Dedicated to all the Shaykh brother fans who have been waiting to see them again....:) Have a good time with the Shaykh brothers ;)
The bright and gleaming King of the Day arose from its slumber and spread open its arms around the world. The golden rays entered through the slightly open curtains of a bedroom in the Shaykh villa enlightening the room gradually. Afzal Shaykh frowned in his sleep as the sunrays approached his handsome face.
He rolled over on his bed pulling the blanket higher. Just as he was about to go back to sleep his bedside alarm went off. Afzal sighed in exasperation and sat up on his bed grabbing the alarm clock before turning it off. Morning sleep definitely wasn't his thing.Yet somehow from the past few days he had been sleeping after Fajr to get some rest.Being tired to the extreme point it had become easier for him to take rest which he would have never done otherwise.
It was 9:00 in the morning and he had gotten pretty good sleep since Fajr. Four days had passed after that argument between the Shaykh brothers and their mom yet Afzal felt the guilt growing in his heart with every passing day.He never disobeyed his mother neither did he raise his voice against her.But the situation had been so unfavourable that he had lost all control. He already had so much on his mind and to add to it his mother had made wished for the same thing he never wanted to do. But then again it was about her. Speaking of which, he couldn't bring himself to forget about her even for a moment. She was always on his mind.
"Ya Allah! Help me get through this." Afzal whispered silently and moved out of his blanket. As he was about to get out of bed his gaze fell on the bedside table. Besides the bedside lamp, a small gift box was placed with a note underneath it.
Afzal frowned at the sight.
Who could have placed the gift in his room? And for what ? It wasn't like it was some special day or he had done something great.
Afzal got out of his bed and picked up the note.His dark brows furrowed at the familiar handwriting.
To,
The grumpiest being known to man !!
It was enough for him to conclude who it might be.Just to confirm he read further:
From:
Your one and only awesome brother whom you love unconditionally ;)
Afzal rolled his eyes a slight smile playing on his face and placed the note back on the table. He then picked up the gift wondering what could be in there. As he unwrapped it his eyes widened at the object inside.
Why did Aarhu have to spend so much?
Resting in the perfectly packed gift box was a Samsung Galaxy Note 3 mobile. Afzal had broken his cellphone some days ago when he was aggravated by his Phuppi's behaviour and he had thrown the mobile across his room rendering it useless.
He hadn't even bothered to get a new one in these past 4 days as he was in no mood to talk. Both him and Arhaan had spent the time either at the masjid or locked in their rooms and even their friends had problem in reaching them.
Afzal picked up the grand gift in his hand, many emotions swirling through his shattered heart.He swallowed hard the lump in his throat and put back the phone in its place.
Aarhu didn't have to do this!! He is still my baby brother and I don't want him wasting his money on me.
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SHATTERED HEARTS
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