Dastaan-e-Ahmedaani

64|Too much

Hamza entered the study and found Harib standing there leaned back against the desk with a very very angry look on his face.

His eyes were dark in fury but what scared Hamza most was a little wooden stick in Harib's hand. Hamza have no idea where have Harib gotten it from but it was looking absolutely horrendous.

Harib and Hamza have always shared a very different bond. Hamza was always Harib's kid like younger brother as they were almost 10 years apart.

Haidet and Hammad were very close to him in age distance so he have never felt that child like feeling with them as he have with Hamza. Hamza was the first one to call him bhaijaan.

Haider and Hammaf both use to call him bhaiya until Hamza when Hamza was born and when he started talking he was genuinely confused what to call his three elder brother than his grandmother came up with bhaijaan.

Hamza loved the word and he started calling Harib bhaijaan Haider and Hammad have picked it up from him much later.

Harib in his entire life have never disciplined Hamza harshly he have disciplined him but never in way he have done to others Hamza could never even thought about Harib hitting him.

"Aye sir please! Pichle adhe ghante se me apka wait kraha hu 1 ghanta aur krlunga ap please apne important kaam phele krle." Harib's loud sarcastic voice made Hamza shiver.

Hamza stayed rooted to his place but Harib was in mood to budge he was in really bad mood as he was feeling restless after scolding Mishi like this.

"Idhar aou!" Harib yelled and Hamza without even realising walked towards him.

"Bhaijaan please isee side me rakhdee!" Hamza pleaded from a distance.

"I said come here!" Harib's didn't yell this time but it was a very strict and harsh command a command Hamza have no idea how to refuse.

Hamza walked closer with his eyes shut but very next thing his eyes went wide open as he hissed in pain when he felt a sharp very sharp whack on his side.

"Ouchhhhh!" He yelled.

"Dosri bar Hamza this is second time I am dealing with this recklessness of yours! Actually third you have done this for third time!" Harib harshly yelled.

"Tumne khud ko kisi ko chot poonchai uske baad Haadi ko chot ayi or ab Mishaal chahte kia ho tum?" Harib yelled.

Tears started stinging in Hamza's eyes he didn't realise his mistake was this big but now he can see through his mistake quite clearly.

"Sorry bhaijaan!" Hamza muttered.

Harib sighed angrily but his eyes turned soft when he saw tears in his eyes.

"Mujhe bhot gusaa araha ha Hamzaa!" Harib sighed.

"Sorry bhaijaan!" Hamza sniffed.

"Kis liye?" Harib asked

"Sab cheez ke liye!" Hamza replied

"Kia karu me aisa jo tum sudhar jaou bataou? Daantne marne se tumhe koi farq par nhi raha din ba din Hamza tumhari ye hakatein barhti jarahi hai!" Harib scolded.

Hamza choked up with tears he himself had no idea why he just can never take Harib taking this tone with him Haider will hit him punish and he won't feel this bad but there was something in Harib whenever he takes this tone Harib feels sad same with his father.

"I am sick of you guys crying rona band kro wrna mera hath uth jayega ab!" Harib's voice boomed.

Hamza was sure before coming here that he won't get a slap because Harib wouldn't have slapped Mishi and he won't slap him either because he was very fair unlike his other older brothers.