The next morning came sooner than Saalar anticipated. It was 6:30 in the morning when Saalar entered the house after completing his morning jog.
"Assalam Alikum." He entered the kitchen and said to Zohra bi.
"Walkium salam baba." Zohra bi replied.
"Apka detox water." Zohra bi forwarded his detox water to him.
"Kaam to kuch kara nahi raha! Mota horaha hu mein." Saalar glanced at his belly and said.
"Mote kaha se? MashAllah se itne fit ho apto." Zohra bi chuckled and said. Saalar smirked at her.
"Thora kaam tail wala khana banaega mere liye abse." He said and she nodded.
"Saalar?" Zohra bi called.
"Ji?" He replied.
"Bacho ke liye ghar ka lunch banaou ya Sahir ki tarah school se lelenge?" She asked.
"Saahir to bigra wa ha! Ye dono bache ache bache hai ap kuch acha se ghar se banado." Saalar replied.
"Wese inmese koi ek bhi abhi utha ha ke nahi?" Saalar asked.
"Mujhe to nahi lagta! Me kar aou check?" She asked.
"Nahi ap rehene de mein karta hu!" Saalar said walked outside. He walked inside Saamar's room first to wake him up.
"Saamar!" Saalar shook the boy who was sleeping without any worries.
"Saamar uthoo school hai." Saalar said again.
"Mahi ko utahou phele." Saamar murmured in sleep.
"Saamar!" Saalar called out his name again.
Saamar opened his one eye and looked at Saalar. He sat up straight in his bed but his eyes were still closed with sleep.
"Saamar go to washroom! Shower lo late horaha hai." Saalar ruffled his messy hair.
"Bhaiya?" Saamar asked.
"Ji?" Saalar replied.
"Abbtobad me to school 1 baje khatam hojata tha! Yahn pe kyu 2:30 tak hai?" He asked.
"Ab iska jawab to mere pass nahi hai Saamar!" Saalar smiled at him.
Saamar pouted and get down from the bed. He was still used to of staying alone in such big room. School days back home were nothing less than chaos he and Saamahir fighting for the washroom or Rahila yelling at them for breakfast or Mariam shouting for getting late. He was still not used to of the quietness.
Saalar pulled him back from his arm and made him stand by his feet.
"Kia hua?" He asked seeing the sudden sadness on his face.
"Kuch nahi." Saamar replied shaking his head.
"Saamar Saahir jab chota thana to school jane se phele roz sad hone ki acting karta tha at one point mujhe laga tha wo bully horaha but turns out wo sirf isliye drama karta tha because he doesn't want to go to school. Please tell me he didn't teach you that?" Saalar asks remembering the hard times Saahir has inflicted upon him.
Saamar laughed out. Saahir was one of its own kind. He shook his head at Saalar.
"Mein sad nahi hu promise." He said to Saalar who smiled in return at him.
"Uniform closet me hai! Go get ready! Black shoes drawer me rakhe hai okay?" He asked and Saamar nodded.
Saalar then walked towards Saamahir's room but he banged Saadan's room door loudly on his way. He banged loudly enough for the birds to wake up.
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