Next evening they were at Lucknow after a hell of driving two car, four men and two cars even talking turns wasn't that useful. Ruhaan was the one who drove more.
"Fakhir Bhai, I had to go to Delhi because of you and on top of that you are making me tired by driving." Ruhaan whine making the twin of Sameer laugh.
"Chachu to bilkul bacchon ki tarah shikayatein karte hain." One said.
(Uncle is complaining just like a kid.)"Haan toh! hai bhi humara baccha hi." This was Atiq enjoying Ruhaan's embarrassment as Lulu was also in the same car and everyone knew there is something going on between them.
(So what! he is our baby.)"I can drive." Lulu said to him slowly. Her loudness went in control after noticing how reserved the family is. They still have fun in their own way.
"No it's okay."
Fakhir on the other side of the phone call heard them clearly all he could do was smile sharing a known look with Dua.
The drive was fun as well.
They got fresh and rested for while. Every room of the traveler had different kind of chaos.
"Ruhi.... chai?" Sameer called for the tea coming out from bathroom and the tea was infront of him alongwith his beautiful wife.
"Thankyou." He said and plopped next to her on the couch with his arms around her. She scoots closer in his embrace.
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Fakhir and Dua were sitting on the couch and bed respectively talking about renovation, shifting, and top of all getting new house.
"Kaifi keh raha tha wo studio ka naam done ho gaya hai." He walked to her and stood beside the bed.
She said just by hearing the studio name and it took few seconds for her brain to register what he said. She immediately straightened herself almost jumping on him. "Haen, baat kar li tumne aur mujhe bataya bhi nahi."
(You talked and didn't even tell me.)"Abhi to batae." He hardly controlled himself from laughing at her antics.
(Just now I did.)"Hum Lulu ko aapne ghar pe hi rakhenge?" She held his crossed arms and said out of the topic.
(We'll let Lulu stay at our home.)"Itne chote se ghar me?"
(In such a small house?)"To tum bada Ghar le lo."
(So you get a bigger house.)"Kitna bada?" He kept a hand on his chin supported by the other crossed hand to his chest.
(how big?)"3 or 4BHK."
"Itne paise nahi hai humare pass?"
(I don't have this much money.)"Jhuthe. Family business me bhi tumhara hissa hai aur tum yaha bhi kuch karte ho. Main janti hun." She was saying as if she have all the details of his profession.
(Liar. You also have a share in the family business and work as well. I know.)"Accha thik hai next year dekhenge is saal to nahi ho payega."
(Okay, I'll see next year, this year it won't be able happen.)"Sacchi." Her eyes shined listening him. She shook his arms and hugged him, he tightens the grip on her waist.
After a brief moment she tried to pull herself that's when she realised his grip. He was having fun looking at her struggle to get out of the trap she walked in herself.
"Chodo"
(Leave.)He immediately loosen his grip making her feel empty and this wasn't new. He merely disobey her now who will tell him that she likes things he does.
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NouvellesA Muslim story based on Childhood marriage. •Where Dua wants divorce but Fakhir wants it to work out. •Where they both were forced till they had no other option. There is a saying, "You can't have everything in Life that you desire for." For whom wi...