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---Hussian's POV ---

"What's your name? Why are you alone? Are you cold? It's cold, isn't it? Do you want my jacket? I mean, it's a girls jacket but it'll keep you warm. It keeps me warm. How old are you? Do you want to be my friend?"

Aashmia just bombarded him with questions, but the jacket thing, maybe we are raising our daughter right.

The boy looked at her with wide eyes.

"Aashmia, you have to let him answer,"I said.

"Okay,"she said.

He slowly answered them.

"Where's the person who's supposed to take care of you?" She asked.

"I don't know. I live on the road,"he said.

"You can live in my house!" She said.

WOAH! Where'd that come from?

"Uuumm Aashmia," I said.

"Kya papa! Nisha di and Khusi di have brother's! I want one! I won't go home without him!" She said.

"Aashmia, try to understand!" I said.

"No! No!" She said.

"Tum ithni ziddi kyu hu?" I asked.

Okay, don't answer that.

"It's ok. You can visit me. I'll be here, if I don't go up to where my parents are,"he said.

"Up?" We asked.

He pointed to the sky.

Oh. My heart broke hearing that.

"Papa, can you at least buy him a I've cream. He looks hungry, "she said.

"Hhhmm okay,"I said.

"Thank you!'' She said jumping.

"Come on bhai,"she said running into the shop.

Bhai! I smiled at that.

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