CHAPTER 38

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HANIA

I think Hamza's family is obsessed with lakes.

Well this house too is built near a lake, not that close to previous one,but we can clearly see the lake from this house.

Zain brought my bag inside,i thanked him,he smiled at me,his cheeky smile.

An old lady, emerged from the house, introduced herself has the house keeper.

I looked at the downstairs to see both Anvi and Arsh are apologizing eachother that it's their fault.

The routine thing....

I called my mum to inform her, that we reached safely.

It's around 11:30 am and I'm so tired,i just want to sleep.

I tried to take my bag upstairs " let me take that" Hamza took the bag from my hand and brought it upstairs for me.

"This house screams colonial..." I said.

"Yeah it's built by my great grandfather..." He informed.

White-washed walls with a hint soft pastel colours, different textures of dark wood, like a pine wood centre table, oak dining table...Dark coloured rugs, chest of drawers.

Metal railing swirling around the stairs,Huge plants in corners,high white ceiling with vintage fans,and busy paintings,sheer white curtains and dark wooden flooring...

As much I have knowledge in interior designing it's just a master piece. It's just perfect,in a design point of view.

"Jemima aunty made us lunch,after lunch we can rest for few hours..."he informed opening the door.

I just nodded dragging my suitcase inside the room which me and Anvi are sharing.

I just washed my face and decided not to change because this kurta is so comfortable.

I opened my hair and decided to make a bun, but at last i made a braid i don't know why,no matter what I make my hair looks like a curly mess.

Anvita entered the room,and directly landed on the bed.

Somethings never change...

HAMZA

"You are grown so much, the last I saw you was 6 years ago..." Jemima aunty cried when she saw me.

I really like her,the coolest person i know, but I feel uncomfortable in such situations, like i don't know how to respond.

I checked what she cooked for lunch,it has different types of sea food, like 3 different fish curries, prawns,crab..

Man I missed the fish.... the fishes here are so fresh that it will melt in your mouth.

But Hania don't eat sea food at all,"Aunty if you don't mind can you make something different than seafood..um..my friend don't eat it..." I hesitated because i don't want to burden her.

I also don't want Hania to starve...

"How about eggs??"

"It'll be good thank you aunty..."she just brushed it off with a sweet smile.

I talked with her husband David for a while.

And decided to check on them,i entered in Arsh and Shazu's room.

I didn't share a room, because i don't want to disturb anyone with my stupid nightmares...

I entered the room and saw Arsh is standing in the balcony with his phone pressed to his ear and Shazu is setting his hair shirtless.

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