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𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩 :-

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𝗔𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩 :-

"aira? Aira? Where are you?! " A girl shouted while wearing earings.

[Ezail Amir, madam doesn't likes to be late. But, also loves to waste time on watching love stories ]

"Just give 5 minutes Apu " Another girl shouted.

[ Amaira Amir, younger sister of our Ezail, loves food, desi clothes & Books. She is a delusional soul ]

"It's been 30 minutes, since you're saying just 5 minutes "Ezail said Frustratedly.

"Done " Amaira chirped and opened the bathroom door, revealing her heartwelming smile that melted Ezail's Heart.

"Awwwww... My pretty lady " Ezail admired her baby sister and kissed her cheeks.

"Kinni soni laagdi " She complimented her.

(Looking beautiful)

"Not more than you Apu " She chirped with happiness.

"Dhatt pagal " Ezail chuckled.

"Beta come fast, we are getting late for the reception party " Their father shouted from downstairs.

They were going to attend reception of Qais's friend .

(Qais is their father)

"Coming baba" Both said together and exchanged a grin.

They both went down stairs and their mom came towards them.

"Hayee meri bachiya , nazar na lage " She said and applied coal behind their ears while they giggled and hugged her.

[Raiza Qais Amir - Mother ]

"Let's go " Their father said.

[Qais Amir - Father ]

They all sat in their cars and left.

The car stopped in front of a Huge Mansion. They stepped out and Amaira grabbed her sister's hand .

"Bache don't be scared " Ezail said gently squeezing her hand to make her comfortable.

Amaira nodded .

They went inside, the mansion was decorated with lights and flowers.

The interior was fascinating and beautiful.

Amaira was talking with her cousin's while Ezail was as usual not interested in talking with anyone.

She went towards a silent corner and started using her phone, she was going through some appointments that her patients made with her .

Suddenly she felt someone's gaze on her, she looked here and there but couldn't find anyone there.

She engrossed herself in her phone once again.

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