Then came you

Chapter 13

"Babes if you are coming back, please  stop at Falafilo, we don't want to cook."  "Okay send the list of what you guys want," Nasreen told them to write what they wanted.
They wrote a full list of foods, junk and whatnot.
When Nasreen sent the list for Irfan. He had to call her and ask how many they were.
"We are six Irfan."
"Six! Nas put me on speaker."  "You already are Irfan." 
"You know  if I buy all these things and you people don't finish it, kun san, sai kun biya ni Wallahi, you know must pay me I swear." They burst out with laughter.  "Of course, we would ya Irfan."

They shared gossips and talked about everything.
They had come to visit them, and collect all the gifts    Nasreen brought back from her trip.

They were watching her and Irfan's pictures and videos. That was cute and romantic.
"Shut up Ya Nasreen!! You snapped with Gigi freaking Hadid." Amal said in awe.
"Yes, I did."   Nasreen said doing a fake hair flip.

***
Irfan came home with arm loaded paper bags,  foils, takeaways, a large size of chairman sized pizza.
They helped him get the rest from the car.

"Welcome," Nasreen said giving him a lazy smile. He pressed a soft kiss on her forehead. "Thank you, Nas." And he exchanged pleasantries with his sisters, and his two cousin sisters Yasmin and Najmin.

They ate and happily. One would think it was a feast as
Najmin made a video.

"Ni, bari na zo na je wurin mutumin nan, let me go to this man's place."

"Ya Nasreen you can't go, if you go now you won't come back."  "You people know how your brother is let me just go and see him please..."

"Oh my God, Ya Nasreen go and meet him, you don't need to beg, don't you miss him?"
"Can I say that I missed him?"
"We know you do," Hanan said wiggling her eyebrows at her. She blushed hard, as they kept teasing her. "Go and meet him before he would come and say we are the ones that stopped you," Yasmin said.

***
"Hey babes," Nasreen said kissing his lips quickly. "How was your day?" Irfan asked.
"It was fine."
"And yours?" They talked for a while before Nasreen decided to go meet the girls.  Nasreen took his shawarma and ran away.

"Look who we have here, ya Nasreen is back," Janan said to the rest.

"You guys thought  solo zan muku?"

She sat down on the couch, laid her head on Amal's lap that was busy with her phone. 

"Okay, I don't understand how my presence is needed when y'all are pressing your  bloody phones."

"You know your presence is enough,"   Hanan said.

"I swear, there is never a dull moment with you," Najmin added.

"Awww, thanks,  but I am feeling sleepy now."

"How can you be feeling sleepy it's just 8 pm hello!!."

"I know right, I am just tired."
"I'll tell you what ya Nasreen, let's dance, you won't feel sleepy, come and do the I ain't never been with a baddie challenge for us, Afrah said you could dance it."

"Ahhh but I am tired, but the dance would do, instead of you people to come let me teach you some chemistry or maths you want to learn how to dance."
"Ya Nasreen don't be a spoilsport."

"It was Irfan that  thought me how to do this dance."

"OUR YA IRFAN!!" All of them chorused in shock. Nasreen was surprised by their reaction.. she looked at them quizzically and nodded "Yes, our ya Irfan!!."

"Okay, then you could teach us."

"No qualms, just play the song," Nasreen said.

And Nasreen danced to the song. They were all awed.
"How do you do it so well ya Nasreen?"
Janan and Yasmin stood up trying to learn the dance step.
She showed them and in no time they were all dancing to it. Laughing and having fun...