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Ma apse baat nahi karo ga. Ismail choked on his tears.

Ibrahim ignored his rant and helped him to sit on couch and made his drink water. He took a tissue and started to wipe his sweat away.

Ishu... Ibrahim said while trying to ruffle his hair.

Ismail moved away. Wiping his red face.
He stood up.

Take a side! please... Ismail said roughly.

Ibrahim looked at him with a small smile.

Mughe room ma jana hai Bhai side ho! Ismail said while trying to control his tears.

Ibrahim signed and hugged him.

Chore mughe.Mane bola choree! Ismail tried to come out off hug and pushed Ibrahim's face with his both hands but Ibrahim is stronger than him.

Ibrahim smiled while trapping ishu in his arms. Ismail struggled to set free but failed.

He looked at Ibrahim with smirk and in next second Ibrahim screamed.

Ahhhh. Janwaar! Ibrahim said while rubbing his hand which was bited by Ismail.

Ismail smiled while sitting on sofa.

Ibrahim moved towards Ismail and took his in his embrace. Caressing his face and planting kisses on his forehead. Ismail melted his embrace.

Dard ho raha hai! Ismail whispered while shoving himself in Ibrahim's chest.

Acha hai!! and let this pain be a reminder for you, if you bunk next time think about consequences first. Ibrahim said while taking Ismail away from his embrace.

Ismail I'm serious this better be the first time I'm hearing about you bunking a lecture and I'm not going to be this lenient next time. Ibrahim scolded while sitting on table in front of Ismail.

Which lecture you bunked? Ibrahim questioned while glaring at Ismail who was looking down.

P..phys..ics.. Ismail answers.

After dinner I want you in my room with physics books! Ibrahim said.

Acha na bs be krre! Ismail whined.

Ibrahim smiled and took him in his embrace.

Ismail smiled and dozed off in his brother's protective embrace.

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Zihan! Mughe maat pareshan karo. Khalo! Eman pushed the morsel towards zihaan.

Zihan ma baat krte ho tumhare papa se pr khana to khalo,tumne shuba se kuch nahi khaya howa! Eman pleaded while trying to stuff morsel in zihan's mouth.

Ap do din! Do din! sa yahe bol rahe  hai. Mughe lagta hai ma apko beta nahi balke ek kathpulti ho. Ese zindagi guzarne se acha ma maar he gao!! Zihan spitted in anger.

Zihan in anger stood up, throw the food from table and walked away.

Zihan! Zihan!! Eman followed his son but he left. 

Eman sighed and sit on chair.

Zihan was smoking cigarette with his friends Rafey and Arsam.

Kal exam hai? Rafey said while scrolling through his phone.

Puch raha hai ya bata raha hai? Arsam questioned.

Pata nahi! Rafey said while putting his phone in his pocket.

Ya Allah! Mughe pata tha ke Tu dumb hai pr inta dumb hai tu! Ya nahi pata tha. Arsam said taking a puff of cigarette.

Ma kya karo! 15 min hoge hai. Tum log kuch bol he nahi rahe!! Rafey said in frustration while lighting his cigarette.

Oye zihan kuch bol kya howa?! Rafey questioned while passing lighter to him.

Kya he bole gaye!! pata to hai hum me Iska baap na pr kuch bol deya hoga. Arsam said while taking zihan into a side
hug.

Yar Mera baap mughe hostel bhegne wala hai! Zihan said while taking a puff of cigarette.

Arsam and rafey looked at each other and started laughing loudly.

Last time be usne ya he bola tha jab hum arrest howe the! Rafey laughed.

Zihan took out his admission forem and gave it to them. Rafey looked at Arsam to stunt to say something.

Chill kr! Hum dono to pata hai aunty ya nahi hone dage. Arsam said while shaking the paper.

Haan! Rafey said with wide smile.

The went on a long drive. Arsam who is 16 is driving, being son of a minister no one dared to stop him.

Rafey is son of a famous businessman who is involved with mafia and zihan is son of a famous politician Zain Shah.

Eman was searching his son madly he left house at 8 and now it's 12 he didn't return. She had no idea zihan was enjoying with his friends.
......

Miss huram! Zain Shah Lahore aage hai! Secretary Zainab informed huram.

Or Eman shah?! Huram questioned while sipping her tea.

Ma'am wo nahi aaye! Inke bete ka koi masla baan geya tha. Zainab said.

Thek hai! Assassinator ko bolna mughe kaam aag hatam chahie! Huram said and zainab nodded.

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