DAYAAR-e-ISHQ

-EPILOGUE-

Author pov

"Baba ek baar sune mera idea yaqeen karen its worth it."

   18 year old promise following his father into living room where his eldest brother was sitting with their mother watching some new Turkish drama. Nobody here loves Turkish drama but they takes turns watching it with their mother because she likes it, it makes her happy and they will do anything she likes and whatever makes her happy

"No thanks." His father refused signalling his elder son to scoot aside so he could sit could beside his wife. Saad did scoot aside but pulled his mother with him as well, making her in middle. Shehnaaz looked at Sidharth who looked annoyed by this, god he hates that his sons think they have right on her as well. He hates sharing her

Saad is currently 25 year old young man with sophisticated and classy personality. He look after side businesses of his father and is currently CEO of them, he's calmest and has taken after him in that department and fully got his personality. He was dressed in white dress shirt and black office pants. Hair styled perfectly with no strand out till now. And he's also engaged, arranged by his parents on his own will as he had to desires to have girl friends or do love marriages. He has no time for that and has totally became workaholic

"Baith jayen na mera drama block kar rahe ho ap." Shehnaaz winched pulling him by arm to sit beside her. Saad smirked at his father who rolled his eyes wrapping arm around his wife's waist to pull her closer him more

"Ab tum kyun kade ho wahan?" Shehnaaz asked her younger son who was standing with hands on his hips, hue curly hair falling on forehead. Dressed in cream colour sweater and khaki shorts

"Muma baba se kahen mera idea ek baar sunlen sune mein kya hai!" He requested blocking their screen. Sidharth glared at him

"What the..side hato bey!" Saad also glared at him

"Nahi phely baba meri baat sune." He stood there like stubborn kid. Shehnaaz pouted looking at her husband and gives him cute look and there he goes

"Bolo zorawer."

   He spread his legs and kept hand against his mouth, waiting for him to open his mouth and say whatever he wants to say. This son of his was born to straight out annoy him. He speaks non senses just like Zain and call them great ideas, he's 18 but acts like 14. Zorawer clears his throat, three of them looked at him to say his bullshit quickly and let them watch drama in peace

"So mein soch raha hoon-"

"Tum sochte ho?"

   They heard sarcastic deep voice, 20 year old young boy made his way inside. Black leather jacket resting on his shoulder, black pants and black t-shirt underneath. He's well build with jet black hair sleek backed. Arrogant smirk resting on his lips as he smack zorawer playfully

"Muma!" Zorawer rubbed his head in disbelief. Shehnaaz immediately walked upto her younger son and wrapped arm around him but she didn't say anything to other one who was still smirking at his younger brother

"Zaviyar." Sidharth gave him warning look

"Sorry." He murmured popping beside saad who smack his head, zaviyar now looked at his father in disbelief who chose not to give it much attention