Raaz e Hayat

4. Brothers

They reached the mansion and Azaina jaw was literally hanging, the house was so traditional unlike her modern house in New York, the royalty oozed from the walls itself. Each and every detail was so precised. She awed at the sight of the mansion. Azlan put his hand on her back and guided her inside the living room. There sat the rest of her brothers. Azaina was feeling shy so she fisted her hands on the fabric of Azlan suit trousers. He noticed her discomfort and gave a slight squeeze on the shoulder giving her reassurance that she will be okay while the rest of the brothers awed at the sight.

"Hi Azu I am Aahil your second eldest brother." Aahil came forward and crouched down to her level, he was wearing a blue shirt and black trousers, maybe he came from work Azaina guessed.

"Hello." She replied slowly.

"Can I hug you sweetheart." He asked looking at her hopefully and she looked at Azlan for approval who nodded so she went towards Aahil and wrapped her small arms around his neck, he was sitting but he was still taller than her. And Aahil pulled her closer to his chest. He smelled her and he smiled, she still had the same baby smell coming from her.

"Bhai bas krein Mujhe bhi milna hai." Zaviyan said loudly ruining the moment. They slowly moved apart.

"Hey Azu, I am Zaviyan, I am 15, we are going to have so much fun together, you can be my partner in crime and we can do lots of pranks too." He said trying to fist bump her which she did reluctantly.

"Really Zaviyan that's what you are going to teach her." Azlan said from behind.

"Bhaiya yar kya hai?" He whined.

"Zaviyan." Azlan gave a pointed look to him.

"Ji bhaiya." He said.

"We are going to have so much fun don't worry. He's old and boring doesn't mean we have to be like him." Zaviyan whispered to Azaina and winked at her.

"Okay Zavi." She replied smiling.

"Wow Zavi I like the nickname Azu." Zavi said excitedly.

Azaina looked at his last brother who haven't interacted with her. Did he not want her here. She stared at him and he glared right back fiercely and took a step forward. Azaina panicked and hide behind the closest person infront of her which happened to be Aahil.

"Yeh Dara rahe hai." Azaina said while fisting her hands on Aahil's shirt and pointing an accusing finger towards Ahaan.

"Ahaan behave." Azlan voice boomed from behind. While Aahil just chuckled and pulled Azaina infront of him but kept his arms over her shoulder in a protective manner.

"Don't be scared of big bad Ahaan." Aahil whispered to her. Ahaan was wearing a black T-shirt and black leather jacket and black jeans with chains dangling. He had a silver chain around his neck too. Azaina notice how all four of her brothers were tall and well built. Even the smallest Zaviyan was 5'11 and the rest were above 6 and she was 3 feet, really small for her age.

"Aapko aati hai Urdu?" Aahil asked suddenly.

"Ji aati hai." She sassed flipping her hair.

But suddenly she remembered that she couldn't be closed to them. They basically kidnapped her. They took her away from her daddy. Her emotions took a little too quick to flip which didn't go unnoticed by the brothers.

"Where am I going to stay?" She asked wanting to be alone.

"Come I will show you to your room." Zavi came from behind and put his arm on her shoulder and guided.

Azaina looked here and there, coming from the lounge room were a big piano set up in the lobby, who plays it she thought but kept it to herself. There were two grand staircases on either sides and they took a left one. She climbed the stairs following Zavi but was out of breath when she reached the top. She took two minutes to calm herself. Zavi waited patiently he understood the internal turmoil going inside her but didn't choose to comment on it. She wasn't aware of them so he would help her in getting adjust. He was planning to become a cool brother and he knew she needed some space. They walked and took the left turn.