Dil Nihaad | دٍل نٍہاد

32 - DIL NIHAAD 🌸

Another week started because the Sunday of the first week was over.

It was the start of the second week.

The last week ended with a shopping spree and Amna's muffled cries. 

Today everyone was busy, except Amna. Who just sat in a corner of the living room, observing her mother, explaining everything to Maryam. 

Maryam was the designer and the wedding planner. -the one who had taken the responsibility of decorating and preparing the venue for the NIkkah. 

"As Salaam o Alaikum!" A loud cheerful voice boomed around the house making everyone's eyes widen and rushing to the main entrance.

"Lubna!" Humna and Halima exclaimed in surprise and rushed to her, enveloping her in a hug. 

"Haye, itna to mere Bhai mujh SE Nahin karte hon ge jitna AP dono Karti ho." She replied, hugging them back, after gesturing her son to grab her purse who obeyed.

[ Ah, my brothers don't treat me as you both do. ]

Humna and Halima pulled away with a soft chuckle.

"Aisa bilkul Nahin hai. Abhi Kal Raat ko hi, Suleman ne mujhe se tumhara zikr kia tha." Humna replied, patting her shoulder. 

[ It's not like that. Just last night, Suleman talked to me about you last night. ]

"Sachi? Bhai ko Meri yaad bhi ati hai? Mujhe to pata hi Nahin tha." She stated dramatically

[ Really? Brother misses me too? I didn't know that. ]

"Bhai ko yaad bhi ati hai, aur AP ko pata bhi hai." Suleman replied, descending the stairs in his beige shalwar kameez, looking as handsome as ever. Where did you think Abd-ar Rahman and Ali got their good looks from?

[ Brother misses too, and you know it too. ]

Everyone's gaze went up to the stairs before Suleman was in full view, in front of them. Smiling, before he narrowed his eyes and ruffled Lubna's hair like always. 

"Bhai..." Lubna whined, giving him a grumpy look. 

[ Brother... ]

"Kia Bhai? Kitna miss kia hai, wo dikha Raha hun." Suleman replied with a smug smirk as Lubna pinched him on his arm.

[ What Brother? I'm showing how much I missed you. ]

"Uff... Tumhari chundiyan Katne wali aadat abhi tak Nahin Gai? PATA Nahin bhichara Azeem kaise rehta ho ga." He hissed, rubbing his arm where she pinched.

[ Huff... Your habit of pinching didn't go away, till now? I don't know how poor Azeem lives with you. ]

Lubna glared at him before Amna came into view with Saaiha Begum who had halted Amna when she was about to go out of the living room. Amna helped Sabiha out, to see who was at the door. But, they have sensed that it was Lubna.

"Phupho!" Amna exclaimed with an excited smile on her face as she hugged her. 

[ Aunt! ( Father's sister ) ]

"Meri jaan, Amna." Lubna hugged her tight and kissed her forehead.

[ My love, Amna. ]

They pulled away and Amna smiled widely before Lubna's gaze fell on her teary-eyed mother behind Amna. Lubna's gaze softened further, threatening to let tears fill them. She gulped before making her way towards her mother.