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Hanan's POVAs a watched him strolls towards me, my heart beat skyrocketed, I felt as if the air was being squeezed outta my lungs by force. how long have he been there? are we the only ones here? is anyone watching us right now? The thoughts wandered through my mind freely, I hoped I'm not physically showing any sign of what I'm feeling, cause this could be a first.
Fortunately for me, I couldn't love the vivacious persona of Anwar any less, that cute fella came to my rescue as he traipsed into the living room from no where calling onto Hameed. it clear he didn't notice my presence, my name would have been flying around by now. I couldn't grasp the concept of what he was trying to deliver, because the sentence was molded with Felicity and vigorous_ness. Anyways that should be the least of my concern.
Aisha Umar_ those that in any way concern you.......... Are you waiting for someone to tell you what to do, I used the opportunity to do what must be done, that's maneuvering my way up the stair case and to where I should be with the help of a maid of course.
Long story short, the process of me getting ready all went by in a blur, as I got ready in a simple plain gown then rolled a Vail over my face. Taking a hold of my phone, I went downstairs to where I assumed to be the only one not present. true to my words, I met them all sitting at the stylish long dining Table, that seated about 13 people with classy cushioned coffee colored chairs, Hameed was the only one missing thou, were as maids were busy going to and fro placing different kind of dishes.
At the far end of the dining table, where every mastermind should be, sat a beautiful old woman whom I presumed to be Rayyan uncle's Mom. She was dressed in a sky blue sarii with her duffata drafted over her head, silver pair of eye glasses were worn at the very edge of her nose, given an elderly an charismatic look to her. by her right and left sat dada and Rayyan uncle respectively, Aunty Haseena was next to her husband, Sameer sat next to dada opposite to his Mom and then this two unfamiliar faces that I couldn't remember seeing, the younger one seems to be about my age and the other seems to be older, it too obvious they are the female kids.
There were two empty seats alongside each other, which were opposite the unfamiliar ladies I was talking about earlier, to announce my presence I said a salam then went for one among the empty seats and sat down.
I greeted the elders as dada went on to introduce me to the elderly woman at the top chair "Ma Sha Allah..... ma Sha Allah" she praised "where is that coconut head, his wife is so pretty Ma Sha Allah" is she referring to Hameed as coconut head, wow that's funny, "welcome beti, please feel at home or should I call you my co-wife" entirely the table burst into fit of laughter and I couldn't help but chuckled "do you think you stood a chance granny, this co-wife of yours is way more beautiful than you no wonder Hameed Bhai never fell to praise her" the young lady I considered to be the same age as me voiced out in between giggles "is that so" dada asked mouth agape "that for sure, he rubbed that on my face" granny added given an elderly chuckle with a shook of her head.
I felt as if digging my own grave and burying myself right there and then, all eyes were on me as they kept talking about the little fight Hameed and granny had because of me. I'm more than glad ya Adil has no means of teasing me here, but who am I kidding, Anwar took his place and do I have to tell you how good he is at getting on people's nerve way good more than ya Adil even, he should accept an award of being a jock star.
Hameed's POV
Clad in a comfortable Navy blue tee and a matching pants I stood before the dressing mirror earnestly trying to brush my now non Nigerian_like grown hair, it been a while since I last got my hair trimmed, even my beard have grown taller, given me a totally different look, albeit I still looked like the Hameed I am or so I thought.Anyways__ it never crossed my mind that I need a haircut untill Hanan came into the picture, no offense but I mean who know's she had be here, it never occurred to me that dada might consider letting her tag along. but that being said I don't think even the English dictionary had the words for me to describe how gladden I am after getting a glimpsed of her, it a glimpse exactly, or that's what I take it to be after what Anwar did of course, could you imagine that guy ruin our silent reunion just to tell me that the day of our graduation had been set, ya Rab I felt like slapping him hard across the face, not until I turned around to find Hanan no where in sight that I ceased to understand why I let him live.
I quietly trudged out of the room once I was done and to the direction of the dining area. upon reaching there, as always, I was the only one missing as everyone was seated including today's guest, I had always been the last one to join any meal, and so to the house residents this is normal.
The only available seat at the table was next to my pumpkin, I couldn't be more pleased, with what seems to be a smile or so I thought, cause I'm quit sure it's not a so real but teasing smile I settled down. something about them seems to be up, I hate being the center of attention and all there gazes were directed towards me, as if to tell me in bold Capital letters they were talking about me prior to my presence.
"What" I furrowed, eyes darting from one person to another in search for an answer, literally they all kept mum not a single attempt to answer me. stopping my earlier attempt of trying to serve myself I leaned back on my seat with hand akimbo as I watched them with hawk like eyes
"Arey pati ji, parwah nahi, Khana khao hmmmm" granny's voice came in an attempt to avert my attention off the case "Hameed Bhaiii, care sharing your secrets you're looking inevitably different today" Aleeya's futile attempt followed after, what are these people thinking "let eat please, don't mind them Mera baccha" I released a breath I didn't know I was holding. I shouldn't mind really........... note the sarcasm
Amid our meal, I couldn't help but mind what shouldn't be minded, despite being told by Rayyan uncle not to mind. hence my leg that was underneath the table away from anyone's gaze went on a mission in search of Hanan's lower limbs, she might at least tell me what they were hiding
did I even share my though with you about thinking this little munchkin here is avoiding me, I mean, despite sitting next to her, she didn't spare me a glance let alone talk to me, my leg got to her and I used my toes to pinch her she winced a little turning to look at me, weird looks got thrown her way and she faked a smile to waved it up making me chuckle which didn't went unnoticed.
The rest of the meal went by with me pestering Hanan continuously untill we were done, and she was the first to evacuate the dining and so did we one after the other.
Am on for it today, a long A/N I mean, let just say I have some thing to share with you guys.
So it's about this amazing story that is currently ongoing on Wattpad by this amazing author that never fell to motivate me Jannah_mia it titled paper heart is anyone following it, if you are please I need some one to gist with.
I mean how could everything turn upsidedown in a blink of an eye, like seriously, one minute I was about to melt reading the chapter that got the two leads mingling and then out of the blue saadatu got married to Muhammad instead of Adnan whom was the leading male character and to add to it Faiza got divorced on the same day after two month of marriage wayyo
To be sincere I came and started typing Hameed and Hanan here to clear my mind up that dilemma of sort....... like it's annoying I have no one to talk to ___all my sister have nothing to do with Wattpad shaaaa do any one of you know the feeling, that exactly what I'm feeling right now
Anyways let me borrow that one idea of hers that I like if you people commented, like if a get amazing and reasonable amount of comments am telling you I will update soon, I have a draft here with me, but if not se mun hadu kawai kamar yadda aka saba note the evil laugh hahahaha
One thing I forget to say, hope you people are not confused with the new characters, please do tell me if you are.
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