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Sihana Caden

"Mommy! What are you doing here?" I asked sitting on my dad's desk.

"To see my husband, of course. And you, what are you doing here?" She asked pointing her index finger at me.

"To see my daddy, of course" I answered in the same tone as her.

"Zayn! I can't believe you're choosing this girl over me! I'm your wife!" She whines like a small child before taking her sit on one of the couches getting a chuckle from me.

My dad and I looked at each other before making jest of mom. He hurriedly put in a serious face and walk over to her. "Come on, babe. Don't tell me you're jealous of your daughter?" He asked her.

"Of course, why won't I? When you're so concerned about her these days and now forget that you have a wife to attend to" she hissed and roll her eyes.

Seeing where all this going, these old folks are about to get themselves engrossed in a sweet romantic moment, I gently get up from the desk, pick up my bag and slowly walk towards the door so as not to distract them