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Ruhani POV
"Wow, eight months ago you could not sleep and now you cannot wake up,"
I muttered in a slow voice and tried to shake him more.
"Okay,"
I replied to the attendee and looked at the sleeping heavy boy beside me.
"Aahil, get up. We will get late,"
I tried to say but still no sign from him listening to my words.
Now, I was not left with any option but to use the trick that I used to use for Haider.
I stepped down from the bed and held the hem of his comforter tightly. In a sudden pull, I pulled it off his body and kept it aside.
"Now, wake up,"
He did not even sigh.
What the hell got into him?
I opened the curtains and looked at him.
"Aahil, come on get up,"
But, he looked so peaceful in his sleep.
I sat back again beside him and leaned in closer to his ear.
I gulped before screaming loudly.
"Aaaahhhhiiiilllllllllllllllllll,"
He shivered all of a sudden and straightened himself in a fraction of the moment.
His face was shocked and scared altogether.
"What happened?"
He looked at me.
"Are we attacked?"
He asked all of a sudden.
I smiled and looked at him.
"No, but a sleeping monster found in our territories,"
He thinned his eyebrows with a sleepy face and lowered his gaze with frustration.
I saw him laying back.
"No, no, no, you cannot sleep again,"
I said and by the time I finished, he was back to the old position.
I sighed and looked at his already closed eyes.
This is Insane.
I left him sleeping there and went to do my morning business. After changing into a fresh pair of clothes and getting ready, I came out of my chamber.
I went to meet my parents.
An attendee told me that they were at the dining hall, so I turned my feet towards it.
I entered the dining hall and looked at them sitting around the table.
"Assalamualaikum, Ammi, abbu,"
I said looking at my father and mother.
"Walaikumassalam,"
They replied and my mother asked me while I was walking towards them.
"We are waiting for so long. What took you long?"
I smiled taking my seat beside Haider and looked at her.
"There is a sleeping monster in my chamber. Who is denying to wake up,"
My father laughed and looked at me.
"Sleeping monster, hahahahaha,"
He laughed even more.
And, my mother shot him a glare.
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