ᴅᴀsᴛᴀɴ-ᴇ-ᴍᴏʜᴀʙʙᴀᴛ[𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆]

B O O K F A I R

I was being disturbed in sleep with the continuous knock on my door "ufff Allah kisko maut agya subah subah "(oh God now who is there) I murmered , then I lazily got up and sat on my bed and rubbed my eyes and got up from the bed and opened the door and it was my mom "aiza time dekha h tumne 11 baj rahe hai , or abhi bhi tumhari ankh nai khuli hai" (aiza have you seen the time it's 11 in the morning still you are not willing to get up)

My mom lectured me well it was not a new thing for me "mumma" I whinned like a child "don't mumma me I am not falling for this innocent trap of yours " my mom crossed her hand in her chest "go, get ready and come downstairs fast" my mom said "kyu mumma ajj chhuti hai sone dein mujhe" (why mymma it's a holiday let me sleep)I said in frustration because we only get two days of holiday

"Kyu ke beta ajj tumhari khala aa rahi hai Canada se or sath hi sath farjad bhi aa raha hai "(because dear your aunt is coming from Canada along with farjad)she said but my whole attention was on her last sentence why the hell is he coming I just hate him "kyu aa raha hai woh, ufffff mumma subah ,subah apne manhoos khabar suna di " (why is he coming uff mumma you just gave me a bad news)I said and she shook her head

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I was recording a video to post on my instagram account, after clicking a lot of pictures and recording a video I went downstairs and saw my aunt and his so called son have already arrived and are sitting in the living room "assalamualaikum, aunty" I said forcing a smile on my face.

I just don't like any of my relatives it doesn't matter whether it is mom's side or dad's side I just don't like them "walekumasalam beta ,kesi ho "(how are you dear) she hugged me "jii mein bilkul thik hu"(I'm good)I said " kahi ja rahi ho tum " (are you going somewhere)my aunt asked me "jii han woh book fair laga hai toh bas wahi book kharidne ja rhi" (yes actually there is a book fair so I'm going there only)I said "acha toh farjad ke sath chali jao na "(okay so go with farjad)

(You can imagine him as farjad)

I looked at his direction and he was already looking at me with a smile on his face "nai nai iski koi zarurat nai hai mein akele chali jaungi"(oh no need for it I will go by myself) I royally refused her "arey nai aiza mazak kar rahi hai , aiza tum farjad ke sath hi chali jao " (oh aiza is just joking ,aiza you will go with farjad)my mom glared at me there was no option left so I agreed to them.