Chapter 7: BIKE RIDE

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They were sadly, watching movie cursing friends for purposely sharing exciting videos and picture from their beautiful trip due to which their heart were broken, how mean and heartless of them ?

It was triggering, zahra ji tried level best to bring lost smiles on their faces by cooking meals doing gossips, but dejectedly nothing worked, sidharth tiredly came home to witness them sulking.

"Ammi, hum bore horahe hain kab tak fazool se movies dekh kar time paas kar rahe hain zoya tu pics dekha na hamare dost kitne mazey kar rahe hain, hum log ghar par baithe dil jala rahe hain" adil says, taking mouthful bite of chips that's all they have been doing by sitting at home.

"I agree, eat .. sleep .. repeat" shehnaaz stood up dejectedly, showing pictures "tauba hai waise ab is mein mera kya kasoor mujhe baksho aur apne taaya abu ko dikhao bache ho ya affat, jab dekho shikayat .. beta tum .. shukar hai agaye" she says smiling widely and breathing a sigh of relief as if sidharth is her stress buster well truly he is as he very well knows how to handle them.

"Kya huwa, ammi jaan ?" he asks taking over the couch sitting beside his brother, losing tie breath comfortably feeling himself relaxed.

"Acha huwa ke tum agaye warna inko sambhalna mera bass ka kaam nahi kabse muh bana kar yeh baithe hain jaise kisi ne thappar maar kar chehra laal kardiya ho batao bhala aisa bhi koi karta hai" she complaint "apne bhai se pucho yeh kabhi bhi nahi gaya na jaane ke zidd kare itna acha shareef bacha hai mera kuch toh seekho" further added.

"Bhai, aap kab aye ?" shehnaaz rolls eyes hearing taaye ammi's endless praises for sidharth why do they always want them to follow his footsteps ?

Maybe, it's unacceptable to be different "jab tu is fazool topic par ammi ka deemag chaat raha tha" he replies, unbelievably staring his brother "bhai hum pakk gaye hain ghar baithe baithe" adil told innocently, staring him back.

"Why're u even telling him that's what he wanted ek boring insaan se hum boriyat ki baat kaise kar sakte hain unke hisaab se hume is waqt ko padne mein utilize karna chahiye na ke time paas karke, kyun sahi kaha na ?" shehnaaz doesn't leave even a single chance to taunt him.

"Beta sidharth ke liye ek glass paani ka lekar ao !" zoya is about to bring but zahra ji stops her "aap nahin shehnaaz jayenge" broke intense moment, drops a bomb on her head, she couldn't react it's just she hardly ever says it to her then why now ?

"G, main ?" she asks for reassurance, nods due to which quietly obeys her command other two kept their mouth shut although badly wanted to laugh.

"Thank you, hopefully paani hai zehar nahi ?" he happily takes, instantly, gulping it down "ek min, puch rahe hain ya phir bata rahe hain ?" she asks raising eyebrow "zinda hoon matlab tumne, apna golden chance lose kardiya" he smirks, she twists her lips by glancing at taaye ammi as if conveying silent message "dekh liya, aapke bete kitne sadhu akdu hain sirf mood kharab karna jaante hain" to which zahra ji chuckled.

"Haan, hum kahan thai tumhe lagta hai ke main ek boring insaan hoon ?" she nods, as of there is no other way around to justify her wrong "bilkul aap kaam ke ilawa zindagi ko khul ke jeena uske mazey uthana jaante hain ?" he laughs, does she even know him as a person "oh acha, tumne sirf mujhe ek bete ya bhai ke roop mein dekha hai, I don't blame you tumhare soch bhi kahin zayada zindagi ko khul kar jeene wala shaks hoon kabhi azmaa kar toh dekho !" he challenges, she wants to test him hence asks for a bike ride.

They were shocked "kya .. Pagal hai .. he doesn't even have a bike forget about riding it" adil yells scolding her to think, before giving challenges "I agree, bhai ke paas bike tak nahi aur tu chalaane ka keh rahe hai ?" zahra ji, chuckled.

"Ammi, aapko hassi arahe hai apne laadle ko akal dijiye !" zoya states "tum apne bhai ko nahi jante" she utters, gesturing him to speak up "kisne kaha I don't own a bike or I can't ride it ?" he smirks, it was confusing as they couldn't understand any of their quick glances.

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