Chapter 4

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Tossing, turning and rolling that's all I did the entire night because one after another some frightening memories were coming back in my mind and then around two my impatient cousin Yahya, who was bringing his bride back home decided to not let me sleep, so before even boarding he called me and stayed on call for more than an hour 'just to make sure that the arrangements were enough' and his in-laws and wife gets the best welcome, this guy was totally whipped!

So like ususal after Fajar prayer, I went for my morning jog and after coming back home and changing into fresh clothes, I went inside kitchen to prepare breakfast on account of losing the bet last night, I was easily having two hours in my hand as my parents won't be up till ten in the morning and the max I need to prepare food is one hour and extra fifteen minutes. Telling Joe about the plan I started my magical talent, mind you I'm a good or else acceptable cook.

"Joe there is no mushrooms in the fridge and where is... is this halal?!" I impatiently turned showing him the packet of sausages which I needed to make my desired dish because till now only coffee and French toasts were done and I was still not finding complete ingredients to make frittata.

"Wali it's not in the fridge I told you, it's in the pantry! Let me help you, you are ruining my kitchen and obviously that's halal! I'm working for you for past..."

Time to zone out from his speech of "how he does the grocery shopping of Halal food even for himself". He was trying to get into the kitchen and I wanted to have my time alone, two stubborn and one command results a lot of noise.

"Thanks Joe, I appreciate your continuous efforts but no for next thiry minutes kitchen is entirely mine!" I said and went inside the pantry, sure of the idea that he must be rolling his eyes at me, poor guy, getting the needed ingredients I started making the frittata which would take twenty minutes the least, it's the only type of egg after hard boiled I prefer to eat. Because no compromise in food section! After placing frittata pan in the oven so the cheese can melt, I warmed up the cheese croissant and then sat up the table. French toasts, croissant, frittata, coffee...

"Joe is it enough or should we make sandwiches too?" I asked him as he was looking at table.

"I guess it's enough don't make it too greasy you all have long day ahead and to be honest I would die with shock if you would put up anymore mouth watering thing on this table! Are you really the I'll-take-coffee-only Wali, or someone else with his face?" He smirked at me.

"Ha ha ha! Oh my good you are so hilarious!" I rolled my eyes "I'll wake them up while you suit yourself, Joe!" I smiled at him taking of my apron and stepping out of the imaginary kitchen borderline.

"I already had my breakfast." He said with a smile.

"C'mon Joe! You are with us since like forever stop thinking you are not part of this family because you are as much as anyone of us, I'm not listening anything." I patted his shoulders and went upstairs to my parent's room, they like to call it guest room but we have another room for that formality.

Tapping twice I waited for them to open it up and after informing them I went downstairs to wait for them, sure of the idea that they'll take their time I decided to ring up Matt and ask for the work progress and in return got a long ten minute lecture of 'how I should stop thinking about work for once and look for other things in life', so it was better to change the topic and I went on reminding him about tomorrow's function and made him promise again to attend it with his family, my next call was Irtiza and after discussing and confirming about his plans and directing him to be there on time I ended up the call after ten minutes to find my parents walking down the stairs, surprisingly they weren't dressed up as they usually do every morning but they were looking quite fresh.

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