Raah_e_Muhabbat (path of love)

15|cooking

"Mariam" Saalar's loud voice startled mimi. Saalar went out of the kitchen for few minutes because he had to attend a call. When he came back he found Mariam cutting potatoes.

The big knife felt from Mariam's hand. Saalar's normal voice was scary and right now he was being scary.

"How dare you?" Saalar walked closer and asked with a glare.

Mariam looked down not really knowing what to do or what to answer.

"Mene mana kia thana you won't touch knife?" Saalar asked firmly.

"Bhaiya mujhe sari cooking krne ati ha in-fact Saamahir ko bhi ati hai. Me apko puri biryani bana ke desakti hu." Mariam tried to reply confidently.

"Does it look like that I care? Because I absolutely don't kitchen is a risky place and you are not allowed to be here without any adult." Saalar locked her with a glare.

"I am almost an adult." Mariam said meekly.

"Don't argue with me! Or Han Saamahir ko bhi boldena don't come into kitchen at all. Kuch chaiye bhi toh ask Zohra bi." Saalar's voice left no room for argument.

"Aur ye aloo kyu kaat rahi thi?" Saalar asked pointing at the potatoes she just cut.

"I promise me koi garbar nahi krungi just let me cook please! Ap hona yahn please! Acha gas ap on krdena please mera dil horaha cooking krne ka." Mariam requested with puppy eyes.

Saalar felt taken aback nobody have ever tried charming with such looks he wanted to say no to deny firmly but he just couldn't his face automatically nodded.

"Thank youu!" Mariam chirped happily.

"Let me cut it." Saalar took the knife and diced the potatoes faster than she would have.

Mariam looked surprised she never thought the great angry looking man can cut potatoes like this.

Saalar than took the pot and placed it on stove lighten up the gas and asked Mariam to let him know before doing any dangerous thing.

Mariam happily obliged the siblings started cooking in peace. Mariam washed the spinach and cooked it with potatoes.

Saalar was to busy in making his biryani that he didn't notice what she was cooking.

Few minutes later Mariam brought a spoon closer to his mouth and he raised his brows.

"Taste krke bataye kesa ha?" She asked.

Saalar opened his mouth and devoured. His eyes widened as his taste buds leaped in joy. His eyes misted with tears.

It was the same Aloo palak his mother use to cook. The same dish he use to ask her to cook every single day and amidst all her injuries or pain she use to cook it for him.

Saalar haven't eaten something like this in years even though Zohra bi was the one who have taught his mother but the taste in her hands was unmatched to his mother.

Mariam right here have replicated the exact same taste.

"How's it?" Mariam clicked her tongue and waited for his answer.

"Its good. Ye kyu banai ha?" Saalar composed himself and asked.

Mariam noticed the slight mist in his eyes but she decided to remain silent about it.

"Aloo palak meri favourite dish hai. Aj bas dil horaha tha khane ka." Mariam replied even though she have learned from Zohra bi that it was Saalar's favourite dish and she have cooked it for him only.

"Bhot achi bani ha good job." Saalar replied.

"Mimiii!" Saamar came down running.

Mariam walked away from Saalar and just on the cue Saamar came down running to her as he hugged her midriff.