Wearing Baby pink colored apron, brown hair tied in a catcher, she was completely engrossed in her work while topping the cream on the cake. The flour on the face, the cream and the damaged condition of the kitchen as if a storm had passed there...
She didn't care.
Everyone was sitting quietly in the lounge waiting for the final product to come out. Uncle, aunt, grandmother, grandfather, daddy and little Sufyan aka Sufi, appiah everyone was there except this one person.
(Family intro:)
It was a joint family like other families in Pakistan. Grandpa was known as Baba, grandmother was called, Dadu. They had 2 sons and a daughter. elder son ---Jamal Khan having 3 children.
Younger son was Zardad Khan having one and only daughter, apple of everyone's eye (but shaby's enemy), Iman khan aka Ammy or Ranu.
Jamal khan had 2 sons, Sha'ban, Sufiyan, and middle child, a daughter, Zainab(appiah).
Their last child was Zerminé who was married with Shahzor Areeb Khan.
They had only son, Hisham Areeb Khan-shamu or Khanu bhai.
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"What do you think Appiah?. Everything will be ready by morning" Safi tried to open his eyes heavy with sleep.
When he said that, everyone smiled.
"No son---- someone was saying wait for twelve o'clock" Dadu(grandma) said while looking at the clock in front of her. Her head shook with regret.
"When did Pakistanis observe the time before, which you have hoped for, that too from a One true lover of the country, a true Pakistani that if she said and meant exactly at twelve o'clock....."
Next he left the matter unfinished and shook his head loudly. He called as if it was a very sad thing.
"Sufi is also right, mother." Uncle laughed in his support.
"Hey fatty, He is slandering, isn't he the one who will fall straight into the hellfire without accounting."she gave a honk from kitchen.
He tried to ignore her and continued, "when all your experiments, but failed experiments, will be conducted on 'poor me' then I will be the one fatty fat. Look dadu, baba... whether you're agreed or not, but she'll definitely make the whole family diabetic in her passion for cooking and baking. I say Khanu Bhai and Shabbi Bhai have been fine... Khanu escaped from her tips by going abroad and Shabbi Bhai still doesn't like these bakery items especially the ones that makes our Ranu."
Safi stood up from the sofa and said in a clear, loud voice so she too could listen him. He was clearly teasing her.
" Ranu makes good food, it tastes like her mother's," said Dadu, straightening her stick, Glancing at the clock, it was twelve o'clock.
" She cooks in the kitchen and mother spends hours cleaning." Appiah stated a complain.
"It's too early to get perfect, isn't it! " baba(grandpa) said smiling lovingly.
"Here's my cake, ready." She chimed from the kitchen and came out with the strawberry cake.
Seeing her dress, Appiah looked at aunt with wide eyes. As a response aunt pressed her lips into the thin line suppressing her laughter.
"Now you have to take a bath and then head to bed." Dadu said with love.
"The shape is good" seeing, Safi, who started walking towards the room stopped, his eager eyes fixed on the cake.
"No, won't you will be a fat pig and diabetic? Go to your room, sleep." Stepping towards him she slapped his hand.
"Come on, Grandma, look how stingy she is." He stated looking at her with complaining with doe eyes.
"Rano... he is your younger brother" Dadu said to her on his complaint.
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"He is a kid. He is three years younger and looks ten years older than I...Yes --- and Dadu, anyway, you yourself say that the brothers are always older." Sarcastically making a face, she burnt him to inside.
"Come on, get some cold drinks from the fridge," she ordered and be seated between Dadu and Baba.
"Like You have great respect for the elders." He mumbled up in his mouth and went to get cold drinks from the kitchen.
"Fight less, wild cat," Baba ruffled her hair lovingly.
"Where do I fight baba -- these guys start first. I am a very good girl." She pouted exclaiming.
"The condition of this good girl in the kitchen is unbelievable. Believe me mother, I really wanna hit my head into the wall."
while bringing a bottle of water and cola in the other, he was speaking, coming out of the kitchen.
"I didn't make that much of a mess." at appiah's stern eyes, hiding in grandma's lap, she said in a low voice.
"No, dear, if you are so fond of cooking , then take care of cleaning the kitchen too!" Dadu gently advised
"I try not to make a mess, Now what should I do if it gets on its own?"
"Don't say anything to her today because today the cake is really great." Uncle said enjoying the cake he took out in his dish.
He said, impressed.
" Really father!", Safi also went ahead with enthusiasm placing the bottles on the table.
Daddy was silently observing everyone with his cold yet polite face seated on single couch. He was not that expressing.
Safi was immediately started withdrawing his share. .
"Yes, why would I lie? Here Ranu, yours reward.." uncle said in a pure rural tone and took out a thousand rupees note from his pocket and handed it to her. She went out to him immediately from Dadu's lap.
"Loot today who is going to be looted" Safi shouted while enjoying the cake and she jumped towards him.
"You should empty your moneybox first because you are the big foodie here."
to save his life, he also got up.
He ran away but did not forget to fill the spoon and put it in his mouth.
"Because you are the most insulting to me. Bring me this, Safi!... Sufi! Bring me that..."
even while running away, he did not forget to tease her.
"It is a shame ...that these two won't stop doing these things.''
Mother shook her head regretfully and ignored them.
In a short period of time, both of them were so proud of each other and had such love and affection that no one could see as close friend in the world as them.
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Quran says:
O mankind! Be dutiful to your Lord, Who created you from a single person (Adam), and from him (Adam) He created his wife [Hawwa (Eve)], and from them both He created many men and women and fear Allâh through Whom you demand your mutual (rights), and (do not cut the relations of) the wombs (kinship)[]. Surely, Allâh is Ever an AllWatcher over you.
(4.An-Nisâ; ayat:01)
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