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"Hazar dil! Hazar jan!
Sab tujhpy qurbàan!"
Author's p.o.v
All of them had washed their faces and hands while Arsum and Wali were tired enough to get up and started eating just after washing hands.
" Yar who ordered this pasta? Gosh it's so tasty!!!!"
Wali mumbled closing his eyes while chewing on pasta.
"I love the one for this!"
Wali further said and Ayla choked on her morsel.
"Jealous peeps!"
Wali rolled eyes throwing water bottle towards her which she caught while glaring at him.
" She ordered this!"
Samahir elbowed Wali and this was Wali's turn to choke on his breath.
"Kahan se mu kala karwa k ay ho tum dono?"
(From where you got got black faces?)
Just then Haider's voice rang in the lounge.
" From the kitchen!"
Arsum and Wali shouted while rolling eyes.
Rest of them burst into laughter remembering the whole story while their parents were looking at them strangely as if they had grown thorns over their heads.
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It was 11 at night when Samahir got free from Esha prayer.
She was riding prayer mat when she noticed that Ali's facial expressions were changing as if he was having pain somewhere.
" Ali!"
Samahir put mat aside and called upon him.
Ali was laying on bed.
"Hn?"
He quickly masked his expressions.
" What happened??"
She asked coming towards him.
" Nothing! Why are you asking?"
He said quickly.
" Let me tell you one things Mr. Khan that you may be perfect in everything but you are losser when it comes to lying."
She smiled lightly and put his hair aside from forehead just to peck it lightly.
Ali smiled.
"Well... it's Nothing!"
He sighed.
"Are you having pain somewhere?"
She asked looking directly at him.
Ali blinked away cause it was damn hard for him to lie at her face.
Just then Samahir's eyes landed on his feet and her peace and calmness faded away.
His feet were red and swollen badly.
Ali put his one arm on his eyes and laid back just to sit up with a jolt.
"Mahi...!!!"
He called upon her astonished.
She was sitting near him on bed while trying to take his feet in her lap.
" Yes??"
She asked while massaging his one foot.
"Ah!"
He whined and she realized how painful it was for him.
"No need yar... just leave.."
"Why?"
"Don't touch my feet!!!"
He quickly pulled his feet away from her.
"Why? Don't you come my hair?"
"That's another thing.."
He tried to say something but she interrupted him.
"Then why can't I massage your feet?"
She asked.
"Cause it does suit you. This is not your place... but this! Here in my arms!"
He smiled and pulled her in his lap whiel hugging her from back.
"That's not fair!!"
She said twitching her nose.
"That's totally fair!"
He said and kissed the tip of her nose.
She was feeling her home in his arms. For the world his arms were toned and muscular but for her hey were her protective shield.
She was lost in her thoughts when his voice brought her back to the world.
" You know what Mahi? Allah created woman with so much love and affection. Women are one of his best creatures. Islam titled women as the queens so do you think that a queen should be touching someone's feet??"
He asked slowly and calmly.
She looked at him and he smiled.
" No? You are my wife! My queen! Your place is in my heart not in my feet."
He kissed her forehead.
She closed her eyes to feel the bliss.
His lips lingered there for few minutes and after he pulled back.
"But you had pain..."
"My pain had faded away long agooooo!!!"
He shouted like a kid and she smiled.
" No way! If I can't then you yourself apply ointment on your feet right now in front of me."
She ordered rightfully.
" yar..."
"Right now Mr. Khan!"
She narrowed her eyes at him.
"Fineeee!!!"
Ali sighed and took ointment from side drawer.
" You know what? Who knew that major khan in front of whom no one even dares to raise voice will be acting upon the orders of a little cartoon."
Ali said amusingly.
"Before I beat this major Khan, he should act humanly!!"
She giggled punching his arm.
Room filled with their deadly musical laughters.
Ali stopped laughing sudden My and looked at her whose face was read be us eod laughing too much.
He put his hand on her waist and pulled her roughly.
"Saari ki saari meri hai tu
Tujhko kabhi na ma bantun!"
He whispered huskily near her ear sending shivers down to her spine.
"Saari ki saari teri hun ma
Kabhi dor tujhse na jaun!"
She said with a heartmelting smile.
Ali smiled too and joined their foreheads.
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Samahir was arranging books on her study table when one of Ali's books caught her attention.
Taking it she sat on chair across table and started examining it.
It was an informative book of weapons.
She was about to close it when a paper fell from escaping through the covers of book.
She bent down and put it inside book.
Top of paper was out.
She was about to place the book back when the words written on the top of paper caught her attention.
"Life?"
She murmured the word and opened the book again.
Before she could read further someone banged on the door of her room startling her.
She put the book back and went to open the door.
" What the hell Wali?"
She narrowed her eyes at Wali.
"Come with me!"
Wali said and stated dragging her with him.
He left the corner of her sleeve when they reached in lounge.
Arsum was sitting on floor with his back leaning on sofa.
He was in deep thoughts.
" What?"
Samahir asked.
" You know what just happened???"
Wali said.
"What?"
"Arsum was singing and..."
Wali burst into laughter.
"And?"
"Ramza chachi came from.... kitchen... with stick.. while shouting that who is dying here??.. yarr!"
Wali said within laughter.
Samahir looked at Arsum who was wiping his imaginary tears and burst into laughter.
"I am not lifting it!"
Just then Mahir entered in lounge while making faces.
"What happened??"
Arsum asked.
"Yar dad is asking..."
"I am asking him to lift a gas cylinder and pit it in kitchen But No... boys nowadays can lift their wives with 58kgs but can't lift a cylinder of just 20 kgs."
Yusha chachu rolled eyes while entering in lounge .
Ok! It was something serious!
Each one of them exchanged looks and their was a moment of deadly silence but again... khans being khans burst into laughter murdering the silence.
" You rascals..."
Yusha chachu was about to slap Mahirs head when all of them shouted.
"Yeyyyy heyyyy!!!!"
"So to which restaurant we all are going for dinner today??"
Arsum asked excitedly.
"Means?"
Yusha chachu asked confused.
" You just cursed Chachuuuuu!!!!!!"
Wali shouted.
"And everyone knows that the there is rule that..."
Mahir smirked.
"That the one who cursed will treat whole family."
Samahir added.
"Why it always happens to me?"
Yusha whined.
"Cause your tongue is out of your control like your children."
Zara chachi shouted from kitchen.
Mahir's smile faded away and his jaw dropped to ground while rest of them burst into laughter except Yusha.
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It was 11 at night when Wali and Samahir along with Arsum sitting in lounge.
Wali was sitting on sofa while Samahir was massaging his head while standing behind sofa.
Arsum was on floor playing ludo alone and was continuously yelling as if he was on some border.
" Wali what do you want in your life?"
Samahir asked out of blue.
"I.. um..!!"
Wali grazed his imaginary beard while getting downed in deep thoughts.
"Oh yes..!! I want roti, kapra and tumharay dil main makan!"
Wali grinned at her. Before she could reply someone pulled her and engulfed her in back hug.
"Sab sudhar jyngy bs ek tu na banna insan!"
Ali joined into Wali's with head and toe poetry while slapping him hardly on his head.
Samahir's breath hitched when she felt Ali's whispering just beside her ear.
"Oh ho ho ho ho!!!!"
Arsum hooted as soon as his eyes landed on Ali and Samahir's posture.
"Why are you wasting ypur time with these idiots? Come! I was waiting for you."
Ali said and held Samahir's wrist and started walking towards their room.
While Samahir was following him with crimson face.
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" Mr. Haider why don't you get this son of yours under control? He has broken the glass of my car twice this week."
Salam uncle was standing in mid of street and was shouting and bursting everyone's eardrums.
Wali quickly threw bat aside with which he just hit sixer.
"Is it so Wali?"
Haider asked seriously.
"Dad i just hit the ball. I swear I didn't know that the ball will land directly on Salam uncle's bald and shiny head."
Wali said smiling nervously.
" Look! How illmannered he is!"
Salam uncle said getting red.
"Excuse me? He breaks things in house 24/7. Did I ever complain to you? No! Then why are you complaining if he broke something in society. Idiot!"
Haider said SLAPPING Salam uncle's head.
"Let's go Wali!"
Haider said and started walking without waiting for Salam uncle's reply.
"Sara khandan hi pagal hai!!"
Salam uncle murmured while glaring at the backs of both of them.
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Samahir was searching for one of her worksheet when again she stumbled on one of Ali's book.
This time she took it put and saw a paper handing down from it.
Taking it out she sat on chair across study table.
She got more thrilled when her eyes spotted her name written on top.
It was a poem .
She started reading and with every word her expressions were changing to the worst.
"Mahi is a flood!
She sucks everyone's blood!
She is annoying!
She is irritating!
She is careless!
She is brainless!
She dances like monkey!
Hanky penky tanky!
She has alot of dreams!
She applies too much nightcream!
She munches on pages of her book!
She doesn't know how to cook!
She always remains out of mind!
She does not has any brain to find!
In short!
Samahir is a flood!
Samahir is a flood!"
Her jaw dropped to ground and a frown made its way to her face.
"Ganja kahin ka! Bht galib ki aulaad ho rahy ho. Pori gazal chaap di! "
She mumbled while standing up.
Her blood was boiling.
She took bat from the corner and headed out with paper in her hand.
"Aliiiiii!!!!!!"
Ali spat his tea out on Almir when he heard high pitched voice of Samahir.
" Ali! You idiot!"
Almir whined making gross faces.
Ali quickly stood up and turned around only to find Samahir standing on door steps of lounge with a bat in her one hand and that paper in other.
It took just one moment for Ali to figure out the situation.
"Allah ki qasam aj tu khatam hai, Ali !"
Ali mumbled while facepalming himself looking at Samahir who was looking directly in his eyes while folding her sleeves to the elbows.
"Yeyy!!!!"
She shouted on her lungs and started running towards him .
Ali ran towards garden with Samahir following him like a blind bull.
Almir went to wash his shirt.
"Na to kis bat ka guroor hai tumhen? Tumhari to oppo main bh shakal achi nhi ati!"
Just then Wali entered in lounge while shouting at Ayla who was glaring at him.
"Mind your language mister!!"
Ayla said throwing deggars at him.
"Sorry but I can't mask my words with tons of makeup as you do with your face."
Wali said rolling his eyes.
"Stop dragging my makeup in between!"
Ayla threatened him by pointing her finger out at him.
"Or else?"
Wali said with utter stubbornness and took a step towards her.
"I will smash your head."
Ayla gritted teeth.
"Haha! This is my head not a potato whom you will smash."
Wali said mocking her.
" You..."
It was enough for her!
He had already pushed her far alot!
She took wiper from the corner and headed towards him.
"Ayy pagal awrat!!!!"
Wali quickly jumped back.
" Let me teach you some manners!"
Ayla said running towards him.
Wali quickly took his slippers and ran out towards garden.
After few minutes he was running in garden along with Ali with Ayla and Samahir after them.
One was holding bat and other was holding wiper.
" Ali! Do something man! Or else these witches will kill us."
Wali said while panting.
" What should I do? Teri bhabhi ka gy meri kahan chalti hai? Bhagta reh chup chap!"
Ali said in one breath and begore he could take another one Samahir hit his leg with bat.
"Oops!"
Wali burst into laughter while clapping his hands like tom but all his laughter died when Ayla hit his shoulder with wiper.
"Or chalao tum log mu!"
Samahir glared at them both putting her one hand on her hips while wiping dust from Ali's shoulder with bat.
Ali was just looking at her and trying to find that what he did to get a wife like her.
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Ayla was humming a tune while climbing the stairs when someone pulled her aside roughly.
Lobby was dark and her breath hitched.
She was about to shout when someone's huge made contact with her lips.
"The wiper you hit me with was dirty."
She heard someone saying and within thousandth part of second she recognized the voice.
Her heart was beating crazily and it was not hard to listen her heartbeats from distance.
"Wash it and return!"
He said and three his shirt on her face.
She was looking at him with eyes getting saucer size while Wali was enjoying her this shocked state.
For the very first time she was speechless in front of him.
Wali smirked and pulled his palm back and headed towards his room smiling wickedly.
Ayla sighed heavily looking at his back.
"What was that?"
She murmured to herself and facepalmed as soon as she realized that how crazily her heart was beating.
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Samahir was laying on her side with her back facing Ali.
"Yar Samahir atleast stop being angry now when you had already beaten me."
Ali sighed.
He was continuously trying to hold her closer and she was continuously yanking his hands away.
"Shut up or else I will throw you out of room."
She said rolling her eyes.
"Fine!"
Ali inhaled sharply and next moment he put his arm around her waist and pulled her roughly making her back collide with his bare chest.
"Sleep!"
He said in a stern voice.
"I hate you!"
She said glaring at the fan.
"Its ok! As long as you feel something for me."
He winked at her and kissed her cheek and pulled back not before biting her cheek.
"Idiot!"
This made her smile unknowingly and she turned towards him and slapped his cheek.
" You are getting way top much abusive nowadays. Don't you think?"
Ali raised brow at her.
"Deal with it!"
She shrugged.
Ali laughed and started tickling her in neck with his nose.
"Stopppp!!!"
She gasped.
"Say you forgave me!"
He demanded.
" No!"
"Fine!"
He again started his torture.
"Ok ok...i.. forgave.. you!"
She said panting.
Ali smirked and kissed her jaw line.
"You are so bad!"
She pouted and he laughed.
"Just don't get angry with me. It hurts... here!"
He said softly and put her palm on his chest where his heart was beating for her.
She smiled softly and kissed his forehead.
Moments stopped and thèir picture was captured in the eyes of moon and stars.
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