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The evening sun casted long shadows on the ground. The slanting rays of the setting sun gave a warm orange tinge to the sky.

Her giggles and the sound of her pazeb resonated in the whole castle like haveli, blessing every passerby's ears.

She hastily descended the stairs and headed towards the garden, making her thick and luscious charcoal hair fly behind her and the glass bangles clinkle.
Her angel like face carrying a mesmorizing smile that could get any man to their knees.

"Bass kryn Hazal bibi aur nahi bagha jayega mere sy " exclaimed Salma, a housekeeper.
"Salma api yaar, abhi to shuru kia tha apny...itny jaldi tkh gyn?" said Hazal with a pout on her rosy lips.
"Na bhai, mere sy nahi apky peechy aya jata, hawa sy tez to bhagty hain aap" exclaimed the older woman all the while panting.

"accha tkh hai...ammi ko keh dyn k main Qainat k paas ja rhy hun" she smiled and started making her way towards the cream colored haveli standing at a few feet away.

"Assalam-o-Alaikum" she greeted as soon as she saw a motherly figure sitting on the sofa in the living room.
"W/s meri jaan" responded Maryam begum with a smile and kissed her head when she saw the bubbly human sit beside her.

"Bari ammi ye Qainat kahan hai?" asked Hazal .
"upar ho gy kahin, Ayaan chup nhi ho rha tha to maine usy kaha ky thora ghoomy phiry" responded Maryam begum.
"main abhi ayi" spoke Hazal and rushed towards the stairs after hearing about the little baby boy who owened her heart.

"Qainat" she called out and walked towards where she heard a " idhr hun" from.
" meri jaan kiun ro rhy hai" cooed Hazal when she saw the little munchkin with tear stained cheeks.

He extended his arms towards her and Hazal did quick to grab him from Qainat's arms.
"mimi" mumbled Ayaan and snuggled in Hazal's neck.
"yahan hi hun main mimi ki jaan, aap so jao thory dyr...dekho sara chehra laal ho gaya hai mere baby ka." she talked back.

She rubbed his back with her hand and kissed his head when she heard his little snores .
"Shukr hai agy tum, main tumy bulany hi lgy thy....kisi aur k paas to yeh chup nhi hota".
"Pehly kiun nhi bulaya tumny mujhy..." sulked Hazal and caressed the baby's head.

"aghr tumhy yeh keh k bulaty na k Ayaan ro rha hai to tumny khud pareshan ho k apny tabiyat bigaar leny thy" responded the brunette while she poured water for herself and Hazal.

"Tum Ayaan ko bed py laita do nichy...main kitchen main ja rhu hun." said Qainat and walked out of the room.
Hazal nodded and walkd out as well.

She handed the baby to her bari ammi after kissing his head multiple times and then left to find her friend.

"Nihariii!!!" she jumped excitedly when she saw one of her favorite dishes.

"hmmm" she moaned when the hot, flavorfull stew hit her taste buds.
"aur kuch nhi bnana?" she questioned when she saw that no ther dish had been cooked.

"Nhi aaj ammi ki nihari hi khayen gy sbh" explained the girl sitting beside her.
"lekin Yous-" Hazal stopped when she realized what she was about to say.

Qainat raised her eyebrow and hazal looked at her plate .
"Mera m-matlab k tumhary bhai ko to nhi pasand nihari..." she mumbled and Qainat nodded agreeing about it, indeed her brother didn't like nihari .

"yaar main tkh gy hun...aur bhai kisi mulaazima k haath ki bany khaty bhi nhi" Hafsa whined.
Hazal got up and put her plate in the sink.
" mujhy do saman main bnaty hun" she told her and Qainat kissed her cheeks while Hazal laughed at her crazy friend.

This time Qainat moaned as she tasted the mutton karahi hazal had placed in a plate for her to taste.
Hazal laughed at the crazy expressions on Qainat's face and wiped her hands with the towel resting on the counter.

"Main bari ammi aur Ayaan sy mil lun...Faiz bhai k any sy pehly ghar chaly jaun nhi to meri class lgh jany hai" hazal sighed.

They both walked in the living room and found Ayaan playing with a few of his toys sitting on the glass table.

" accha bari ammi main chalty hun...mere teeno bhai atyn hi hon gy" she laughed and Maryam begum laughed with her.

"aaj nhi jany dena maine...tumhary ammi aur abu ko main phone krwaty hun..aur wo jo tumhary bhai hain dekhty hun kya khehty hain tumhy...apny hi ghr ho tum." gushed the beautifull lady with a generous smile.

Just as she sat on the sofa ,with Ayaan on her lap a car horn was heard from the outside.
she draped her dupatta over her head as her heartbeat increased by the second.

Heavy footsteps reached her ears, she immediately got up and went to the kitchen where Qainat had gone again.
Ayan on her hip.

She heard a gruff salam from outside and ayan began jumping in her hold.

"Ayaan" called out the voice, the baby gushed out sounds of happiness and laughed .
Finally he entered the kitchen and looked at the petite figure trying to calm the baby who was ready to jump out of her arms.

She turned around and his heart stopped beating for a second.
" Babaaaa" urged the baby, Jalal finally came out of his daze and looked away from her green eyes and pinky cheeks to his jigar ka tukra.

" baba ka sher" he picked him up and kissed him all over the face.
Hazal smiled at the duo and turned towards the door to leave when her wrist was caught in a big, rough hand.

she gulped and turned around to only lower her eyes when she saw him staring at her face.
"Dupatta" he didn't ask, it was a command.
" Abdullah aur sharjeel ayen hain" he informed her about the visitors and moved forward to place the purple fabric on her head that had fallen out of place.
Hazal shuddered at the close proximity and gasped when his hand travelled from her head to her cheeks to gently caress them.

Jalal finally let go when he saw his sister coming their way, he kissed Qainat's forehead and walked outside with Ayaan still in his arms.

"Assalam-o-Aliakum bhai" Hazal and Qainat both greeted the boys sitting on the sofa across Jalal.
The duo greeted back and everyone settled on the dining table to have dinner.
"yeh tumhara cousin aisy hi sbh ko ghoorta hai ya isky ankhon ko koi masla hai" Hazal whispered when she saw one of the boys looking at her.

"Ary tumhy btaya nhi tha k yeh wahi hai jisny tumhary rishty ki baat ki thy ammi k saath"Qainat whispered back and Hazal's face became red of embaressement.

" Main baat idhr bhet k kar rha hun Sharjeel" said Jalal in a very calm voice while settling Ayan on his lap.
"jee bhai" responded sharjeel in embaressement.

Hazal looked at the muscular man sitting a few seatrs away and saw him staring at the nihari , then saw him sighingand picking up the laddle in the porcelain bowl to put some in his plate.
" rukhain" Hazal stopped him.
"Main ayi" she got up and rushed to the kitchen and brought the bowl with the karahi and placed it in front of him.

Maryam tried hiding the smile that threatened to slip from her lips and continued eating.
Hazal then picked Ayaan up from his lap as she saw him struggle, and placed him on her own lap.

She took a piece of the chapati from her plate and handed it to the baby looking at the food with cute eyes.

Jalal looked at the pale skinned beauty and gulped>
'How could someone be this beautiful' he wondered

"mimi" he heard the voice of the toddler, he looked up and saw him pointing at the oily salan while Hazal smiled warmly and dipped the tiniest bit of chapaty in the gravy sitting on her plate.

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"Kl saady saat bhajy a jana, accha?" Hazal told Qainat in a hushed voice .
"Lekin aghr kisi ko pata chl gaya to?" Qainat questioned worried.

"hum koi galat kaam thory krr rhy hain...drr to usko lgy jo koi gunah kry...hum to bss.." they were interrupted by the shrill sound of a cry.
Hazal moved towards where ayan was standing and saw him crying and looking at the broken toy on the floor.

Before she could move Jalal picked the little figure up and enfulged him in his large chest.
"acchy bacchy aisy nhy roty...aur aap to apny baba k sher ho na..." he caressed his back.
"Baba g'ry" he pointed at the toy car on the ground.

"Baba apsy wada krty kl apky lie naye ly ky ayen gy tkh hai? abh rona band ,mera bahadur beta" he kissed his head.

"accha yaar sch main abh chaly hun main boht dyr ho gy" Hazal stood up and adjusted her clothes.

"ruko main bhai ko bolty hun" Qainat told her and before Hazal could stop her she was already talking to her brother.

Jalal casted a look at Hazal and then nodded.

He walked towards her after handing Ayaan to his mother and stood in front of her.

"chalo" he said and she responded with an "ek second".
She went and said her Salam to everyone and hugged Ayaan and kissed his forehead.

He turned his head to the other side and hid his smile.

She came back and he let her stay ahead while he walked behind her like a bodyguard.

She smiled in her veil and continued walking.

The path suddenly seemed a little too short to Jalal.

She looked at him one last time, and once again found him looking at her with an emotion she couldn't deciphy, she whispered a shaky 'Allah Hafiz' and ran inside with heated cheeks.

She took each step causiosly as she sneaked in her room but a little snack on the back of her head made her look up at the person.

"S-saad bhai" she stuttered nervously.
"kya Saad bhai... Itny late bhi Ata hai koi... Fikr ho gy thy mujhy" he scolded.

"prr Bari Ammi ny phone Kia thaa" she mumbled.
"Han wo Ammi ko Kia Tha na mujhy kisi ny Bataya hi nhi" he signed.

"sorryy bhai" she pouted and he smiled at his precious little sister.
"koi baat nhi" he caressed her head.

"jao so jao... Kafi raat ho gy hai" she nodded smilingly and entered her room.

"wesy Saad bhai...." she called and looked at him.
"Han" he responded.
"Qainat boht pyary lgh rhy thy aaj" she laughed and hurriedly closed the door when she saw him running towards her.

"pagal" he mumbled and closed his eyes to get rid of the image of his best friend's sister.

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