Dil Mein Ho Tum (Completed)

Chapter 09

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Kisi Chahne Wale Ne Bhi Tujhe Itna Chaha Na Hoga..,

Jitna Pehli Nazar Dekh, Tujhe Mein Chahne Laga Tha...

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Third Person's POV:--

Three Years Ago...,

{After a month}

"That damn hurts."

"It was supposed to hurt." Retorted Iqra running after Zoya.

"Why are you making a big deal out of it?" Asked Zoya running out of breath, as she peeks through her shoulder to see Iqra was still after her with a murderous look on her face.

"How could you hide such an important thing from me, Zoya? All I want to do right now is kill you with my bare hand." Iqra yelled on the top of her lungs, as she came to a stop and leaning on the sofa. Taking deep breaths, with her hands on her hip glaring at Zoya.

"Time Please!!!" Zoya pleaded, slightly sitting on the stool that was opposite of Iqra. As she closed her eyes and was trying to steady her heart as well as her breathing. A horrific scream escapes her lips, when she slightly opened her eyes and saw Iqra was walking towards her with an evil smirk on her face. With a weapon on her hand like basketball.

"IQQI!! REHAM KHAOO MUJHPE!! (Have mercy on me!!) HOW WOULD I KNEW THAT THE AYAAN KHAN YOU ARE OBBESED WITH IS THE SAME AYAAN I KNEW!!!" She screams running away from her.

"HOW CAN YOU NOT? I TALK ABOUT HIM ALL THE TIMES AND EVEN SAW YOU HIS PICTURE." Iqra yells offended.

"Actually..............., I did...n't saw his picture." She said hesitantly, leaving Iqra in disbelief and more mad at her.

"SO YOU WERE DOZING OFF ME WHENEVER I TALKED ABOUT HIM?" Iqra asked titling her head and with a wicked smile on her face.

"BETA, AAJ TOH TU GAE!!" (Son, today you're done for!!) With that Iqra threw the basketball in her direction.

"AMMI!!!!!!!!" (Mother!!!!!!)

Nasreen (Zoya's Ammi) who was done cooking Dinner ran out of the kitchen and appears in the hall to see Iqra and Zoya were frozen in their places and was looking at her with fear and dreadful look on their faces.

"AMMI!!! YEH DEKHE YE DO CHUDAILO NE MERE SAATH KYA KIYA!!" (Mom!!! Look at what these two witches have done to me!!) Iram hissed in pain with tears streaming down her face, her both hands were placed on her head where the ball just hit her.

"Such a Drama Queen." Both Iqra and Zoya mutters lowly.

-AFTER FIVE MINUTES-

"Ye kuch jyada Nahi ho gaya?" (Isn't this a bit too much?) Iqra asked lowly to Zoya, referring to the pile of cooking vessels that was waiting for to be washed by them.

"AMMI ARE YOU SURE THIS IS OURS? KAHI BAAJU WAALO KE BARTAN TOH NAHI HAI NA ISME?(These aren't the neighbors' dishes, are they?)" Zoya asked loudly in a sarcastic tone.

"NAHI BETA, IT'S OURS. BUT IF YOU WANT, I CAN BRING THEIRS TOO." Yells Nasreen in a soft voice through the hall, while watching some serial on TV with Iram by her side, enjoying themselves.

Iqra almost drop the plate that she was washing by hearing these. While Zoya laughed at herself for the punishment that she was receiving for the sin that she never did.