30

371 33 23
                                    

"Wesay, what's wrong with your dad?" Khizr asked the question that had been irritating him for the past few months, after seeing how Farooq always is glaring at him.

"What do you mean?" Raheem frowned.

"Well, you know, he's always glaring at me. Does he think I'm spoiling his kid or what?" Khizr asked, dryly.

"Abu's face is like that, he always looks like he's angry." Raheem said, he didn't know what else to say except that. He always get this question asked by many, but he never really has an answer.

"Yeah, angry at everyone except the beloved Baby Raheem" Khizr held Raheem's chin playfully before his hand got pushed away by an irritated Raheem, giving Khizr a reason to laugh.

"Keep your hands to yourself man" Raheem said, giving him a repulsed look.

Soon enough, Amal called her Bhai to inform him of their departure. "Ouch, my ears.Raheem you better tell your sister to eat honey and let her throat rest. Why is screaming so loud!" Khizr whined,making Raheem roll his eyes at him.

"I'll see you tomorrow" Raheem said before greeting him and rushing out.

"What's going on between you two? Always giggling, huh?" Raheem asked his mother, just as they sat inside the car.

His mother acted confused, "What do you mean?".

"You and Fazal Aunty, what are you both planning now?" Raheem played along, raising his eyebrows at her playfully.

"You really don't know?" his mother gazed at him with the Same playful eyebrow raise, leaving Raheem confused.

Raheem frowned in curiosity, slightly confused, "No, I really do not."

"Well you don't need to know then until the right time." Aiza said with her signature smile, watching her son tie his seatbelt. .

"Watch me find it out before you tell me." Raheem challenged his mother.

Aiza chuckled at his words before patting his shoulders and telling him, "Drive off already."

"What's with that pout?" Raheem questioned Amal, who sat behind with a sulky look. Amal, upon realising she had been caught sulking, looked outside of the window, the pout long gone.

"Your friend stole my chocolate and gave it to his sister." Amal's confession made Raheem frown and look at his mother, who was also looking at Amal now by turning around.

"Amal, it's not like we don't have any chocolates for you at home. Khizr probably thought you stole Diana's chocolate, Bachey." Aiza tried to make her understand.

"Does my sister look like a thief to him?" Raheem questioned.

"Acha bas, tum gaari chalao aur isse raste mein se Jo isne lena hai le dena." Aiza instructed Raheem, who nodded obediently focusing on his driving. Aiza smiled seeing her daughter's eyes lit up with excitement, and a huge grin on her face.

"And Amal, Bachey, don't hold a grudge against Khizr, hm? He's like your older brother." Aiza tried to make her daughter understand, who cringed when her mother called that man to be her brother.

"Ew, mama. I don't need Ganda Khizr as my brother." Amal made a repulsive face, making Raheem chuckle and Aiza was left flabbergasted at her daughter's choice of words.

"Exactly! she doesn't need Ganda nerd Khizr as her brother when she has the best brother, right Amal?" Raheem said, making Amal nod while screaming a 'yes'.

VENGEANCE Where stories live. Discover now