“Phupu, get up naaaaa.” Naaz yells.
“Naaz, please beta.” I groaned.
“Phupujiiiiiiii.” Rayn yelled too.
“Rayn, Meri jaan. Please let me sleep.” I said, in sleepy voice.
“Everyone is ready, except you.” Rayn cried.
I opened my eyes slowly. I know he was acting.
“Okay, dramebaz let's go.” I said, irritatingly. And look at my mom.
She smiled, she always melt because of my niece and nephew. I roll my eyes.
We were in park, Sundays in India.
“Huff!” I exclaimed.
Rayn pulled my hijab.
“Pakdo mujhe, phupu.” (Catch me) he yelled and start running.
He did Same thing with Naaz. She angrily look at him. Rayn is so naughty. He is 3 years old and Naaz is 6 years old. My mom says rayn is naughty like me. I smiled.
“Phupu come.” He yelled, happily. I run to catch him. As I catched him, take him in my arms.
“You naughty boy.” I said, tickling him.
He laughed. Naaz pulled his right leg. He pout, look angrily at his sister.
“No no, if you both will start fighting. We'll not have ice cream.” I said, with little bit anger. Naaz tickle rayn again.
“Naazi Didi, stop.” he laughed.
I start laughing with them.
Then I saw Ayaan, his green eyes was full with anger. He pouted and cross his arms around his chest.
“Rayn, go play.” I said, staring at Ayaan.
And walk towards Ayaan. He ignored me and turn on right side. Ya Allah, he is so cute.
“Asalamualaikum Ayaan.” I said with smile. He eyes was full of tears.
“Hey, my baby what happened?” I asked, sitting on my knees.
“You are naraz with me?” I asked, worriedly.
“Naraz?” He asked. Thank Allah, atleast he spoke to me.
“It means nazzi-nazzi.” I heard his dad voice.
“Asalamualaikum.” I said.
“Walaikumasalam warahmatullah hi wabarkatahu.” He says.
I love Ayaan's language.
“Yesh, I'm nazzi-nazzi with you.” He pouted again.
“May I know why?” I asked, politely. Make him seat on my lap.
“You are mine zehnie, how can you play with them?” He said, cutely.
Pointing Naaz and Rayn.
“They are my niece and nephew.” I said with smile.
He looked confused.
“I'm their phupu.” I said.
“Oh.” He says, with his little pink lips.
“Still you are mine.” He says, angrily.
“Ayaan.” His dad call him.
“It's okay.” I said looking at his dad.
“My love, I'm all yours okay?” I asked him and wipe his tears.
“Pakka?” (Sure?) He asked.
“Yes.” I said.
He hugged me tightly and I hugged him back with smile. I know, his father was staring at me and my family too. Ayaan met with my family. He start playing with Rayn.
“Hey, I'm sorry for his behavior.” His dad told me.
“It's o-” Ayaan cut off saying,
“come Zehnie, meeth my daddi and pu-pu. Dada ish not here”. I met his family.
His daddi kissed on my forehead. I smiled.
“Ayaan, complete your milk bottle. Please, jaan.” His dad says.
“No.” He tongue out.
“Ayaan, do what your dad says.” I ordered. He smiled and drink milk.
“I'm so jealous with you.” His dad says looking at me.
“Why?” I chuckled.
“He never listened to me and look at him you order, and he is drinking.” He said and giggled.
“But he loves you so much.” I said with smile.
“Arhaan Ahmed.”He says.
“Zehna.” I try to avoid his eye contact.
“I know, the day you met him till now he ate my brain speaking about you. Zehnie zehnie.” He says, rolling his eyes.
“Oh I see you are jealous.” I said and chuckled. He shake his head.
“Ayaan, never get attached to stranger. I don't know why he is attached to you in first meeting.” Arhaan said, crossing his arms around his white shirt, his muscles peeked out through sleeves..
“May be we have connection.” I said and winked at Ayaan. He giggled covering his mouth. Arhaan smirked.
“Do you wanna have ice cream with me? Even Naaz and Rayn gonna have ice cream.” I asked Ayaan.
His eyes widened with happiness. He look at arhaan. Arhaan shook his head.
“Abbuta, plshhh.” Ayaan says, pouting.
Arhaan take Ayaan in his arms from my lap.
“My betu, I never leave you alone like this. I don't even know her.” Arhaan murmured last part.
“You can take her number.” Ayaan says.
Before arhaan speak I interrupt and say “yeah, you can.”
“Okay” he rolled his eyes.
“Yayyyy!!” Ayaan exclaimed. He hugged Arhaan.. Arhaan smiled kissing cheeks and nose.
“I love you.” Arhaan said him.
“I lobe you too abbu jaaann.” He yelled in happiness.
They laugh together. I don't know, why there presence makes me so happy.?
Asalamualaikum guys, how are you all? I hope you guys like these two chapters. Please, comment and let me know. Lots of love.❤️
Jazak Allah.
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