MY INDIAN WIFE
Tears of joy were continuously flowing from her eyes.
“Bas aa rahi hoon, Aryan (I am coming, Aryan)” She choked, as it was a lot to take in.
“Don’t cry, Mishka. He was bound to come back to us.” Riya pinched Aryan’s nose. “Come on, tell Didi not to cry,” She said Aryan.
“Don’t cry, Didi,” Aryan said to Mishka, and she sniffled.
“Just come here as soon as you can, okay?” Riya said, and Mishka nodded.