Zayan finished his obligations and went out drink some water ,when he saw his mother praying in hall.
"Assalamualaikum ammi" he greeted as he moved towards her.
"Walaikumassalam " she replied.
" how come your offering prayer in hall . I mean you always like to offer it in your room right " Zayan asked.
"Yes beta but needed some fresh air and different environment today so thought of offering it here" his mom replied.
"Ok, are you alright mom you look disturbed?"
"I am alright son nothing to worry just was thinking about something ".
"And may i know what is it ?"
"Zayan!!!! this is ur childhood habit u never stop asking what the matter is until its known to you "
"Since you know me that well please tell me what is it ?" Zayan said with a chuckle.
" well i was thinking about Naira I nderstand that she would be wishing to go to India really badly as its her birth place but not to forget its a place which took away a lot from her as well I dont want her to know things about her past and go into depression again"
"What past mom?" Zayan asked as if he didn't know because something inside him was telling him that may be his mom knows about Nazneen's truth and was just pretending like she didn't.
"Like how she lost her dad there and stuff and moreover she is brought up here in Abu Dhabi ,I doubt if she would be able to adjust there " Fiza replied getting a lil alert .
" mom your speaking as if we are going there forever . Its just for somedays . Come on mom there is nothing to worry about it and moreover Hammad mama will also be there ,you know he'll take good care of us"
"Ya he will for sure but ......" Fiza was speaking but she stopped as she saw Naira coming towards them with tea .
"Assalamualaikum ammi , here this your tea and your coffee " she said as she gave tea to Fiza and coffee to Zayan.
"Walaikumassalam , thank you early morning tea made by you is peace Naira " Fiza said while sipping tea from the cup .
"Thank u ammi and by the way what would u like to have for breakfast " Naira asked.
"I am fine with anything Naira what would you like to have Zayan?" Fiza asked.
"Its been a long time since we had pasta can you please make that Naira?" Zayan asked .
"Ok sure " Naira said and went to kitchen . Zayan got a call , so he went to his room to speak and Fiza wrapped up her prayer mat and to her room to take a nap .
..............
" Did you speak to ammi" Naira asked as she took out Zayan's clothes from his closet .
"I did but mom didn't give a proper reply " Zayan said .
"And what is that supposed to mean?"
"That means I asked mom but she was still not sure about sending us to India and the topic got dropped after you came" Zayan said.
"Oh!!!! I don't know whats bad in visiting India. I wish ammi can understand "
"Oh my love she will don't worry just give her some time that's all " Zayan said keeping his hand on Naira s hand .
..."Zayan, come in with me I wanna have a word with you" Fiza said as she called Zayan and Naira heart beated fast wondering what could it be because Fiza had never called Zayan to talk personally. Though Fiza was mother in law to Naira she always treated her like a daughter and never had she hidden anything from her .
So this was kind of wierd .
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