My in: laws

chapter 27

بسم الله الرحمن الرحم 🌹

                 Hameed's POV

Sluggishly walking into the room to the direction of the bed, I tossed my phone over the bed, then unbuttoned my shirt while sitting at the edge of it, my back is hurting my neck also hurts gosh my whole body is aching. why do we have to be on the last floor of this building, I never hate this apartment, like I do today argghh.

Throwing my shirt away I fell back on the bed letting out a sigh, it's finally going to be over after tomorrow, yeah our last paper is tomorrow and I just can't wait for us to be done and then that's all "are you waiting for me to come and bath you" the voice rang in my ears annoyingly, Anwar is looking for trouble, I don't have the energy to argue with him so I just glared "ohh I'm sorry, I have forgotten that I'm not Hanan" he mocked sarcastically and I got up instantly with a scowl marring my features that obnoxious fella burst into fit of laughter running to the direction of the en-suite and on the way bumped his toes with the drawer, he let out a loud wail "very good" I smirked laying back down on the bed, I heard him saying some incoherent words before proceeding in to the toilet.

Talking about Hanan, that girl is some thing else, we don't talk on phone a lot now a days. if I called, she would tell me to go and study, how many times do I have to study. she would be like I'm amidst exams I shouldn't be making unnecessary phone calls, how is talking to one's wife unnecessary, I just can't seems to understand.

The last time we made a proper phone call was when she said that She have started to like me, I shouldn't have taken that to heart, right! she said it out of happiness, but I just couldn't help it, it was when she ended the call without waiting for my response and told me that she would deliver my greetings to Mami, she just put words into my mouth, I have no other option than to let her be.

"Are you smiling again, and alone, you should see a neuropsychiatric doctor please" Anwar rolled his eyes at me as he walked to the dressing mirror with a towel wrapped around his waist, this guy is not going to understand, he definitely would never understand because he never dated "are you insulting me in your mind, I don't like the way you're staring at me" he spun, to looked at me his eyes into slits, I still didn't say anything "I hate you, just say your mind and stop looking at me like that, as if you're drunk" he gritted and I chuckled, he furiously made his way towards me, and I got up the bed with a laugh while my phone started to ring "I should answer the phone call first" he didn't listen "Anwar please" I begged, but that guy still didn't listen, the daggers he was sending my way didn't go unnoticed as he retired to get my phone that was atop the bed.

"Assalamu'alaikum Dada" he picked the call and spoke, that dull head might say something stupid so I tried to snatched the phone away from him but he slipped away "ina wuni dada ya gida" he greeted as he toppled himself backwards "Anwar manaa" I followed him "yes dada it's him, he just won't let me talk to you in peace" he glared, I couldn't hear what dada said from the other end "and he talks about his wife every now and then, nonstop, clearly reminding me that I'm single" he grumbly added, I stood still, not able to follow him any further, is this guy for real that's my dad he's talking to "that, I know for real, if Hanan is his alone, then you're not" he giggled and I felt like kicking him, so that's it, dada is taking his back " yes, in Sha Allah Dada" he made a happy face then stretched, passing the phone to me, I pinched his hand before seizing the phone hastily away from him, "Malevolent being" he whine "whatever" I walked pass him taking the phone to my ear.

"Assalamu'alaikum Dada, you shall live long enough to witness you great grand children" If anyone knows how to make his way through with his dad then that person shall be me, I knew a lot of ways to maneuvered my way out of every situation with my Dad, am his favourite and only son after all. "errmm, where.......... is Hameed" dada chuckled vigorously "Hameed is right here Habibi" I smiled soundly finding a place to sit, "you're troubling Anwar right" he asked with a hint of mischief in his voice "dadaaaaa" I whined "do we have to talk about that" I grumbled "yeah kind of" he murmured "Dada, are you making fun of me" I pouted "definitely not" I could picture his smiley face "then let not talk about that" I smugly smiled, it's embarrassing "okay fine, so..... I talked with Rayyan bhai, did you two talk" I nodded slightly, as if he could see me "yeah he called me" I answered "when is your last paper" "tomorrow in Sha Allah" "okay then, am thinking maybe I would attend your graduation" "Awn thank you Dad" my lips stretched into a smile, are you coming along with Hanan? I wanted to asked him, but I couldn't, how could I? when that stupid fella has embarrassed me, I wouldn't want to be a laughing stock because dada knows how to tease people "I might come two days before the ceremony" I heard him say from the other end" I let out I genuine smile "can't wait" and with that we talked a little before we bade each other good-byes and ended the call.

                   Hanan's POV

It was a fine Tuesday afternoon, the sun was Radiantly bright, high up in the sky, making it looked cheerful and amazing.

The day wasn't that sweltering, so I was in my usual attire, a baggy shirt  and then the shortest pair of shorts I could find within my closet, my hair was in a ponytail with a small amount of hair stylishly coming to the front, dangling in front of my forehead.

laying in a prone position, with my elbows resting on the pillow that was before me, I had my phone up in my palm, turned sideways, watching a movie from it, titled 'time to fall in love' a C drama, I was so engrossed in the movie that when my phone rang I got terrified, it was Dada, my father in-law, so I sprawled into a sitting position and directly picked the call.

saying my salam calmly, I greeted him afterwards and then asked about his wellbeing, I respect him so so much, sometimes when I'm talking to him, it feels like am talking to my dad, may his soul continue to rest in perfect peace. what Dada said afterwards made my eyes dilated in awe mouth agape. India? did he just say India or am I just hearing things, this can't be.

"don't call your husband Hanan it's a surprise okay" he stated the last part and then ended the call without waiting for my reply, and that's it.

I hope you enjoy reading the chapter, if it makes your day do vote and comment ,don't mind the typos and grammar errors, I shall edit it soon in Sha Allah  thank you

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