 31st march 2017 and we miss her so much. This is for her and all the love she showered on our family. May she rest in peace.