Numair Aydin.
Roufa Talheen.
"Numairrrr, What the hell is wrong with you?", said she, wiping her face which was dripping wet.
"Ohh baby!!! cool down!!! I cannot help because you were sleeping like log", said Numair smirking at her.
"This is not go...
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"Shopping Mall"
"Bhai! This T-shirt is nice for that little one Yazaan".
"No Mahi, this blue T-shirt is good one for the champ".
"Nooo... This one".
"Nahiii!!! That one.........."
And both the siblings started fighting for their opinions upon the T-shirt for that little boy Yazaan.
"Is this a fish market?" Thought the shopkeeper looking at both the siblings. All the customers were looking at both of them and were pitying the shopkeeper.
"Ma'am. That blue one will be perfect for the boy", said shopkeeper trying to clear their confusion which was more than a fight.
"Are you trying to say that my choice is not good?", Asked Maliha narrowing her eyes at the shopkeeper who was not more than 18 years.
"No ma'am but boys love Blue color always".
"See Maliha. He is in my company. So you better buy this one".
"No Bhai never. And you, boys love Blue. Not little boys. So you better pack this pink T-shirt now".
The boy got scared and nodded his head at Maliha.
"Hey! Wait Man. Pack this blue T-shirt only", Numair retorted again stubbornly. Maliha glared at him and took his blue T-shirt from his hand, throwing that away to the other countertop.
"Hey! You cannot do that", said Numair throwing the Pink T-shirt too to the other countertop.
Now both were glaring at each other and the shopkeeper was getting nervous.
"Bhai. You better buy that Pink. Otherwise it will not be good for you", blackmailed Maliha.
"Duh! I will not. Do whatever you want", said Numair picking that blue T-shirt from the countertop.
"Bhaii. I am warning you again. You better listen to me".
The shopkeeper boy was just standing silently and was praying for his job. They both can buy the two shirts at the same time as they are not any poor people who cannot even have a single lollipop for them. But they both just wanted to do some drama everywhere they go.
"Chipkali. Mai nahi darta tumse", said Numair again smirking evilly at her.
"Ohh Goddd!", Whispered Maliha palming her mouth looking behind Numair. Numair rolled his eyes at her drama though he turned a little but Maliha immediately got hold of his neck, without leaving him to turn back.
