My Twisted Mafia

Heartwarming..

" thank you guys... I thought you'd never excuse me from the chore of doing the dishes" Jafar said settling the breakfast.

Clearly both Naseer and Ahmed were busy with their phones not looking up to him

" Not that you are listening.. but thanks.." he went on speaking

'' save it... I didn't do it..'' Naseer said not even looking up

Jafar rolled his eyes

" Thanks Ahmed.. " he turned to Ahmed

Ahmed looked up puzzled

" Huh..for what..?"

Jafar sighed boredly " you guys... Try to get off your phones...it's not healthy"

He complained going back over the fridge
Ahmed looked at Naseer confusedly

" What's up with him?"

Naseer chuckled " he was thanking you for doing the dishes"

" I didn't do the dishes..that's your job..." Ahmed looked at Jafar..

" Then.."

They both broke into smiles..

" Isqaar did the dishes"

" Oh yeah..that's why I didn't see the food out her door..I assumed one of you took it" Jafar said

Naseer sighed..

" At last"

" The minister is coming today.. Jafar you will be escorting him here make sure you are not followed jafar, I hope you are able" Ahmed said

Jafar nodded

Ahmed turned to Naseer.. " you ready to talk to Isqaar?"

" I don't need to be ready..will she open the goddamn door ?"

Ahmed sighed..

" Would it hurt to be a bit nice?"

Naseer got up leaving the table..

" I guess I should also take my leave" Jafar said getting up..

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Naseer knocked twice..

" Isqaar breakfast.."

When she didn't respond he turned his heel..

"Did you get some?"

Somehow that small voice managed to stop him by his tracks.. he quickly turned and went back to the door he sighed

" No..I... I thought you might like to join us" he said

When she didn't speak again he took a step back to go..
But the next thing that happened took him by surprise.. definitely he was not expecting it..
In a fraction of second the door flung open and Isqaar hugged him sobbing softly..
When he recovered the surprise He patted Isqaar's back softly..

" I'm sorry.." she said.. " I'm Soo sorry.."

He didn't say anything..but he wondered why she was the one apologizing

" I shouldn't have shouted at you..you were just looking up for me--" before she went on he pulled away from the hug and rub her tears

" No Isqaar.. I'm sorry"

" For what.. ?" She asked

" For nineteen years of being a terrible brother" he said

She shook her head

" You didn't have a choice" she said managing a weak smile..

it was now that she noticed his tired face and dark circles around his eyes.. deciding against pointing it out..

" Breakfast?" She asked

He smiled back

" Oh yes.. Jafar prepared the best.."

They were walking down stairs

" Not like Ilham" she said

Naseer sighed.. " she was ...just gorgeous.." he said  with a smile

Isqaar rose her brow teasingly

" Her food" he quickly added.. "
her food was gorgeous..."

" Food..? Gorgeous?" She chuckled " I don't know about that"

Naseer smiled back pulling her a chair..

" No one's here?"

Naseer shrugged

" Why haven't you ever tell her?" She asked as soon as they both begun eating

Naseer shrugged" why?"

" Why not?.. You know, she always waited for your comment"

Naseer rose his brow " Is that why she always have me a weird look when I took my first bite?"

Isqaar nodded

" Your friend is weird.. I mean.. I kept rejecting her but she kept coming back" he said staring into space

Isqaar smiled sadly

" She did , didn't she?.. " then she looked at him " why don't you just let yourself be loved.. what are you so scared of ?"

" Hurting her..and you in the process. Issy, I don't love her.. ever heard how one sided relationship hurts?" He asked

Isqaar's heart fell a bit her mind going back to how many times she expressed her love to Ahmed and he brush it off..

Doesn't he love me too?

" How can you not love her ..? Honestly even I just can't help it.."

Naseer was quiet.. back into staring into space...

After a while he spoke up

" you know We fought.."

Isqaar looked at him

" That day she was kidnapped.. she brought me a drink.. I told her if she wanted to love me.. she should do it in a corner.." he sighed..

" I regret that.. so bad, and it's like even God won't let me forget that ...  I keep dreaming about that day every single night.."

" We'll get her back.." she said.. " I know you will"

After the heart warming breakfast Isqaar retreated to her room but not before Naseer told her to get ready meet an important person today.. that is why she was going through her wardrobe.. in the end she ended up with ankle length orange dress ..

she smiled remembering how Ilham hated it since it was " hideous" ..
She let her hair fall and at last sat on bed waiting..

When Naseer told her she was to meet a very important person she did not care. ..
she was not expecting anyone that important after all who was she?
So you can imagine her surprise when the prime minister of Pakistan stood in front of her in all his glory it took all she could not to drop dead..
but of course..her eyes went to size of saucers..
And he... Offered a pleasant smile

What the hell...?

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