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"Nano Amma please pray for this meeting to go well. I hate being the owner of my cafe, please." She was taking the last of the bites from her plate at the breakfast table just when she said that. The only reason she hated being the owner at her own cafe was that she would have to meet and interact to so many people on daily basis.
"Forgot about the meeting Zimal. I want you to meet some-"
"I don't want to meet no one Amma. I'm already so tensed about these meetings and look at you not even giving me duas." She slid her plate away eating the last bite of her omelette.
"Oho ghar se buray mood se nahi nikaltey, betho yahan." she made her sit back on the chair and started blowing some surahs on her for her success and safety. And Zimal smiled a little and kissed her Nano Amma's hand.
"Should i go now?" Nano wanted to talk about something but she didn't as she seemed busy. Her grandma nodded with a smile and Zimal got up to leave.
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**FLASHBACK**
"Mom, are you guys going to send me to dad's boarding school?"
Little zimal asked her mom while sitting on the counter in the kitchen where her mama was preparing lasagna for her with the same recipe she had shown her from her iPad.
"No baby, we're not. Who even told you that?"
"Promise?" She wanted assurance and her mom instantly knew there was something messing up with her little head.
"Yes. But tell me why are you asking me that for?"
"Because dad was telling me about his visit to the school earlier in the day, and he told me about some kids he liked there and i think he likes them more than me. And i don't like that." She frowned crossing her arms to her chest as she formed her last sentence.
"It's nothing like that, my chocolate covered strawberry." She poked her nose slighting making her giggle.
Malina Azhar knew she had a genius kid and that little brain of hers used to keep bugging her all the time. She was an over thinker even from that age.
Some moments passed by and her mom found her caught up with some thoughts all over again.
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"Dad, i can go to the boarding school if you'd like me to study there." She stated while giving his dad a head massage with her little hands sitting on the bed.
