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Now that I know you exist how do I not love you
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Mishal chirped excitedly as her cake turned out good. She was clapping her hands as she was jumping in excitement.
"Bhai, ham tou master chef ho gaye hai. Ham ko Australia MasterChef ke liye audition dena chahiye," Mishal chirped and her brothers rolled their eyes.
(I am a master chef now. I should give an audition for Australia Masterchef)
"Haan Ji. Aap jaake waha ka kitchen bhi barbaad karde. Tumhari Khair nahi hai agar ammi ko pata chala ke tumne unka kitchen kharaab kar diya," Amaan glared at her.
(Of course, so you can also destroy the kitchen there. Mom will not spare if she will come to know that you destroyed her kitchen)
"Itni fikar kyu kar rahe hai aap log? Yeh sab kaam aap log ko hi karna hai. Aakhir aap ke jeeja ka birthday hai," Mishal grinned, and their mouth hung open.
(Why you all are so worried? You all have to do the chores. After all, it's your son in law birthday)
"Bhai hai wo pehle hamare. Tum na zyada udo mat," Ayaan hit her head.
(He is our brother first. Don't be over smart)
"Yeh tou Bhai ke naam se ham masoom logon se kaam nikalwa rahi hai," Faizan added.
(He is taking advantage of us using the brother name)
"Kaamchor," Kamraan said and her mouth gaped open.
(Lazy)
"Aap log itne kharaab hai. Bhabhi hi aakar aap log theek karengi. Ham dua karte hai ke aap log ko aisi biwi mile jo aap log ko bhav tak na de. Tab jaa kar aap log theek honge," Mishal said all while decorating the cake with creme frosting.
(You all are so bad. My future sister-in-law will fix you all. I wish you got a wife who doesn't even value your pride. Then you all will change)
"Kya chal raha hai yaha?" Her tayammientered the kitchen and asked them.
(What's happening here)
"Ham cake banaa rahe the. Kitchen thoda phail gaya tha. Ham Bhai ko kah rahe the aap log kitchen saaf karde par ye logon ne manaa kar diya. Accha lagta hai ke apni naazuk haathon se kitchen saaf kare," Mishal reasoned and her lips pursued into the pout.
( I was baking a cake. The kitchen has become a disaster and I told them to clean. But they disagree. It doesn't feel right if I will do with my soft hands)
"Meri bacchi. Tum fikar mat karo. Ham kitchen saaf kar denge. Tum jaa kar Hayder ko surprise do. Unhe bohot accha lagega. Baara bajne hi wala hai," Her tayammireassured her and a smile broke on her face.
