Ayatullah was sitting quietly in his room reading some documents, as he has class tomorrow, research day before his lecture become part of him, this is because he doesn't want his students to asked him question he doesn't know about.

His phone rang, seeing their last born name on screen made him smiled before answering the phone, “Hello little baby how are you” he asked softly.She screamed “Im not little baby”He laughed “Ok old granny How are you”“When are you coming” back she asked without replying his sentence.

This girl will never grow "good afternoon. . .