Chapter 42 .

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Shayari' POV .
Year 2 .

Flashback .

I tiptoe out of my room and head for the kitchen .

* creak *

I turn instantly and find my sister also sneaking out from her room .

After recovering from the shock , I stand straight and fold my arms .

I smile , from the heart attack she almost had when she saw me .

" Why are you up . " - she mouths tiptoeing to me .

" I'm hungry . " - I mouth back .

" Me too . " - she whispers when we now stand side by side .

" Let's go then " - We continue to tiptoe down the kitchen .

" I'm turning on the lights , Shayari . " -

" ok . " -

The bulb brightens up the place as we both head for the fridge .
Our hands holding the cake my mom had baked in the morning to gift it to the new neighbour .

We both smile at each other and high five each other .

We place the two layer cake on the table and look at each other .

" I think we should take the first layer and leave the other layer . " -

Pakeeza nods while we strategically take the first layer off partially ruining an iced part of the first layer .

" Take a seat . " - we each take our forks and dig in .

" Mom should definitely start a bakery . " -

" Definitely . " -


* Someone clears throat . *

" * Sighs * when you know your children just too well . " - she folds her arms , shakes her head and eventually smiles .

" * sigh * Pakeeza , get me a fork please . " -



End of flashback .




Worrying mom was our thing you know .

" The fact that she would sometimes chase us around the house ." - I smile but it instantly drops.

" * Tears up * I even miss your yelling in my ears when it's Fajr time . " -

Ya Allah , * sniff * You said we should give thanks to you no matter what happens , whether good or bad .
So * sniff * even in this situation , I say ...
Alhamdulila

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