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Krishiv stepped in, offering to help. "Don't worry. ll keep an eye on her here."

Kavya smiled gratefully. "Thank you so much, sir." She then left the office, leaving Bulbul in Krishiv's care. 

Krishiv noticed Bulbul standing nearby, looking a bit lost. With a gentle smile, he walked over and picked her up, placing her back on the small sofa where she had been sitting earlier. 

"Bulbul, do your homework until I finish my work, okay? Uske baad hum ice cream khane chalenge, but first we'll ask your mummy for permission," he said with a reassuring smile.

Bulbul's eyes lit up at the mention of ice cream, and she eagerly nodded. "Okay, Cheatel uncle!" she agreed, already excited by the idea.

Krishiv sat down at his desk and started going through his work, focusing on the laptop and files in front of him. Bulbul, meanwhile, pulled out her notebook and began working on her homework. The room was quiet except for the soft tapping of Krishiv's fingers on the keyboard.

After a few minutes, Bulbul suddenly hit her forehead with her hand and exclaimed, "Arrey yaal!"

Krishiv looked up from his work, slightly amused. "Kya ho gaya?" he asked, curious about her sudden outburst.

"I forgot to finish my lunch. Mumma daatengi," Bulbul said, her voice filled with concern as she took out her lunchbox.

Krishiv chuckled at her worry but returned to his work. "Don't worry, just finish it now. Your mumma won't know," he teased lightly, his attention already back on the screen.

Bulbul nodded and opened her lunchbox, tearing a piece of paratha and popping it into her mouth. As she chewed, she glanced at Krishiv and noticed he was still immersed in his work.

"Have you eaten anything?" she asked, her innocent eyes wide with concern.

Krishiv shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips. "Nope, I'll eat after I finish my work," he replied, his gaze still focused on the laptop.

Bulbul, with her usual enthusiasm, walked over to Krishiv and placed her lunchbox on the table beside his work. Before he could say anything, she jumped up and sat on the edge of the table right in front of him, swinging her legs slightly. She tore another piece of paratha and held it out to him with a bright smile.

"You can eat from this," she offered, her eyes twinkling with excitement.

Krishiv glanced up from his laptop, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Bulbul, I’m busy right now. I can’t eat. Aap kha lo," he said, his focus quickly returning to the screen in front of him.

But Bulbul was determined. Without a word, she moved the paratha closer to his mouth, holding it there patiently. Krishiv looked at her, surprised, as the paratha piece hovered near his lips.

"Aap kaam karo... I will feed you," she said with a wide, innocent smile.

Krishiv couldn’t help but chuckle at her insistence. He looked into her expectant eyes and decided to give in. "Alright, you win," he said, smiling warmly at her. He leaned forward and took a bite of the paratha from her hand.

As he chewed, his eyes widened in pleasant surprise. "Wow, it’s yummy. Aapke mummy ne banaya?" he asked, genuinely impressed by the taste.

Bulbul nodded enthusiastically, proud of her mother’s cooking. "Haan! Mumma banati hain. She makes the best parathas!" she declared confidently.

Krishiv smiled at her excitement. "She really does," he agreed, savoring the taste. 

Bulbul then tore off another piece of paratha for herself, happily munching on it before tearing another bite for Krishiv. She held it up to him again, and he leaned forward, letting her feed him once more.