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"Humari Nikkah kab hogi janum?"
Rush of footsteps could be heard here and there as everyone were busy decorating the garden for Inaya's Nikkah today. "Kya karte ho yaar? Ek kam dhang se nahi hota!" he rubbed his forehead in frustration as the flower pots weren't arranged properly. He was about to yell again when a hand on his shoulder made him turn around and look at her in a soft gaze, "Ammi.."
"Aaris, kyu Itna pareshan ho rahe ho?? Sub khairiyat se hojayega. Don't be so pressured about this, okay? Inaya ke paas jao, ro rahi hai buhot."
His gaze abruptly turned up at his mom, "Kia? Kyu?" He got a slap on his back as he looked at her being dumbfounded, "Sare larke gadhe hai, aaj uski rukhsati hai beta, Rona tou ayega na?" He sighed and hugged him mom and ran to inaya's room.
Taking a deep breathe, he knocked her room and entered inside hearing a meek "come in" from one of the girls. His eyes widened seeing Erum there too. She was fixing Inaya's makeup as she ruined it with her tears. His steps came into a halt seeing Erum looking so beautiful.
Ye tou mujhe marke hi choregi.. he thought
"Bhai?" He snapped into reality and shook his head as he walked towards Inaya and looked at her through the mirror. "Aaj bhi gandi lag rhi hai," He got a pinch on his tummy as he laughed and patted her head, "Why are you crying so much, Inaya? Abhi bhi ro rhi hai," he turned her chair towards him and looked at her as he cupped her face, "Look, no matter how much I hate you, I don't like seeing you cry."
"Nikkah rukwa du? Tu yahi reh ja-"
"BHAI!" She wiped her tears and chuckled looking at him, "Ye kaisi baat huwi.. jana tou hai.. lekin nahi bhi jana.. aap, Unlogo ko keh dena ke mujhe every week yaha wapis ana hai."
She looked at her brother and received a chuckle from him as well, "I'll pick you up every Sunday and uss chuhe ke sath hum Sunday spend karenge,"
Inaya and Erum both laughed as Aaris referred Inaya's husband as a 'chuha' "Chuha tou na bolein.."
Inaya's mood got fixed by Aaris. No matter how much it seemed like Aaris always annoyed Inaya but for his sister, he could do anything.
Finally, Erum spoke up as she turned the chair towards the mirror, "Should I fix the dupatta already?" Inaya nodded and smiled at her. "Waise bhai apne kaha nahi ke Erum kaisi lag rhi hai?" Inaya wiggled her eyebrows and looked at both of them only to see Erum widening her eyes and she looked down immediately.
He cleared his throat at her sudden question as he scratched the back of his neck feeling a bit shy, "Insaano jaisi. Aur kaisi lag sakti hai?"
Aaris tu tou gaya.
Inaya inaudibly gasped and looked at her brother, "Bhai, how could you? She dressed up so much aur she even wore your favourite co-"
"INA-" Erum coughed slightly and looked around as she looked at Inaya again, "Inaya.. ziyada baatein Matt karo, makeup kharab hojayega." Erum felt offended. He could've just said that she looked nice, that would be enough for her. Zaleem Aadmi. She scoffed internally and stopped Inaya as she was about to say something she didn't want Aaris to know warna inki ego tou aasman mein chali jati.
