Falling In Love With You : The Eternal Love

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Tiptoeing on her tiny feet, which had the chestnut brown locks, tied in a high ponytail, to bounce cutely, small delicate palm holding a red lipstick, ethereal face having a mischievous grin, towards the huge bed, placed in the middle of the dark themed room, where a handsome tall well built man was sleeping peacefully.

The small palm holding the makeup object moved around the face of the sleeping male making random patterns, showing off her artistic skills, covering her own mouth with the free hand, to not let out any sound.

When the sleeping male squirmed in his sleep, the naughty one hurriedly ran out of the room.

Soft sound of melodic giggles, which had the power to melt an iceberg into puddle, falling of small feet on the polished marbled floors were echoing around the peaceful mansion.

The ethereal woman ran around the open hallway followed by the stairs, towards her parents who were peacefully sipping on their morning refreshments.

"Aliza stop running around like a kid", soft voice of a middle aged woman exclaimed, shaking her head.
"Let her have fun, love", the middle aged man said smiling at his beloved daughter who just plopped herself on the sofa beside her father.

"Assalamu Walaikum, papa", she said cutely hugging the male, snuggling into his broad chest.
"Walaikum Assalam, my little princess", the older male said lovingly kissing her temple.

"Mama", the younger chirped hugging her mother, squishing her in to a bear hug before letting her go with a giggle.
"My baby", her mother said kissing her cheeks before chuckling at her antics.

"ALIZA", an irritated deep voice roared around the mansion which had the younger to cover her mouth with her small palm to muffle the mischievous giggles.

"What did you do now?", her mother, Bushra asked sternly knowing very well how much naughty their pampered daughter could be.
"I didn't do anything", Aliza said innocently with her big dear like eyes staring at the elder, who couldn't say anything further.

They heard rushed footsteps and turned their gaze upstairs to witness their elder son who was still clad in his sweat pants and bare upper body coming down the stairs with hurried strides.

"Aliza Khan come over here you brat", the other male exclaimed sternly.

"No, papa save me", Aliza ran into her father's arms who laughed out loud holding her close to 'save' her from her elder brother's wrath
"Ma! see what did she do", their elder son, Arham, complained pointing at his face which had red patterns in it.

"How can you accuse me, do you have any proof?", Aliza exclaimed with her head held high but still hiding behind her father.
"Come here and I will give you proof, you hamster", Arham hissed, which had Aliza to gasp dramatically.
"How can you call me that? Papaa~", and like every other younger sibling she took refuge from her father.

The older couple bit their lips not to laugh out loud and irritate Arham even more than he already was, seeing how funny he looked.

Aliza poked her tongue at the elder, having too much fun.
"Hey-",
"Arham, you know she is mischievous", her father defended his daughter like every other time. It wasn't a lie when people say father's are smitten for their daughters.

"Don't support her all the time, Dad", Arham grumbled crossing his muscular arms against his pecks.
"Aliza, you shouldn't behave like that with your brother", their mother said sternly nonetheless her voice was anything but angry. Aliza huffed in fake anger.

"I won't buy you the dress you wanted from Dubai", Arham smirked in victory seeing her eyes widen in disbelief.
"You can't do that... What.. You promised~", she whined stomping her feet.
"Quick apologize, azizi (my dear)", her father patted her shoulder in encouragement.