"It's not like it happened twenty years ago or something that you are reminding me."

"Okay but do you remember who is the reason behind this swing here?" She turned her head little to see him

"It was you. You were around 5 when you got fight with a girl in play ground she refused to let swing so you came back home crying so Chachu tied this swing here for you." Mehek tried to remember that but why is that she didn't had memories of her in India

"How do you remember it?" Mehek asked him slowly

"Ammi has told this story many times."

"But she never told you about our marriage? why?"

"I don't....... Who is there?" Their moment was ruined when they heard some noise

Holding Mehek's hand he hide her behind him and went where noise came, there they saw a guy climbing boundary wall to go outside

"Spiderman niche aajao." He left Mehek's hand and said to the guy, the guy had a small torch in his mouth and a black backpack on his back, he slowly came down

"Who are you."

"Hi! I'm Natwar." He took out the torch from his mouth and take his hand out for imad to shake,

"Aur tum yaha chori karne aye they." Ignoring his hand Imad said not really asking

"Chori? Don't disrespect me I'm a businessman." The thief scoffed

"What kind of businessman left like this?" Imad first point at him then the boundary wall which he was climbing

"And how do you know English?" Imad turned to Mehek, that's her concern?

"Last month I went to a house that was an English teacher house there I got English book." The thief or Natwar as he called himself didn't bother to reply Imad

"You should have thought before coming to a police officer house for stealing."

"Who is police officer here?" He thought Imad is trying to scare him, offendedly Imad point at himself, him without even saying anything people already guessed he is an officer

"Sir! Sir I'm sorry I didn't knew this, please mujhe jail mein mat daliye mere chote chote bachhe to nahi Hai lekin Meri toh abhi Shaadi bhi nahi hui Hai, mam please apne Bhai ko samjhiye." The thief dramatically fall on his knees and grabbed Imad's leg,

"Okay! okay fine get and she is not my sister she is my wife." When the thief left his leg Imad angrily said

"Sir you are really good man I promise I won't steal again." Imad knew this was all act

"Whatever! Give back all the things that you have taken from here." Thief huffing pull his backpack and started taking things out of it, Mehek was surprised that inside a little bag he has taken many things not only some painting or a wall hanging Buddha but he also have kitchen utensils

"My book!" Mehek said as she snatched it away from him he was putting everything on the grass she didn't wanted her book to be placed there

"That's your book, I have to say you have a really good book collection. But most of the your books are horror you should read something else also." As if Mehek needed his advice

"Hogaya tumhara? Ab jao." Imad said, the thief got and was about to left but then Mehek again called him

"How did you manage to steal when everyone is awake inside the house." Curiosity was visible on Mehek's face

"Huh I'm an expert." Proud of himself the thief said but one look from Imad wiped his smirked away and left climbing the boundary wall

"Why didn't you arrest him."

"There is no need of it." Imad said as he collect the things from grass

"But Esha has locked the door." Mehek said as they went to door

"Maybe she didn't but you were so engaged with you husband that you didn't bothered to open it." Smirking Imad said when Mehek pulled the door knob the door opened making Mehek gasp then she turned to Imad glaring at him

"IPS officer ke gharwale hone ke Nate aap log ko bhi Thora satark rehna chahiye." Imad put all the things in living room and said

"I was searching for this spatula." One of his cousin said as she picked the spatula

"That's why I thought there is something missing from my room." Zeeshan said as he picked his paper holder motorcycle. All Imad could do was glare at them

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The thief part was inspired by A..Aa movie

-Ufaq

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