《Muslim & Pakistani Love stories》❤
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I yawned and wake up. It was a chilly morning I looked towards my other side and found no one huh where this dickhead went. I heard a creak voice I look towards the sound and found My husband entering inside the room in sweet shirt and pants holding a cup of hot black cappuccino. Yeah you will be thinking how I know cuz of it's smell which was in diffusion state in the whole ass room.
''U awake ??
he said nonchantly
''No I am sleep seeing''
I said sarcastically
He made a weird face he went towards dressing table but stopped in his tracks and turned around. He walked towards me not before putting the coffee on dressing table. He came near and near and near I immediately scooted backwards.
He put his hands on my wrist and immediately jerked me towards himself.
''Ouch yeh kya kr rhe hain''
I said trying to free my wrist my all effort went in vain.
''U dont talk to me in ur stupid ass sarcastic manner.''
he said huskily and in whispering manner. I would be lying If I say I didn't felt chills going through my spines.
''Huh then what will u do huh I am Huma an I am not afraid of anyone''
I said and immediately pushed him and ran into washroom
Haye meri himmat..
Huma all dressed up it was 11 am so everyone was waiting for huma's family to arrive with breakfast.
Huma and Alyan both completely ignored each other in a rude manner.
They both went downstairs together in the dining room and found all the family members of Human and Alyan present there
'''Asslam aap sabko''
Huma enchanted right after entering in dining room.
''Walaikumsalaam meri jaan''
''W.salaam bhabhi''
''Agayi meri bahu''
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said the saasuma in a dramatic manner.
''Huma and Alyan went first towards both granny's and bow their head for them to caress it with their hands in a respectful manner.
''Allah mere bache or meri guriya ko hamesha sallamat rkhe''
said Alyan's dadi lovingly
''Mashallah dono bacho ki jori boht khoob lg rhi''
said Huma's dadi making Huma internally cringe in her dadi's words.
''Allah miya what's wrong with dadi Ammi ne inhe koi nasha washa to nhi shuru krwadiya dono ka bharosa bhi nhi hai''
said Huma internally and smirked when Alyan's father smacked him on head
''Arey abbu yeh kya kr rahe hai''
said Alyan trying to hold his irritation.
''Pehle mujhe tumse nhi meri pyari guriya se milna hatho peeche ''
said Alyan's father and went toward's Huma.
He caressed huma's head and hugged and said some blissful words for her newly dear daughter.
''Bete Janni agar aapko is gadhe ne kuch bhi kaha to aapko manzoor na ho mujhe btana bs do jootay lagnay ki daer hogi''
said Alyan's father pointed over Alyan
Alyan scooted over his mother and said
''Ab mujhe yaqeen hoagaya k aap logo ne mujhe aopt he kiya hua hai''
said Alyan grumpily
Huma's father scooted over Alyan and whispered in his ear
''Yeh dono mil gaye hai tension na le bete ham aapke saath hai''
Alyan didn;t said anything and just smiled to him in respect.
''Acha boht hogaya ab sab betho or nashta karo mein kisi ko kehti k chai bna laye''
said Alyan's mother and everyone sat on their respective seats except huma and Alyan.
Huma went towards her saas and said to her
''Ammi ap bethein mein chai bna lati hu ''
said Huma sweetly like an obedient child
''Arey bete aapko bhook bhi to lgi hogi''
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said Aunt aka saas (yeah writing saas again and again is boring it will be now aunt k)
''Nhi ammi mujhe bhook nhi hai. Aap bethe or nashta ka=re mein bna ke lati hu saath kuch metha bhi as a rasm hmm.''
said huma and nodded making no choice left for arguing
Aunt just smiled indicating that she can do whatever she wants'
Huma went towards kitchen as directed by aunt.
Whereas aunt sat beside huma's mother.
Alyan sneakily left from there and went towards to kitchen well poor boy tried but Sohail caught his hand and said
''Arey bhai saari zindagi unke saath rehna abhi to unka peecha chor do or bethena nashta kre bhai jaan''
said sohail and smirked
Everyone's attention were now on them making Alyan embarrass no one left hima choice so he just sat down and glared Sohail.
Sohail just turned his head and carried on eating pancakes.
''........Baji daal yaha or namak yaha prha wah hai''
maid who was directing Huma from past 15 mins making Huma's head spin.
''Ji ji mujhe samajh agayi hai aap jayein or dusra kaam krle agar kuch puchna hoga to mein aapse puch lungi. Theek''
said Huma trying to shush the maid.
''Chale theek hai baji aap kare ham dusting krke aate hai''
said the maid not convinced after her new baji
''Ji Ji zaroor jaye mein krlungi''
said Huma Jo dil mein shukr ada kr rhi thi k uski jaan chutti
Maid went off for dusting while Huma tied a knot on her dupatta on the side and rolled up her on sleeves.
She picked up the heavy metal pot and put kept it on the stove.
She immediately lit the stove and pour a whole as jug water on it.
She waited for the boil to come in water. Till she managed to set a tray and cups for Tea.
After the whole process of tea she poured the hot tea in the cups.
She immediately loosened her dupatta and picked up a tray and went towards dining room.
Huma's mother first saw her daughter entering in dining room holding a tray of tea.
''Lo chai agayai''
said Huma's mother who just finished her breakfast
''MMMMM khusboo to bari mazedar arahi hai Jaan''
said Huma's In law's
Aunt took the hold of tray from huma and kept him on table.
''Alyan chalo utho ab or meri beti ko bethne do''
said Aunt Alyan widened his eyes like how he suddenly become unwanted person after his wife's arrival.
''Ji ammi''
Alyan said non-heartly
''Huma bete aap ne kya socha apni Job ka''
said Alyan's father concerned about her new daughter
''Hm Abbu wo peechle wale se to fire hogyi isliye ab parso se koi job dhundu gi''
said Huma scratching her head in confusion
''Arey dhundne ki kya zaroorat hai. Apka shohar kis waqt kaam ayega aap parso se aisa krna Alyan ke office jana shuru krdena uski P.A ne kuch dino pehle he resign krdiya. That is the best opportunity my child''
said Aunt making both couples eyes widen
''Likin ammi mere kaam boht hote kahi-
Alyan was between cut off by her mother's hard glare and just nodded
He sigh
''Hn bete yeh theek rahe ga aise aap dono ko saath waqt bhi mil jayenga''
said Alyan's father
Like this everyone nodded in yes on this decision
So it was final that Huma will work with Alyan
Whereas Alyan was planning on making her work more than any employee.
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😜😜
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