"Assalamualaikum" I greeted everyone with a big smile on my face. Almost everyone had come by now. By seeing everyone, I could say that, they all were enjoying alot.
"Seher, dear, Come here please" Mom shouted.
"Yes Mom?" I said standing beside her.
"Meet Aunt Ghazala and her daughters. Maha, Manal and Maryam." She said introducing them.
"Oh My God" I gasped.
"Yup, we are triplets" they all laughed.
"Nice to meet you" I smiled.
"Same here, Seher." I guess she was Maha. They were very much identical to each other. It was hard for me to distinguish between them, who is who.
"So what you all do?" I asked giving them a polite smile.
"We're in the final year of our M.B.A." I guess she was Maryam.
"Masha Allah" I replied. Just like that we kept on talking about many other things.
"Seeehhheeerrrr" I turned back to see a smiling Atiqa walking towards me with full speed, within minutes I was crushed.
"I missed you sooooo much" Atiqa mumbled not leaving me.
"I missed you too dear, but at least let me breathe." Somehow I spoke.
"Fine" she made a weird face.
"Oh C'mon!! I am coming home after two days." I said smiling.
"Liar" she nodded her head.
"Nope!! I am coming" I said.
"Pinch me" she quickly extended her right hand but instead of pinching her hand, I pinched her cheeks, which made her pout.
"Assalamualaikum" Suddenly Fawad came by my side and greeted Atiqa, to which she replied politely much to my surprise. I must say that she was looking very pretty in her blue and beige dress with a matching hijab. She was totally a no makeup person but today she did have makeup on her face.
A perfect winged eyeliner with smokey eyes. A peach shade blush which was enhancing her beauty further by providing a natural glow from within just what did the highlighters do. Her lips filled in a perfect mixture of shade nude and maroon. Not to forget her matching golden stilettos.
Indeed, she was looking very beautiful.
"Masha Allah" I whispered loudly.
"Huh? You said something?" Fawad asked furrowing his eyebrows.
"Mm..no." I nodded my head. "Where's everyone else?" I asked Atiqa.
"They're talking with Aunty and Uncle. But where's Abaan?" She asked.
"He's just right there" I pointed towards the cot which was set in the middle of the hall room. She dragged me with her resulting my hand fell down from his grip which he was holding.
This was just a mere normal thing but why did I felt that as if the sand of love is slipping down from my hand.
After meeting and greeting many of the guests, I finally got the time to sit and chat with mami. Atiqa was busy with Abaan and Aapu was more than happy to get a helping hand. Fawad was busy with some known person's of other firms.
"How are you Mami?" I asked laying my head on her shoulders.
"I'm fine. How are you my child?" She asked stroking my head. Aah! This feels so good. "Mmm..I missed this." I mumbled enjoying her motherly touch.
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Ehsaas....a feeling
Spiritual#11 in What's hot list so far 20/07/2018. Thank you so much my beautiful readers. A simple middle class girl who lost both of her parents..and there's no one to stay beside her, to whom she can call her own is left alone in this crucial world. A boy...