The Girl Next Door

¦¦Chapter 6¦¦

Zafar felt somethig tickle his toes and so he squinted his toes up .He felt his blanket being pulled down from his face and his eyes immideality squinted due to the harsh blinding ray of light entering his eyes .

He snezeed once-a habbit he had since childhood,he'd always snezee whenever a lot of bright light entered his eyes -and then he ran a hand through his thick black hair and felt a sticky substance in them .

He stood up at once 'cause one thing that he absouletly hated -someone messing up his hair.

At once he shouted ,"Sana ,i will kill you !!"

Sana was laughing at his expense and now ran down to save her life as soon as Zafar marched towards her.

Both of them ran -one chasing the other -and then Sana thought of the ultimate escape ,the ony person who could save her -her abbu .

She hid behind behind him and started a inchorent chant of ,"Abbu ,wo maar raha hai .", and,"Bachao muje ."

(Abbu, save me ; He's hitting me)

Zafar sighed seeing that now the daddy's little princesses would win but he wasnt less .

He ran back to his ammi to complain abpout his younger sister - well, younger by around four minutes .

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Long brown hair that reached till her waist, deep black eyes and a good height was the perfect definition of good looks for her father.

She inherited all of these from - Radha - her mother.
Whereas her other traits were like - Shyam - her father.

Radha, Shyam and Tarini - their perfect happy family.

But every once in a while her father would go to Mumbai for recording songs with Sachin-Jigar, not like the studio ones but only the drumming portions and at times a bit of the dance choreography for the songs.

She once again stared at herself in the mirror.
She was dressed in a knee high flannel print dress shirt which was pale green in colour with black stripes.
Her brown boots were a bit tight 'cause she had grown out of them.

Her naturally straight brown hair was left open and she had a pale green scrunchie on her left wrist.

She had applied a little make-up that included only her lip balm and her BB cream.

She had picked that habit up from her best friend - Alya.

The floor length mirror of the hotel bathroom reflected her as if she was some model.
She couldn't belive that for the first time she was properly dressed up like a girl her age.

Maybe he will finally notice me - she thought.

Shut up Tarini, he's not worth it - she scolded herself.

She shook her head and went outside to her mother.
Her mom had come to her room to tell her that they were supposed leave for the live concert.

Her father had, for the first time got the opportunity to perform in a live concert as the part of the band.

She had the VIP and backstage pass like every family of the crew member had.

"Mom, how do I look?", she asked her mother.

Her mother studied her from head to toe and concluded, "Not better than me but okay.",

With a fake gasp she added, " Mom!"

Both of them burst out laughing because they couldn't look better than each other and especially not today.

Why?
'Cuase they were twining.

People used to sometimes envy her because of the close relation she had with her mother.

Both of them then went to her mom and dad's room.

She went in and hugged her father before even saying anything and not even paying attention to the fact that he was on call with someone.

"Ha ha, ha hu moklavu e badhu tamne. Saru. Chalo bye. Jai Shri Krishna.", he said and then reciprocated his daughters hug.

("Yes, yes, yes I'll send that all to you. Okay bye. Hail lord Krishna.")

Soon they left for the concert.

This is going to be one hell of a night but surely one of the best.

And oh boy, little did she know what the night held for her.

" I heard that he's progressing. What do we do now? Once that boy turns of age he will be a threat.", the middle aged man asked his father.

"He's no threat to us. He doesn't understand all this business never has.Don't worry.", his father replied.

He was just able to give a small nod.

He would do anything and everything to gain control over the company.

'P&K CREATES'- One of the biggest interior and event management company in Delhi.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE.

Heya all of you.

So, this is the next chapter.
I really didn't wanna upload because of the low reads but I did so that show goes on.

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