A smile is a curve that can make many things straight.
Zeba's pov :
I closed the door and my face managed to make a wide smile, why wouldn't I be it was Nouman ali khan coming to Dubai!!!!
I loved his speeches and he basically had a speech for every difficulty in life.It was on a Friday, I think, Ammi was giving me life advice as usual when we were both cutting our nails sitting side by side. I don't remember for what reason but I was sitting with a grumpy face that time.
Ammi finished her toes and drew out her laptop, switched on the wifi and made me listen to the speech called 'Muslim teenagers!' Never had I laughed so much in an Islamic speech. Even ammi laughed with me. From that day onwards every Jummah we heard at least one speech of nouman ali khan while doing the chores of the house.
An undersized tear crept out of my eyelids as I recalled those irreplaceable moments with my mother.Before an army of tears could reach my cheeks I heard the doorbell ring.
I was welcomed with a huge salaam in unison from Abba , Talib bro and Tahseen along with a squeeky cute one from jaffu!
"Waalaikumsalam!"
"Baby did you make this?? Subhanallah smells amazing!", that was Abba, he was beaming at the butter chicken as if he could taste it just by looking at it.
Moreover he was smiling after soo long, Alhumdulillah."Baby zebra di! Heehee!" Jaffer chuckled. It was abba's habbit to call me baby whenever he was really happy.
Abba was really handsome when he was cheerful and laughing and I knew that there was a special reason behind it today.
I smiled at him in reply.
Talib bro had gone to freshen up while I Tahseen and little jaffar put up the food. We all sat down ate together on a mat with the food arranged in the middle.
After we were finished and everyone was about to get up I informed," A guy from the Masjid came today, he said Nouman ali khan's coming to give a speech today in the hall near the masjid", almost shouting while telling the last line.
"Yeah! Sarah aunty had told me", Tahseen said.
Talib bro showed me a flier.
While Baba asked, "who had come?"
Without thinking I blurted out, T'was Zubair!Tahseen smiled with one eyebrow slightly raised, "who is zubair?"
The people who shifted here last year. "He is tall, has curly hair, sometimes way too stylish, doesn't wear glasses. He was my classmate in 7th grade."
Wait Chacha is he the guy from the masjid who is really hilarious??, Bro asked with a smile.
Hmm.. yes, In shaa allah we'll go there tomorrow. All of you get ready by 3:30.
Yes, abba.
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"Aaaaah! Nooo! Jaffarr don't you dare point it towards me!!" I had underestimated that cute face of his.
The tiny monster just came running behind me with a water gun. It was Tahseen's fault she had told Jaffar that I was very dull today and smiled less nowadays. The only reason he could think of was that I didn't have anyone to play with!!
I ran and hid under the table. He came around with the water gun took a good look at the room as if inspecting for aliens. And before he could turn and look under the table. I grabbed his waste and started tickling him.
"Stop! Stop! Time ooouuuutt! Teeeheeeeeee! DIDIII!!", he squealed. He was the cutest thing yet very naughty.
He started huffing a bit when I finally stopped tickling him.
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