"Nahi, mujhe nahi lagta humein jaana chahiye" Anaya said, shaking her head with fear in her eyes.
"Nahi, mujhe lagta hai humein jaana chahiye. Koi chor bhi ho sakta hai" Azaan insisted but Anaya vehemently shook her head.
"Agar chor hota, toh andar chori karta, bahar nahi " Anaya reasoned.
"Shayad humein dekh kar bhag gaye honge" Azlaan speculated. As this three discussed, Aqsa glanced out the window into the garden.
"Maine ek shadow dekhi mard ki aur ek shadow aurat ki, dono garden ke uss end mein gaye hain" Aqsa reported, turning back to face them, leaving them confused.
"Aajkal log couple vlogging ke sath-sath couple chori bhi karne lage hain kya?" Anaya asked Aqsa and Azaan playfully smacked her head.
"Ouch, bhai! Laga mujhe " Anaya winced, rubbing her head to soothe the pain.
"Mujhe lagta hai mujhe pata hai yeh kaun hain" Azlaan chimed in.
"Mujhe bhi " Azaan added, both of them chuckling softly, which only confused the girls further
"Kaun hai?" Anaya asked, looking at their chuckle .
"Dekhna hai toh chalo " Azaan urged .
Azlaan and Aqsa followed behind while Anaya and Azaan walked forward .
As they approached , they heard a soft laughter of a woman which scared Aqsa and Anaya, causing them to stop. Azaan and Azlaan also looking at their hesitation
"Hume nahi jaana chahiye wahaan, shayad koi chudal hai " Anaya said nervously
"Chudal woha nahi yahaan hein" Azaan teased, pointing at Anaya.
Anaya hit his arms angrily "Woh real wali hai, main nahi jaa rahi hoon " She insisted
Azaan gently held her hand, noticing she had no intentions of going .
"Chalo, mere saath kuch nahi hoga " Azaan said with a smile, leaving Anaya puzzled.
As they approached, they discovered Ayaan and Ayaat sitting on a garden bench under twinkling fairy lights and the moon, their backs turned towards them.
Ayaan and Ayaat were lost in the serene surroundings, Ayaat and Ayaan were talking and laughing , enjoying their conversation. .
Anaya looked at them with admiration, struck by their peaceful demeanor. In their family, Ayaan and Ayaat were known as the introverts, preferring tranquility. In contrast, Azaan, Anaya, Azhaar, and Aqsa were extroverts, often bringing liveliness and chaos. Azlaan, though quiet, always participated in their mischief-making plans.
Azaan couldn't help but smirk teasingly at Anaya. "Kaise nanad ho apni bhabhi ko chudal keh rahi ho , yeh toh galat baat hein " he said playfully.
Anaya looked at him. She looked into his eyes, finding them more peaceful and beautiful than anything else she had ever seen. She sensed a silent connection between them, as if his eyes were trying to convey something profound. They stood there, unaware that their hands had found each other's, lost in a moment where time seemed to stand still.
Suddenly they heard Azlaan's coughed making them back in reality.
"Kya hua" Azaan asked him .
"Azaan bhai , aap Anna api ke hath toh choriya " Aqsa said while pointing Azaan's hand grip on Anaya's hand . Hearing that they looked at them making both of them awkward , Azaan left her hand .
"Yeh chudal chudalo se dar rahi thi isliya pakra tha" Azaan said slowly words barely can be heard making Aqsa nod .
"Choro yeh sab abhi hum a jaana chahiya " Azlaan said to ease the tension.
