"Hisham is back in the Hosseini mansion people," said Hisham as he loudly barged into house only to come face to face with well...Hitler.

Hussein shoved his hands into his pockets an "are you serious" type of expression etched all over his face.

"Hi Baba," he said at the same time wishing the earth could literally open up and swallow him.If that was scientifically possible then that would be a great thing to happen at that precise moment.

"Waleikum salam Hisham."

"Ooh yeah, that hi was totally like an Asalam aleikum," he said.Okay seriously where was everyone else?Could someone please save him?

"Im sure it was. Hisham, how much do you think that door costs? Like give me a rough estimate."

Hisham stared his father in shock.Did he seriously want to bring that up?He had simply just barged in, no big deal.

"I have no idea about figures Baba.You should ask Yasir and i think i can hear Mama calling me," he said looking at the ceiling in a bid to avoid Hitler's scrutinizing gaze.

"Mama is not at home Hisham.I am actually going to pick her up from the mall.So, what do you think?"

"About what Baba?" he asked pretending to be confused.

"How much would a new door cost me incase this one breaks?"

"Can i get back to you on that?Il mail you Baba.What's you're email address again?" he asked innocently.

Hussein held back his laugh as he scrutinized his son further.His eldest son could really pretend to be stupid at times and to think that he was the one going to be running the company soon.

"Il wait for that email Hisham," he said as he began walking out.

"And Hisham?"

"Yes Baba?" he asked knowing very well that what would follow would not be good.

"If you have so much energy in you...,"he began.

Hisham raised one of his eyebrows waiting for his father to continue.

"Join the gym."

And with that he left a large smirk on his face.Hisham watched his father's retreating back, his mouth wide open.

He did not just say that.

Hisham Hosseini and the gym?

Definitely not in this dunya!He was already way too fit for life and that too since birth.

"Oops and to think Khaltu was not even at home.That was a really bad save bro," said Khaleel laughing as he walked into the living room.

Hisham stared at his cousin his mouth now more ajar.Had Khaleel been listening the whole time?That traitor.

"You are such a clown Khaleel.You could have saved me.I really feel betrayed right now," said Hisham placing his hand over his heart pretending to be really hurt.

"Sorry bro, there is only one rule in this house and that is to steer away from Hitler."

"Chicken."

"Whatever bro and my friend owns a gym by the way, i can always hook you up."

"Hook yourself," said Hisham rolling his eyes.

He still couldn't believe that Khaleel could be such a traitor.Now he had to send Hitler some stupid email all because of Khaleel.

"Il make you write that email Khaleelo...," he began but stopped when he heard Yasir and Yumnah's voice on the staircase.His heart immediately warmed up on seeing how Yumnah was helping his little brother down the stairs a really smile on her face.But wait, what was that in Yumnah's hand?

An umbrella.

A freaking pink umbrella.

He already could not breathe.

"Asalam aleikum," he said as soon as they reached the bottom of the stairs.

"Waleikum salam Akhi.Welcome home," replied Yasir and Yumnah too replied her smile much wider after she saw how her husband's face lit up on hearing his Akhi's voice.

"JazakAllah bro and Stupid Yusra, sorry i mean Yumnah what is that in you're hand?"

Khaleel immediately choked and Yasir too palmed his face.Oh no.This was going to be one very very long argument.

"Its an umbrella?" asked Yumnah confusedly.Okay like seriously, what was wrong with this person?

"But its pink."

"So?"asked Yumnah.

"Im allergic to pink so you have to throw it," said Hisham as he crossed his hands over his chest.This stupid umbrella was going to the dumpyard today itself.He would make sure of that.

"Its my umbrella and i choose what i get to do with it and throwing it away is not on the list."

Her umbrella? As if...

"Thats not you're umbrella stupid Yusra.That umbrella was given to Yasir by some girl at the masjid years ago even before you were born."

Yasir smiled to himself after hearing his Akhi's words.Years before she was born?Leave it to Hisham to always blow things out of proportion.

"Umm Akhi, that girl was actually Yumnah," he said wishing he could see his elder brother's face.

Hisham stood wide eyed in shock and Khaleel's hands too flew to his mouth.It couldn't be.It just couldn't.It took Hisham a few seconds to get over his shock after which he put back on a very serious expression on his face.

"Astaghfirullah, you are one very haram person Yumnah.For how long have you been after my brother?Yasir did you get her police verification before you married her?"

"Laaaaaaame," said Yumnah and Khaleel once again choked.

"Stalkeeeeeeeer."

They four was so fully engrossed in the argument that none of them heard Hussein and Yasmin come in.

"Whats going on here?"asked Hussein as his eyes swept the living room to ensure nothing was broken.He didnt trust any of his three sons especially Hisham.Something had to be broken somewhere.

"Nothing Khalo.Hisham and Yumnah are arguing over her pink umbrella which she had given Yasir years ago.Its all kids stuff, nothing serious," said Khaleel.

"Oh i see," said Hussein as he picked up a newspaper from a nearby stool and plopped down on one of the luxurious couches.He then opened the newspaper pretending to be reading it when in all honesty his attention was now fixed on the kids.

"Give me the umbrella Yumnah.Seriously its pink can't you see?Grow up already okay," said Hisham.

"Never and so what if its pink?"

"Pink is the equivalent of stupid and you are already Stupid Yusra, please don't make it worse."

Hussein smiled to himself and Yasmin let out a laugh.These kids!

"Okay kids, listen up.We can solve this easily.Just strike a deal with her Hisham," said Khaleel animatedly.

Hisham turned to amusedly look at Khaeel with his one eyebrow cocked up as usual.

"First of all, i am older than you Khaleelo, so the kid here is you. Secondly, what type of deal?"

"Tell Yumnah to bake us cookies and in return she can keep her umbrella," he said mentally patting himself for his amazing million dollar idea.

"Good idea Khaleelo.You have finally proved you're worth."

"I owe you peasants nothing," said Yumnah gripping her umbrella tightly.

Hussein let out a loud laugh but quickly sobered up and began muttering how funny the joke in the newspaper was.

"Aaah Yumnah's cookies are utterly delicious.In case you do make them dear, make me some as well," said Mama.

"Thats true Yasmin.She is very talented MashAllah.In fact Yumnah, i was thinking that i should open for you a bakery.We will call it Yumnah's bakery," said Hussein folding the newspaper which he had not been reading.

"Stalker's bakery would suit much better," muttered Hisham.

"Yes, Yumnah please do bake us some cookies," Yasir finally spoke after a very long time.

He had learnt over the years not to involve himself in his Akhi's arguments and this particular one was a no go zone.It involved his wife and his Akhi.The two most important people in his life and to be honest, he would never have known whose side to be on.He would never want to choose between his wife and his Akhi.

Never.

"Okay il bake some," said Yumnah quickly.

"Ooooooh so if Yasir asks you, you agree quickly yet me and Khaleel have been literally begging you.Look at poor Khaleel he looks starved.Do you have some ounce of humanity left in you Yumnah?" asked Hisham though smiling.He was glad that she had said yes upon Yasir's request.It said alot.

"Yasir is my husband," said Yumnah rolling her eyes.

"I think im going to cry," said Hisham pretending to wipe tears off his face.

"This is a fangirling moment.Khaleelo what is that silly thing girls do when they see a cat or something," he asked.

"Oh i know i know. It goes something like Awwwwwwww," said Khaleel.

Hisham laughed as he turned to look at Khaleel.

"Thank you Khaleel but that came out more of as if you are constipated."

Yumnah laughed as she quickly made her was to the kitchen.Guess it was baking time.She began removing all the ingredients she needed a large smile on her face.All her life she had grown up alone, she had never known what it was like have siblings either but today she had experienced that with Hisham and Khaleel.As much as they could not be her real blood brothers, but they were all still family and boy was she glad to be part of this particular family.

She placed a whisking bowl infront of her when a mischevious idea crept up in her head.As much as she was a nice person, she was also still the crazy Yumnah.

Bilal Saeed's daughter.

She pulled out a second whisking bowl followed by salt,pepper and well some chilli too wouldn't hurt.

Hisham and Khaleel still did not know what she was truly capable of.