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"Haye Allah! Hamare khaandan mein kisi ki yeh krne ki himmat nhi thi!" Bisma exclaimed still at shock from the sight she came across."Amma andr chalke krlena. Bahar kyu chilla rahi ho?" Saiqa tried quieting her mother but was cut off by her mother's even louder rant.
"Aare! Aise kiase chup krjaun! Mujhe to yakeen hi nhi araha hai! Tauba tauba!" Bisma exclaimed shaking her head reciting some 'astagfirullah's' under her breath.
Neelum, Sarah & Asiya walked inside the house quietly unable to take the drama Bisma had been throwing all thier way back.
The evening had fell as the house was brightly lit with evening lights definitely not matching their dull , tired faces.
They entered the house Bisma quickly entered the living room calling out her father.
Saiqa, Asiya , Sarah and Neelum entered the living room behind her mumbling tired Salams as they entered.
Abida and Manahil made their way into the living room hearing her Bisma's loud voice echoing followed by Hania who was coming down the stairs.
Rehaan and Azaan seemed to quickly enter the living room worriedly , just as they entered the house with Saahil who was apparently dragged to the company in the morning for some learning lessons.
The abbus entered the living room hearing their sister's noise leaving their news playing in the drawing room behind taking a seat on the couch with thier father.
"Aare dekhlien apni ladli ko abba!" Bisma exclaimed.
"Aare kiya kya meri ladli ne?" Dadu muttered holding his head already tired from the drama.
"Batane ka kya?- woh tasveer dikhao!" Bisma commanded Sarah.
Sarah got up looking at Asiya raising her eyebrows as a question who replied back with a small unsure nod.
Sarah sighed defeated, opening her gallary app clicking on one specific photo then handing her phone to her phuppo.
Neelum shook her head at mello drama that is gonna start while saiqa covered her face embarrassed at her mother's actions.
Asiya bit her inner cheeks worried for her little sister while the rest stood with big question marks formed on their faces.
Bisma took the phone looking at the photo before shaking her head mumblimg tchs at her movement.
"Yeh dekhien!" Bisma handed her father Sarah's phone.
Dadu took the phone from her squinting his eyes at the bright screen before slowly looking carefully at it.
His lips formed into small smile recognising the two faces on the picture but he quickly hid it.
"Yeh kya hai?" He squinted his eyes again, acting clueless.
Bisma gritted her teeth together mentioning Asiya to speak.
"Asal mein dadu woh.." Asiya spoke looking here and there gulping nervously. There was no chance she could save her spoiled, beloved sister.
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