RANJISH HI SAHI [𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖉]

Chapter 4| Complains & Content (شکوے اور شکر)

❦ ════ A week later ════ ❦

"Remote mujhe dey." Hakan jumped on the couch where Nehad was already having popcorns.

"Kia msla hai tujhe. Dono ek hi cheez to daikh rahey hain!"

Nehad grabbed the remote back.

"Shush" Hakan snatched it again and increased the volume. Both of them were fixed in front of the the LED screen with full concentrartion.

"Mujhe lgta hai Quetta jeetay ga!" Nehad was stuffing popcorns.

"Lahore jeetey ga ghaddaaar!" Hakan glared.

"o Ghaddaaar kay chachay! Lahore ka record hai musalsal 5 match haar chuki hai. yeh bhi harey gi!" Nehad answered peacefully.

"Mushkil waqt mein apni mehbooba ko chorne waley Dhokaybaaz aadmi. Dafa hoja meri nazro se durr!" Hakan snatched his popcorn bucket in irritation.

"Hakan Zuraiz should I tell you why do you support Lahore?" Nehad smiled cunningly.

Hakan raised his brow in curiosity.

"Kyoun kay camera har 5 minute ek khoobsurat larki pe prta hai and you love it. Not Lahore but lahori Larrkiyaan!" Nehad snatched his popcorn bucket back. Hakan laughed out loud.

"Tou tu Quetta ko kyoun support krta hai kyou kay tu Quettay ka pathaan hai ?" Hakan continued his laughter mania. Nehad furrowed his brows at him.

"Very funnyyy Tharki insaan! Mein 4 saal se Quettay bhaiyo kay saath wafadaar hun!" Nehad exclaimed.

"Aur mein lahori kamlo kay saath. Daikh kbhi to maujza hoga na!"

"Bilkul Bhai Tujhe Larki milna maujza hi hoga!" He continued.

"Aur baat sun! Woh nayi wali ki jaan chor de. She seemed pretty decent and I think I liked her." For a moment Hakan choked on his popcorn. What even?

Hakan stared back at him.

"What?" Nehad shrugged casually.

"She is not your type. Trust me!"

Hakan couldn't figure out whether was he actually serious about Sarrinah just in first look or was he teasing him? He gave him an unbelievable stare when someone stood behind them quietly.

Nehad shifted his eyes towards the figure. Hakan turned to witness something more unbelieveable.

Alina!

All red and blushed clad in an inappropriate dress. Nehad gave a dreadful look to her, done with her stupid acts. Hakan was trying hard to control his again. This girl! What an influence he had on her?

Nehad fumed in anger and stood up.

"What the hell are you wearing?" Nehad squeezed her shoulder.