She stepped inside the room with a bowl of khichadi for Meher, tea for Harsh, and a hot black coffee for Ranveer, as he didn't get his proper sleep and he must be tired also.
Meher was sitting in Ranveer's lap with her eyes closed. Ranveer was caressing her hair.
Harsh was sitting on the couch.
She gave him, his cup of tea which he took with a smile.
Anaika put the dish on the nearby nightstand and sat beside them.
"Ranveer coffee," she said giving him his cup.
He looked at her with confusion.
"You need this," she said more and he took that silently.
He felt relieved when a strong coffee smell hits his senses.
"Mehu...bachcha come and eat this," she said cupping her cheeks.
Ranveer took a sip of his coffee and closed his eyes in satisfaction; her handmade coffee is always a savio
