Zahir's POV
I looked at the books hasna had kept on her table. I looked around and stepped into the living room. I am here to scare hasna when she comes. Well she forgot her key so I came to give it to her. She was not in the house so here I am.
The door knob kept moving as if the person does not know how to open it. Silly hasna I thought. It may be Amina too .
The door opened and in stepped a young boy around my age ,murmuring some complain about the door knob. He was still facing the door.
"Aaaah!!!"I screamed.
"Aaaaaaaaahhhh!"he turned around and screamed.
"Who are you? A robber?"
we both exclaimed to each other.
"No ,are you? "
I shook my head.
We both looked at each other and broke into fits of laughter.he looked at me and asked for water.
I handed him a glass and we sat on the couch.
He asked me who I was to hasna. I smirked mentally.
"Well I'm her husband.and you?"I made a straight face. Man, I love pranking especially with hasna.
He choked on his water and almost spat it out. He asked me if I was serious and I nodded. Then he called someone and started speaking.
"Hey bro....brad don't do it......she's already married.....yeah" he said eyeing me. "I'll come......don't do it.....he'll smash you......mmhm.....okay"
He ended the call and said he had to leave
"But who are you?"
"Just an old friend"he said and left. His name was George, he said.
About half an hour later hasna and Amina came home looking horrified. I did not scare them or they'll beat me to death.they talked for a moment and told me to leave . I did as I was said. I'll ask her about it later.
Sorry the chap is too short .the next one will be big enough, I promise
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