Chapter 20 - Caught

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"I like it when good unexpected things happen."

Playlist:

Christina Perri - A Thousand Years

Aaliyan's P.O.V.

Meanwhile, while Musca had gone to open the door, I scanned her lounge. Everything was the same as it was when Aunt was alive. Musca had changed nothing on purpose, but something had changed – just one thing was changed.

"Allah Allah, Aaliyan!" I turned around, smiling at Auntie Sabira's panicked tone. "How many times I have told you to not clean things, it's my work to do."

"But you don't do it properly; there was a little dust on this shelf." I chuckled and continued brushing the dust off the bookshelf that was attached to the wall and filled with Auntie Sabira's books.

She groaned in response and sat down on the couch. "Aren't you an annoying child? No matter how many times I clean this house your microscopic eyes would find a little dust somewhere."

"Point," I smiled and continued dusting the shelf. "Per aisa tou nahi na Pu..."

"Aaliyan Bhai!" {Brother Aaliyan}

A chorus of excited shouts brought me out of my memories. The little kids with Santa hats had crowded the lounge, shouting in unison. A bright smile made its way to my face, even if my head was pounding continuously, and my nasal cavity was on fire because of the flu.

All at once, all the little adorable kids jumped on me, hugging me and the closer ones gave me sloppy kisses on the cheeks. Aw, wasn't it adorable.

Eventually, they all got off me, and a very irritated looking Musca came into my sight. She was chewing on the inside of her cheek, while her arms were crossed on her chest. Means... yes she is angry again...

"How dare you?" She passed me a message with her narrowed eyes.

"Um," I shrugged innocently, sniffling.

A  cutelittle girl in a pink frock climbed up the couch and sat in my lap. I recognized her as Mr. Mohsin's daughter Aira who lived in the next street.

"Aaliyan Bhai," she cupped my cheeks with her little hands. "I miss you, ap ney promise kiya tha ap chocolate lao gey."

{You promised you'd bring chocolates}

"Oh, did I?"

She nodded furiously; triggering my laughter I quickly checked my jacket pocket and found the chocolate that I had originally bought for Musca. I handed the chocolate to Aira. Musca would understand, but it was better I didn't tell her that the chocolate was for her.

"Aap ka chocolate, ab meri kiss?"

{Your chocolate, now where's my kiss?"}

She leaned up and kissed my cheek soundly.

"I'm so jealous of this little brat," Musca hissed, glaring daggers at the poor kid. She walked to me and flopped on the couch. "Who gave you the right to invite them to my house?"

I tilted my head to have a better view of her stunning face."Oh yeah, your house?" I grinned, only if she knew.

Aira stared at Musca with confusion written all over her face."Who is she Aaliyan Bhai?" Aira cupped my face again, forcefully making me look at her.

"You remember the story I told you about the ice princess?" She nodded in response. I could feel Musca's stare, expecting me to praise her. "She is the witch of that story."

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