Flashback (huzaifa)
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I woke up a bit late.
It was 11am almost.With my broken hand n foot I freshen up myself and walk towards the dinning room.
"Where is the breakfast?? & what are you working at??" I asked my little sister who was busy doing her work.
Before she could respond mom interupted her
" suezan dear !!, go to your room and study there!!" Mom appeared from kitchen's window & ordered her.
"Mommy .. noo noo I wana have breakfast with apiyaaaa. .!!" Suezi argue but mom scold her with irony eyes and she went to her room with a poker face.
"May I asked you now what I had done?she was asking for having breakfast with me but you?" I asked mom.
"Your breakfast is ready.. eat it and go where you belong.." she ignored my question, left the house. But then she appeared again.
"Listen.. stay away from her.. I dont want my daughter to be like you guys..!!" With this she banged the door and left.
Like you guys..!! Wht are we..?? Are we culprit or we are spoil brats.
Or we are pirates...
Or might we are kidnappers..What are we?? ..
Why we should Stay away...??Huh...
"Huhh!! This is life.. where nobody knows waht is hidden behind a cute doll face!!" I explained to myselfShe wasnt like this when dad married her but when suezii was born she revealed herself as a witch.
Actually I dont like her much not because She was our step mother. But her cruel nature was untolerable.
My mother died when I opened my eyes in this world.
I hadnot seen her live.
But dad n bhayya said that I resemble my mother.So There was no one to babysit me but my beloved brothers.
But after 1 year bhayya and affo was quite busy in their studies, so dad decided to marry his Secretary.
Miss Rozain William.A Christian , slim and pretty lady with rude personality. She loves dad but not us.
In the starting of their marriage she was sweet and caring but suddenly something happened and her sweetness was gone.
she even tried her best to send us to orphanage but she failed.And now she had accepted us but the bond between us is non other than a show off.
Nowadays she is busy earning money.--------------------------------------------
At afternoon, I went to suezi's room.
I slightly opened the room and peak.I saw a pretty innocent doll face covered from the blanket as a hijab.
Her eyes were closed.
She was sleeping.I tip toed and move forward.
Suddenly , the toe of her cupboard hit me and I screamed.
"Ouch"But immediately I put my hand over my mouth assuring she is still in her dreams.
I leaned forward and silently placed a kiss on her pink cheek.
Mom wants us to stay away from her but this can't be happened as she belongs to us.
Although she had stolen mom's intense beauty. But her heart is as pure as water.------------------------------------------
Its 9 pm.
Night.
I was alone in the house.
Suezi was asleep so as
Mom and dad.
Bhayya was studying and affo was working on his laptop.
I was bit upset of mom's behavior but that dream vanished my thoughts."Uffff no no no!!" I screamed to myself
As I remembered the dream I saw last night."Pathetic one.. I guess my brain should be flushed as it had a lots of crap in it .. .. not HUZAIFA !!" I grinn to myself.
Pathetic dream
Me n him alone
One empty house
Pills
Sleep"Husshhhhhhh...shhhh..
Astagfirullah (oh Lord forgive me)!" I knocked my weird thoughts and recite this dua.I dont know why he is so into my thoughts that he came in my dreams.
I look up to make dua.After making dua (prayed) I got lost in beauty of night.
The beautifully dark sky was full of twinkling silver stars.
It was winter and cold breeze was all around. I could hear the chirping of crickets.In Our neighborhood, old man was listening to old random songs in medium volume. The scenario was perfect.
Peace can be felt in the air.
Birds are asleep as they are tired from a ng working day.
I can feel the freshness in the wind.The cold breezes held my hand above and now I was dancing on the terrace along those old songs.
My broken hand and foot were also cooperating with me.
I held my hand above and pull the pen from my hairbun and my brown hair fell from my shoulder to my back.I loved to pack my hair in my pen.
Now I was encircling and dancing with the pen in my hand.
Yeah!! I love to dance when I m alone as It has two benefits.
Sudden and frequent calorie burning and enjoyment.Suddenly
**beeep beeep beeep** car horn gathered my attention and I started peeking out from my terrace.
Far away a driver had forgotten to remove his hand from the horn.
I roll my eyes towards left and a white pussy cat was running here and there.
First I thought.. dog must be chasing her but it was a boy who was.
Firstly I cursed the boy who was chasing poor cat. But then I realized this boy was wandering in the street.
He walked towards left and from street's edge he took a one eighty degree turn and followed his path.
It seems suspicious to me so i fixed my eyes on him.
Again he does the same thing.
But this time it was my mistake.
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----------------------------------------My notes
Author: so here comes a boring chapter.
Azka: with your extra ordinary grammar**sarcasm*
Author:*sigh**
Azka:who is this walking girl?? I wonder.
Huzaifa: boy? Not girl? Hun *frowned* I wished your beautiful eyes worked properly
AZKA: They work properly Huzaifa
HUZAIFA: really ..!! Then who is that boy??
Azka: girl not boy??
**grinning*Author: shshhh.. stop it guys...
my readers will do the favour of guessing this boy or girl ?? *grinning*
Huzaifa: *bitting teeth*---------------------------------------
Thanks for your lovely support.
Staytuned for more..
This chapter seems to be creepy but it isnt.
I guess it a quite boring chapter.
What do u guys think of??
P.s ignore my grammar
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