The story of my Lyf

Happy? Sad? Tensed?

Specially Dedicated to
sabrinali369

I just luv u my As-frican twin
😉

I wrote this chap in a hurry cuz I can't resist this sweet girl.. ☺
So not edited 😛

Also for
And @Farheen7 😉

Assalamalaikum..
My Limping chimpS.

Sooo...

Last chapter was a joke..
Aha..

J.O.K.E.

Buwahahahhhhhhhh.
Haahahahhh..
😂😂😂😂😂

Sorry.. nothing like that happened..
no afzal proposing amna..
no amna accepting it.
Phew..

What?? Don't look me like that!
Told ya I'm sick..
There are explosions happening in my brain 😆

Another chap..

buuutt.
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In Mr.Darcy's pov...

😀😁😊😁😀

I mean ibrahim's..

Enjoy!

Ibrahim's pov

At last after the whole 9 hour flight, we're in Canada..
Phew.. I want to stretch every bone like a rubber..

I don't have any idea why are we visiting Qudrat's.. nor I want to know... its barely 6 months we were last here..

It's almost 8 when we reached the house.. The delicious smell of biryani hit my nose.. I swear when I was here last time, I don't know how but still I held back the urge to kiss aunty sara's hands.. she's the best cook.. better than my mom..

"Ouch" I rubbed my head.
"You think she's better than me?"
"Aww.. someone's jealous"
I pinched her cheeks to which she slapped my hands playfully..
We both laughed and I went to unload our backpacks from the cab.. Hussain came to help me

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I must say the food was amazing.. I ate till my stomach was ready to burst.
It was sooo delicious even better than the restaurant that mina or amina what was her name?

Young lady.. haa..

Well I looked around she wasn't anywhere , I heard uncle say that today was her graduation day so they'll be late..