After Spending two splendid days in the Naran valley, they all were back home. Eid was really close by now and Mr Haroon's flight had to land tonight.

"Can me and rida tag along?" Shiza asked ozan and noah who were ready to go to Islamabad to pick mr haroon from airport.

"Chachoo kahan bethenge? Tumhare sir per?" Ozan questioned and shiza made a sad face.

(Where will chachoo sit, on ur head?)

"Main chachoo or ridu peeche adjust karlenge na..." shiza had a "jugaar" for everything.

(Me rida and chachoo will adjust at the back na.)

"Sadiyon bad wo arahe hain, dekha aj tak tumne unhe live hai nahi or chachoo kay sath peechay adjust karna hai. Awaeen khulla dulla hoker bethna chahain wo tab ya tum pasand hi na aao unhe ... socho or izzat se ghar betho."
Ozan had to break her heart with all the lame stupid excuses he could make.

(He us coming back after decades, he has never seen you and you want to adjust at the back with him, ehat if he does not like you or even better want to sit freely and not squashed between two nieces)

"Yar, my dad is chill. He will be happy if all of us will go to recieve him. Shiza come on cheer up!"
Noah said giving her an assuring smile and shiza's face  lighted up.

"Bigaar tu inhe or banjaa hero. Partner ki side na lena kabhi. Inke baghair jatay chill martay...satyanaas!"
Ozan glared at noah.

( spoil them noah and become a hero. Never side ur partner, we would have chilled without them, u ruined it!)

"Noah you are the best, not "sarial" unlike some! I will go get ready and tell rida to change too. Just give us a minute." ( sarial= jealous)
Squeeling like a kid shiza said and rushed away into her room.

"Karle ab do ghantay intezar!" (Now wait for two hoirs for them to et ready)
Groaning ozan sat on the couch extending his legs on the table.
He was deliberately going early to spend some time around in the capital city and to have iftar at some restaurant. Mr haroons flight was at about midnight. So after picking him up they would reach back home by sehri.

"Ozi listen ,shizu should not know about it but arrange a cake at the restaurant where we will have our iftar."

Rida came in all ready in a beautiful kurta shalwar, donning a ponytail with strands of hair out on her beautiful face. Noah seemed stunned. This girl was blossoming flowers inside him and the beautiful part was she was so unaware of it all.

"Kiun? Main yahan bakery wala laga hoo ya hotel manager kay arrange karaloo."
Ozan said. He was definitely mad.
(Why? Am I a confectioner or a hotel manager that I shall arrange?)

"Its her birthday tommorow so we can celebrate it there around midnight. And what backward world do you live in ozan. Call the restaurant book a table and ask them to arrange a cake and some decors, they will cost you but arrange everything. Nikama!" (Clumsy)
Rida said and walked away and groaning ozan did as he was told .

Tadaaa!!!! Chalen jee, safar shuru karen, main tayar hoo!"
( tadaa... I am.ready, lets behin the journey..)
Shiza came all dolled up with some good amount of makeup and straightened hair, donning a ruffled top and some plazzo pants. She looked killer. Ozans heart unwantedly and unexpectedly had missed a beat.

"Ye toori itni haseen kaise lag rahi hai?" His mind had questioned his heart but he had kept the question away and scrutinizing his eyes stared at her.
(How is this vegetable looking so pretty?)

"Oh miss! Ye model banke kahan jaa rahi ho? Ander chalo jaake change karo or makeup thora thopo, bilkul china ki doll lag rahi ho."  Ofcourse ozan had to tease her.
(O miss , where u off to dressed as a model, go and change and reduce the amount if makeup, u look like a china doll)

"Tumse matlab?  Or apne maskeeno wale thobre ka khayal rakho, humse na jalo!"  Shiza was quick to counter back.

(None of ur concern, and take care of ur poor face, stop getting jelaous from my beauty)

"Nahi ab jahaan villa ki larkian aise jayengi bahar! Tauba hai, halat badal gaye, jazbaat badal gaye.!"  Putting his hamds to his ears ozan said Dramatically and took a seat again in the couch.

(Tell me now the jahan villa gils will go out like this? )

"Nahi matlab kia hai tumhara? khud adhi patloon pehen k kahin bhi dafaan hojao, or mujh shareef per batain!" Glaring right back at him she said.

( what do u mean? U can wear shorts and show us ugly legs? And r talking on us decent girls?)

"Oh miss shareef! Ziada behas na karen, leke nahi jana mene phir!" Ozan warned giving her another full glare. How ever he wanted to be angry and carefree he just couldent ignore her beautiful face right now and that was teasing his soul.

( o miss decent, better change and stop arguing, n not gonna take u then..)

"Nani jan apne potay ko zara bolen apni hadd me rahe. Pittay ga mujhse.. "  shiza shouted loudly and ozan glared at her again. He knew dadi jan was a big feminist and daughters were her favourites.

(Granny, tell ur grandson to stay in his limits)

"Oye aram se,  hoslay se larki, chalo aise hi chalo, teer chalao sab per!" Folding his hands in front of her ozan said gesturing her to move forward.

(Hey relax,  come like this, u firecracker.)

"Phupo ki beti hoo..halka na lena!" Batting her eyes and showing him a victory sign shiza was out of his sight.
(I am ur aunts daughter, dont take me lightly)
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The journey towards islamabad was rather quite and serious unlike other days.
Both the boys were busy taking glimpses of the beauties  sitting behind from the rear view mirrors.

"Guys, seriously I am having too much fun with you people! Thanks for being so nice and friendly towards me. I have missed it all my life." 
Looking back at rida Noah was caught because she looked up at the same time and the eye contact had made hum embarassed, quickly lowering his eyes he said to wave off the awkward atmosphere.

I am glad you are here dude, otherwise i am always one against these two "churails".  Ozan said patting Noahs shoulder.
(Witches)

Rida was simply silent. Though her lips were adorned with a soft subtle smile.

Yeah we are glad you are here Noah but Didnt you feel lonely all life  ? You should have had a sibling. Aba se bat karni thee na  yar. " (you should have spoken to your father regarding that)
ofcourse shiza had to speak and Noah chuckled at her words.

"Shiza tum bhi aik hi ho..." ozan said glaring at her through the back mirror.

(Shiza even you are only one child)

"Nahi meri bat aur hai na, ami ne try kia tha per issues the na fertility kay too..."
shiza being shiza had trailed off explaining her mothers issues and before she could explain anything further rida pinched her hard.

( yeah but my mom tried butbshe had somw fertility issues thats whyyyy..)

"Oww! " she winced.

"Uff shiza kia chez ho tum? Zara chup nahi tumhe ! Kabhi to soch kay bolia karo." Rida whispered to her gritting her teeth.

( uff shiza, what are you? Think before u speak)

"Haan nahi to kia tum dono to one go me hi 2 agaye the..lucky u people!" Shiza said yet again that too with a pout.

(Did i say something wrong? You guys cane 2 in one gi, lucky u too)

Hasad na kar behen, dua de! Or aa meri behen banjaa!" Ozan mocked her laughing.

(Dont be jealous sis...come be my sister)

"Behen nahi hoo tumhari na shok hai banne ka. Ye rida bohat hai tumhe bardasht karne ko..mujhe choona na lagao...!" 
Making a bad face shiza said again and this time noah and rida also joined laughing along with ozan.

( i aint your sister neither wanna be one, this rida is enough to tolerate u)

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"Happy birthday to you shizaaaa....." Noah and rida wished in unison and shiza smiled getting full on surprised.

They had just done a heavy iftari at a lavish restaurant and right after  iftar the waiters brought in shiza's birthday cake.

"Happy birthday chipkali!" Ozan said smiling.
( lizard)

"Shukriya karele!" Glaring at him she said and thanked the other two also.
(Thanks bitter gourd)

"Ab sach sach batao, kisko yaad tha ? Kisne arrange kia ye sab? Meri ridu ne na...."
cutting and feeding them all some cake shiza asked emotionally hugging rida.

( tell me honestly who remembered it and planned it.? My ridu na..)

"O bibi humain bhi wo khofnaak din yaad tha jis din ap churail ne janam liya tha. Main chota sa tha tab , uff itna darr gaya tha, do din tak rota raha tha, ama meri se poochlena yakeen na aye to."
Ozan said loud and clear and rida punched him hard.

( o hello miss, even we remembee that scariest day when you were born, I was too young and had cried the whole day, ask my mom if u dont beleive me)

"Humain tumhari kisi baat per bhi yakeen nahi hai. Ab jaldi se gifts nikalo sab." Shiza said ignoring him.

( we dont trust you so hence stay shut and come on give me my gifts)

"Gifts bhi hum nikalen? Tum do na birthday treat, zara bill bharo aj k khanay ka.".
Ozan said rubbing his hands and smiling wickedly.

(What? We should even give gifts? Oh come on give us your bday treat, pay the bill)

"Mujhse koi umeed na rakhna or itni bhook pari thee paiso ki to thora thonste. Ab gift nikalo mera kanjoos admi!"
Shiza was now on the verge of crying. Ozan was extremely disturbing.
(Do not expect from me and if u were this broke then u shulden have eaten that much stingy man, i need a gift now)

"Ozan, bus insan banjao!" Rida glared at him.
( enough, behave ozan)

"Pehle hewaan (animal) tha?" He countered back all the while his eyes were glued onto shiza. Noticing some wetness in her eyes he gave up on the idea of teasing her further.
(Fine)

"Acha sorry birthday girl! Gift nahi laya per ye dinner ka bill main dunga only for you! Or ye roni surat bana k badsurat lag rahi ho. Hans do ab!"
Surrendering his hands up in the air ozan said and shiza finally smiled.

(Fine sorry bday girl, i havent brought a gift for you but I will oay the bill for you all and please smike coz u look scary and ugly sulking)

"Aur ye meri taraf se gift!" Rida handed her a gift box. She had brought her a handbag and wrapped it up last night.
( this is from me)

"And I am sorry also, I couldent buy you a gift but if you accept cash then treat yourself to something." Saying hesitantly Noah took out some cash from his wallet and before he could forward it to her, shiza quickly snatched the money with a smile.

"Never mind. You know cash is the most preferred gift all over the world." Quickling counting the money she placed them in her wallet and everyone chuckled.

"Greedy! Thori si akal hoti to rupees kay bajaye issay dollars nikalwati. Awaeen sayani bani ghoomti hai!" Ozan teased her again and she only glared back.

( greedy, if you had some sense then instead od rupees you would have asked for dollars from him. And then she say she is very intelligent)
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"Assalam o alaikum chachoo!" Seeing mr haroon arrive rida went forward and hugged him.

"Salam mamoo!" Shiza said greeting him.

"Walaikum assalam bachio. Kaise ho?" Mr haroon said patting their heads.
( how u girls)

"Acha ab pehchanain hum kon hain?" Shiza asked teasingly.
( recognise and tell us who r we?)

"Tum shiza ho, ye rida wo barkhurdar ozan meer hai!" Chuckling at the naughty girl mr haroon said and patting their head again said the correct names and hugged ozan.
( u r shiza, she is rida and that gentleman over there is ozan meer)

"Wah kia baat hai!" Shiza said laughing .
( wow!)

"Awaeen nahi under estimate karte apne mamoo ko!" Mr haroon smiled.
(Never underestimate ur uncle)

"Chalo jee larko samaan uthao or ajao. Main or meri bachian jaa rahi hain ." Instructing the boys mr haroon said and proceeded towards the parking lot.

( come on boys, pick up the luggage and follow, i am going to the car with my girls)
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The ride home was funfilled. Mr haroon was the elder version of ozan one could say. All the way he had entertained them with many stories and many embarassing stories of noah.

"Dad! Stop it please!" Noah would whimper but who even cared.

"Nahi chachoo carry on, humain bhi to pata chale iss masoom chehre kay peeche chuppay toofan ka!"  Ozan would encourage him even more.

(Plz continue uncle, even we should now about the storm behind this innocent face)

"Main tumhe sab batata hoo per tumne mujhe apne dada jan kay zulm se bachana hai.!" Winking mr haroon made a deal.

(Fine I will tell u but u have to save me from ur dada jees wrath)

"Dad, you cant sell my secrets like that." Noah whined and they all chuckled.

"Oye chup oye, baap ko na sikha!" Mr haroon gave noah a shutup call and continued on telling everyone an embarassing story of noahs childhood, apparently the one when noah was learning how to potty train.

(Silence! Dont teach ur father)

"Mamoo wese agar nana jan ko patana hai to unke dil ka tukra ozi nahi ridu hai. Ussay deal karlen, or wo bhi apni kisi keemti chez ki."
Shiza said to mr haroon and winked at rida smiling teasingly while rida glared back at her.
And on shiza's words noah smiled in his heart and wished if rida could ask for him.🤣

( uncle if u want dada jan to be fine with u then his hearts piece is rida not ozan, so make a deal with her and that too of something precious)

"Meri beti, shabash jo kaho gi jo mangogi poori karunga bus aba jan ko razi karke de dena." Looking at rida mr haroon said with a little shake in his voice.

( please daughter, do this for me, what ever u will say i will fulfil)

"Chachoo he loves you alot. It might take some time to clear out the misunderstandings and the distnace of so many years but believe me all will be fine." Holding onto mr haroons hands rida said and he slightly nodded.

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They were all home before sehri. Everyone came out of the house and welcomed mr haroon. Hugging him with tears of joy in their eyes. All were still gathered in the garden . Mrs jahaan was extremely happy to see her son back.
He was then brought inside the house and his luggage was shifted to the room noah was residing in.

"Aba jan?" Mr haroon asked mr meer about his father.

"Subah se kamre main band hain or tum unki ankho kay samne na aao yahi hukm hai." Mr meer said sounding upset and helpless and mr haroons colour drained.
( father is locked up in his room since the morning and has asked for u not to show ur face to him)

"Fikar na kar, kab tak khafa rahega, tum rest karo  subah main khud milwaungi tumhe." Ama jee said patting his head.

( dont worry till when will he be upset from u, i will swt him up)
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Mr haroon is here finally....
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