It was Sunday evening and both the siblings were playing football in their backyard. Maliha doesn't like football though she loves to play with her brother, who always encourages her and supports her in every way.
It's their Sunday routine to play football and their mom with other family members would cheer up them having some snacks.
"Bhaiii! Not fair! You again lost the match just to make me win", whined Maliha, pouting cutely.
"Oh, Hello! Come out of your bubble.Because I don't let anyone win against me", joked Numair pulling her pony tail just to annoy her. Numair doesn't let her know that how much he loves her and he cannot see her lose anything due to him though it's just a football match among their cousins.
He loves her so much that it hurts to see tears in her baby sisters eyes. But you know brothers have that nerve too, where they have to tease their sister's endlessly and Numair is pro in that.
"Bhai, you better don't lie to me and don't touch my hair", said Maliha.
"And Bhai. I know that you love me so much that you don't let me lose against you or anyone".
"Mali, stop dreaming at evening please".
"Bhai, Sach bolain aap (say the truth Bhai)", said Maliha rotating the football in her hands.
"Mali, you should marry a football lover because you hate it right", smirked Numair.
"Yeah. Not even in my dreams", breathed Maliha huffing. She doesn't like football but for her stubborn brother and family, she plays with them.
"I should tell Dad to search you an football crazy lover".
"Bhai! You better stop talking about my marriage because I am still a baby who is protected by her devil brothers from this cruel world", said Maliha hugging Numair.
Numair hugged her back kissing her crown of the head but you know he doesn't wants to show any emotions to anyone so he started teasing her again.
"Devil? You said a devil to handsome, dashing, smart, charming brother of yours? Ya Rab! What are you doing still by keeping this creature in my house who doesn't know the value of a charming brother?", Acted Numair palming his heart, looking up as if talking to Allah.
"Bhai! Kuch zyada hi horaha hai ab (Bhai, its getting too much now)", said Maliha rolling her eyes. Numair chuckled, pulling her hair again and ran away. Maliha started chasing him and they ran towards their entrance gate, just to see some children looking at both of them. They were of 10 to 12 years old children.
Numair looked at her sister who was already looking at him. They Both shrugged each other saying that they don't know them.
"Hi! Umm... Children what do you want?", Asked Numair holding the ball on his waist while Maliha was busy admiring a cute boy who was pouting cutely looking at the ball.
"Bhaiya, can I play with that ball?", asked the same boy who was pouting cutely at the ball in Numair's hand.
"Yes bhaiya. We want to play but you know we don't have ball and Ammi doesn't let us play saying that we don't have a big house", said another boy widening his hands at the last part.
Numair and Maliha both looked at each other and prayed to Allah for blessings them with so much provisions.
"Ohh boy! Come on. We can play. Your this Bhai will play with you every Saturday and Sunday evening ok?", Said Numair taking that cute little boy in his arms, kissing his forehead.
"Haan, and each one will get a ball and T - shirt ok?", Said Maliha ruffling those children's hair. All the boys shouted with joy and hugged Maliha.
Both Numair and Maliha smiled at each other and took those children's to their Mom to get some snacks for them. Mr. Aydin smiled looking at them proudly from his balcony. He wanted to kiss his sons hands but before that he wanted his son to achieve something in his life. So he stopped himself from showing his undying love for him though he cannot see a tear in his eyes.
"Maliha, we should go for shopping now", said Numair once he spotted his sister eating ice cream sitting on kitchen counter.
"Whatttttttttttttttt? Are my ears ringing? My brother is taking me for shopping? Are you even my brother?", Said Maliha dramatically on which Numair rolled his eyes.
"Ohh stop your drama chipkali! I am not taking you for your shopping. Remember we have to buy ball and clothes for those children?", Said Numair teasing her by calling lizard.
"Ohh I see!. Ok gorilla but don't you dare call me chipkali". Said Maliha glaring at him.
"Chipkali... Moti chipkali". Said Numair snatching the ice cream bucket from her.
"Ammiii.... Bhai is calling me chipkali".
"Oh Mali, please don't tell Mom. I am scared. Please Mali. See I am going to have nature's call due to fear", acted Numair and took a spoonful of ice cream to his mouth.
"Abbuuuuu.....", Shouted Maliha on top of her lungs. Numair immediately palmed her mouth shut and ran away pulling her hair again shouting to get ready for shopping.
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