Malik mansion

The sun brightened the sky as morning arrived. Birds chirped and roads started getting busy. In all the chaos of the outside, the malik mansion stood in its calm. Sun rays peeked through the curtains falling straight on a certain boy who was sleeping peacefully until, water was thrown right on his face. He jolted up in pure panic screaming on top of his lungs.

?- TSUNAMI TSUNAMI AGAYI, BACHAO!!" He finally came to his sences and realised that there was no tsunami and he was breathing properly like a normal human. He looked at the person standing by his bed with a done look on his face. He frowned at him and the person rolled their eyes.

?- Hogaya tera?" He asked making the boy angry.

?- Pani kyu dala aapne mujh par" he asked furiously.

?- kyuki subah hogayi hai, ab tu aise toh uthne se raha, so I tried something else today. He said and kept the water jug on the side table.

?- bhaijaan yaarrrr. He whined.

?- chalo stop whining now, haris agar ajj late hua na tu toh phir dhek mai kya karta hun tera. He warned making haris shah malik frown.

Haris- ye warnings dena na sirf bhaiyya ko suit karta hai, aap try mat karo ye sab. He said making the person sigh.

?- baat toh sahi kahi tune. waise bhi Mujhe koi shouk nahi hai uski tarah banne ka.

Haris- haan haan, hamdan shah malik ka toh apna style hai na. He started buttering hamdan.

Hamdan- aur nahi toh kya. Khair ab izzat se uth ja tu, warna wo sach mey aake warnings dega tujhe. He said and haris quickly stood up from the bed already moving to the bathroom.

Hamdan shook his head on his brother's antics with a smile on his face. Zain's name was enough to make the boy get up from his bed. Though he can do that too, but zain's name does the work faster.

He exited the room and moved to the room beside haris's. He slowly entered in to see the bed empty like always. He sighed and sat on the bed. After waiting for some minutes, the walk-in closet's door opened.

?- assalamualaikum. Zaima shah malik greeted Instantly hugging hamdan before he could stand up properly but luckily he balanced himself.

Hamdan- walaikumassalam zaimu, phir itni jaldi uth gayi? He asked as he planted a kiss on her hairs. Zaima moved back and smiled at him.

Zaima- phele se hi toh adat hai na bhaijaan. She said and hamdan nodded.

Hamdan- ek tum ho, aur ek wo tumhara bhai. He sighed making zaima chuckle.

Zaima- aapne uthaya unhe? She asked.

Hamdan- haan, kitni awaaze din, lekin Banda uthne ko tyaar hi nahi tha. Pani pheka maine phir ja kar janaab ki neend khuli. He said making zaima laugh now.

Zaima- itni zehmat kyu ki aapne, bhaiyya se keh dete.

Hamdan- kya karun usko keh kar, kal se volcano ban kar phir raha hai, kabhi bhi irrupt ho sakta hai. He said and zaima shook her head.

Zaima- aisa kuch nahi hai, wo bas kaam ki wajeh se stressed hote hain na. She said making hamdan roll his eyes.

Hamdan- tumara din usko defend kare bagair guzarta nahi hai na? He asked sarcastically.

Zaima- arey ise defend karna thori kehte hai bhaijaan. Aur aapko toh pata hi hai na unke kaam ka, phir bhi aisa bol rahe hai, aap bhi toh kitne busy rehte ho unke saath. She said offended by his words.

Hamdan- accha theek hai nahi kehta tumhare bhaiyya ko kuch, naraaz kyu ho Rahi ho. He said quickly taking her in a side hug. They then walked downstairs and reached the dining hall.

Zaima- assalamualaikum. She greeted along with hamdan and the people present there lifted their heads to see them.

?- walaikumassalam bachon. Haroon shah malik replied with a smile as he put aside the news paper. Zaima side hugged him making him smile.

?- Walaikumassalam. Shaziya begum, haroon's wife replied as zaima hugged her too.

Hamdan- meri toh value hi nahi hai. He muttered seeing his parents so happy with zaima. Though, this was nothing new, they didn't even hide that they loved zaima the most. He took a seat beside his father while zaima went into the kitchen with shaziya.

Haroon- ye hamare chote nawaab kahan hai. He asked making hamdan chuckle.

Hamdan- utha kar aaya hun use. He said and Haroon raised his eyebrows.

Haroon- tere uthane pe uth gaya wo? He asked.

Hamdan- baba aise bezzaiti toh na karen. Uth jata hai wo mujhse bhi, bas zain se zyada effort karna padhta hai. He said and Haroon shook his head on his youngest son's antics.

Haroon- waise Maine suna hai ki uss Germany ke client ne phirse dam karna shuru kardiya hai deal ko lekar. He asked and hamdan leaned forward to whisper.

Hamdan- itni zor se na bole baba, zain ne sun liya na phir gusse mey ajaega aur wo pura gussa zaima par nikaal dega. He said and Haroon sighed.

Haroon- kya karun mey tumhare bhai ka. He said tiredly, he was done with his nephews unnecessary anger.

Hamdan- filhaal toh kuch nahi ho sakta uska. He said sighing.

Kitchen

Shaziya- bacha tum jakar baitho mai kar lungi sab. She said not wanting zaima to do any work.

Zaima- mujhe pata hai aap sab karloge choti mama lekin phir bhi aapko pata hai na ki mujhe aapki help karna pasand hai. She said making shaziya shook her head.

Shaziya- haan toh Maine kahan tha na tumse ki tum dinner mey meri madad kardena. Breakfast mey nahi. She said and zaima chuckled.

Zaima- arey aapko pata toh hai that I like cooking phir bhi aap mana kar rahe ho mujhe. She said as she took out the bread from the toaster.

Shaziya- tumhara matlab zabardasti ki pasand? She asked and zaima froze for a second before putting a smile on her face.

Zaima- koi zabardasti nahi hai choti mama. Bas mujhe pehle cooking pasand nahi thi, par ab hai. She said and walked out of the kitchen taking the Toast along.

Shaziya- jhoot mat bolo zaima, mujhe pata hai tumhe abhi bhi cooking pasand nahi hai lekin tum wo chupa rahi ho, zain ki wajeh se. She said with a sigh, staring at the place from where zaima just left.

Dining hall

As zaima exited the kitchen, she was met with the sight of her brothers and chote baba having a conversation. She kept the toast on the table gaining their attention.

Zaima- assalamualaikum bhaiyya. She greeted cheekily.

Zain- walaikumassalam. He replied coldly, just peak zain shah malik thing. Zaima just took her seat beside him to which he didn't pay any heed.

Haris- bhaiyya aapko yaad hai na kal shopping pe jana hai? He asked making zain sigh.

Zain- tu bhoolne deta hai kuch. He said making haris grin.

Haroon- well, ab tumhe kuch yaad bhi toh nahi rehta tere kaam ki wajeh se. He said making zain frown.

Zain- chote baba, kabhi toh meri side leliya kariye aap. He said making Haroon chukle.

Haroon- sunte toh tum ho nahi meri, toh tumhari side lekar kya karunga mai. He replied sarcastically making zain shut up. While the siblings controlled their laugh, only their chote baba could do this.

Zaima- bhaiyya mai soch rahi thi ki aap mujhe bhi kal-

Zain- koi zarurat nahi hai. Sunday hai iska matlab ye nahi hai ki tumhare paas koi kaam nahi hai. Izzat se kal choti mama ki madad karo kitchen mey. He said firmly making all of them sigh.

Shaziya- roz hi toh karati hai wo meri madad. She said coming out of the kitchen. She settled beside her husband while glaring daggers at zain who instantly greeted her with haris. He was about to reply but then zaima spoke up.

Zaima- nahi choti mama, bhaiyya sahi keh rahe hai. Now that I think about it, Waise bhi mai kya karungi shopping jakar, mere paas toh alhamdulillah sab kuch hai. She said casually and then started her breakfast.

Haroon and shaziya shared a look and sighed. These siblings were hard to understand sometimes. One doesn't listen while the other ignores the mistakes done by her "dear" brother.

After sometime as they were done with their breakfast, all of them stood up to leave to their respective works. Hamdan was dropping zaima and haris to their University while zain would straightly go to their office, malik enterprises.

Haroon visits the office once a week as his son and nephew already manage everything so he doesn't need to go everyday. Though he still tries to help in the work every now and then so that the brothers don't stress much.

Zain- pata hai na collage ke baad kahan aana hai? Or do I need to remind you? He asked zaima as they were about to sit in the cars.

Zaima- ji bhaiyya, aap mujhe ye teesri baar yaad dila rahe hain. She said making zain give her a look.

Zain- tum kounsa meri baatein yaad rakti ho, isliye yaad dilana padhta hai. He said and sat in his car while zaima stood staring as he drove off.

Haris- kya hua? He asked seeing her zoned off, while zaima gave him a smile.

Zaima- Kuch nai bas bhaiyya aj ka yaad dila rahe teh. She said and haris nodded. He believed her facade most of the time, because she was good in it. But sometimes he did feel something was off, Yet he couldn't ask her without being sure.

Hamdan- tum dono ander bait rahe ho ya phir mai chala jaun? He asked firmly making his siblings quickly settled down in his car.

Zaima- collage ke baad koun pick up kar rahe hai mujhe? She asked after a few minutes as hamdan drove the car and haris scrolled through his phone sitting in the back.

Hamdan- tum kya chahti ho koun pick up karen? He asked making haris roll his eyes as his attention shifted to them.

Haris- ye bhi koi question hua bhaijaan, obviously she will say bhaiyya. He said making zaima frown at him while hamdan gave him a stern look slightly turning back.

Hamdan- weren't you focusing on your phone haris? He asked and haris shifted back his attention to the phone feeling scared by hamdan's gaze. Hamdan then looked at zaima waiting for her answer.

Zaima- koi bhi lelen bhaijaan. Mujhe usse koi farq nahi padhta. Aap dono mey se jo thora kam masroof ho, wo ajaen. She said making hamdan smile.

Hamdan- as you say princess. He said and zaima sighed. She looked out of the window as things and people passed by, the world was moving in chaos while in the car a peaceful silence settled down.

Hamdan halted the car on the universities entrance and both the siblings stepped out after bidding bye to their bhaijaan. Hamdan drove off and they entered in. Haris walked away to his class after patting zaima's head making her smile. Zaima then started walking to her class.

Zara- assalamualaikum. Zaima's friend greeted zaima as she walked near her.

Zaima- walaikumassalam. She replied as they started walking together.

Zara- tujhe pata hai, hamare exams preponed hogaye hai. She replied making zaima widen her eyes in dis-believe.

Zaima- Kya sach mey!??

Zara- haan abhi Maine notice board par dhekha. She said and zaima made a crying face. She put her forehead on zara's shoulder feeling depressed!

Zaima- yaar zara, meri kismat itni kharab kaise ho sakti hai? She whined while zara pats her back in assurance.

?- oh toh tumhe pata hai ke tumhari kismat kharab hai. The voice came and zaima lifted her head muttering curses for the person. Of course, how could she expect any kind of happiness, when these kinds of people exist in her life.

Zaima- haan kismat kharab toh hogi hi, kyuki subah subah tumhara chehra jo dhik jata hai. She said turning to the person with a tight lipped smile.

?- log marte hai iss chehre par jiski tum itni bazzaiti kar rahi ho. He says proudly.

Zaima- meri bhala se mar hi na jaye wo log. She said making the person furious.

?- tumhare mu se kuch accha nikal hi nahi sakta. He said with a small smirk.

Zaima- aur meri kismat itni kharab hai ki tumhara mu kabhi band hi nahi hota. She said with a sigh as if accepting a fact making the person greet his teeth.

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