I Fell In Love With A Stranger

8. Zishan Slapped Me!

We stepped into the airport of L.A after an exhausting thirteen hour flight sitting next to a whimp. Lord save me!.

We were taking steps slowly while our eyes were roaming all over the crowd trying to catch a familiar face.

I caught a glimps of Khanza and I glanced over her right were I saw an old looking lady, definitely my mother.

I tugged Zishans hand tightly over mine, with a smile on my face I dragged him to my family.

Acting starts from now!

As I went closer, the first thing I did was hug my mom leaving zishan on his own.

'asalamu alaikum mom' I hugged her so tightly letting few tears roll down my cheeks.

'wa alaikum asalam kyda I've missed you so much honey, how are you fine?' she broke our hug giving me a squeez on my shoulders glancing at zishan.

'Alhamdullilah I am fine, in fact i'm very' I lied hugging her again. I'll never get enough of hugging her.

'how are you mom?' I giggled wiping my tears.

'oh no don't cry honey, I'm doing good Alhamdullilah' she cupped my face kissing my cheeks tightly.

'don't I get a hug?' Khanza squealed.

'oh course' I pulled her into a hug.

I heard Zishan muttering something incoherent to Khanza's husband.

'asalamu alaikum zishan' my mom squealed kissing his cheeks and he returned her one! Damn they're bond makes me feel jealous not even Aziz 'Khanza's husband' is that close to my mom than Zishan.

They were discussing something about England. And I caught Zulfa sneaking from her mothers veil, clutching onto it tightly.

'hiii babbyyy'

'come to aunt, come to aunty' I cooed while I embraced Zulfa.

'how are you' I gave a peck on her cheeks, she didn't reply. She was so shy.

Aw cuties.

'lets get going' Khanza carried Zulfa.

We were walking into the parking lot, and got into Aziz's car.

I sat next to my mom, while Zishan sat with Aziz on the front seat.

'so how is emgland' mom held my hands.

'not bad, it's great' I muttered

'how are you mom?' I muffled through her hijab.

'i'm totally fine Kyda, now stop with that sad puppy face' she winked at me which enlightens my mood.

'ha-ha okay then' I giggled.

'so how's he' she glanced over Zishan who is non-stop talking to aziz who seems to be zoning out eer five seconds.

Such a nuisance.

'he's perfect I love him' I faked a shy smile.

'aw I'm happy for you both' she narrowed her eyes at me.

'me too' I smiled

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We reached home! Home when I say home I meant my home.

All my memories, sadness, tears and happiness are buried beneath this floor.

I walked into my house feeling safe, like it's my Procter.

'you go get some rest take your own room upstairs' my mom gave me a towel.

'and you Zishan honey stay with her in the same room, maybe you need some rest' she grinned handing Zishan some duffle bags.

'go get some rest you guys' khanza said chirping with enthusiasm.