Irreversible

⚜♚64. Togetherness ♚⚜

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Amira

"You are a fire hazard." Zaryab raised both eyebrows as he looked at the extension by my desk. My hair-dryer plug, my laptop charger, my phone charger and my airpods' charger were all plugged into one extension.

"The whole point of an extension is to have multiple charging points." I grinned cheekily at him. I stood up, tossing my hair over my shoulder. "Listen..."

"Hmm?" He buttoned up his shirt.

"Khalla has invited us all for dinner, including Ammi Jaan and Baba Jaan." I straightened his collar. "She said there was so much going on, and she wanted to wait for the right time to invite us." She smiled. "She said that as my maika, it's her duty to maintain good ties with my in-laws." I felt thrilled just saying those words. Anabia Khalla had been amazing so far, and I couldn't wait to get to know her better.

"This makes you really happy, doesn't it?" He gave me a small smile.

"Of course! All this time we knew Rohaan, and we didn't even realise that he was our cousin. Bhai would have been thrilled!" My heart sank as I thought about everything my brother had missed out on: my marriage, finding relatives from our Naniyal, and a chance to have his best friend as his cousin brother. "Khalla wants to speak to Ammi Jaan and personally invite her. I'll give her Ammi Jaan's phone number, if that's okay?" 

"Of course." His smile widened. 

I was truly looking forward to our families getting along.

"By the way, did you receive your NICOP yet?" Zaryab asked me about my national ID card for overseas Pakistani.

"Yes, finally! I had to find my grandparents' history to prove my Pakistani origins." I rolled my eyes. "But they are satisfied now that my roots are from Pakistan."

We were going to Pakistan for two weeks with my parents-in-law. I wasn't looking forward to going at this time of the year, but a part of me was also looking forward to experiencing my land of origin with my husband and in-laws. In Sha Allah

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Anabia

I found myself driving to Mama's old house. I parked outside it and stared up at it for a bit, a tear running down my cheek.

I really miss you today, Mama. 

I could almost picture myself and Saim pushing and shoving each other to get out of the front door first, always competing with each other. Mama would follow us, shaking her head and grumbling about her chaotic twins.

I know you would have wanted me to do exactly this: ask Fareeda Khalla to leave for the sake of my family's peace. But I feel guilty too. I wish you were here, Mama, and you could have resolved the problem for me, like always.

My phone started ringing, and I picked it up while still parked. On the screen, I was surprised to see Bunny's name. "Hello?"

"Assalam Alaikum, Bia Phupho!"

"Walaikum Assalam, Bunny." I smiled. "Aaj Phupho ki yaad kaise aagayi?"

*"How did you remember your Phupho today?"