chapter-12

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This chapter is so lonngggg..:)

Ayaan was running, when I'm feeding him cereal with spoon. He is so naughty.

And he hit some one.

“Asalamualaikum champ, slowly.”
Zafar says.

“Walaikumasshalam zshaafar cha-chu.” He says, mouth full of cereal.

He greeted me, and then seat on his knees. Take Ayaan in his arms.

“You have any problem with my name?”  He asked.

Ayaan have habit of chewing slowly. Ayaan, shook his head.

“Then sometimes you call me zshaafar, jafar?” Zafar asked

He giggled and I chuckled.

“Only in front of you he call with those names.” I said pulling Ayaan's cheek.

“I know, like his dad he is naughty too.” He says, Tickling him.

Oh, his dad is naughty?

“Asalamualaikum, aunty mumma and aloo.” He says, slowly slap Aliyah's arm.

“Ah! Zafar Bhai. You're so bad.” Aliyah says.

He was the part of our family, as he is childhood friend of Arhaan.

“Where is your Abbu?” He asked Ayaan.

Ayaan think, pouting.

“I don't know.” He rolled his eyes.

I take Ayaan in arms, and clean his face with wet tissue.

“Bhabhi, sit with us let's have fun..” Aliyah says.

“No, mumma ish playing with me..” Ayaan says.

“You play with your Abbu.” Mumma says.

“I don't know where ish she.”

“He Ayaan.” I said.

Mumma asked me, raised here eyebrows.

Arhaan was in his old room, he said he is busy.

I give her smile.

“Arhaan.” I called him, loudly.

“Arhaaaaannn!!” Ayaan act like me.

My eyes widened.

“He is your abbu, never call by his name.. ” I scold him.

Everyone laughed.

“Yes?” Arhaan ask from upstairs.

“What are you doing here?” He asked Zafar.

“Why? I can come here anytime.” Zafar says, raising his one eyebrow.

Arhaan sighed.

“Your son wants to play with you.” Mumma said him.

“Come Ayaan.” He says looking at me.

‘Be careful.’ I mouth, him.

He nod his head.

Aliyah coughed.

“Bhabhi you know where he was?” Zafar asked me.

“Yes.” I said.

What? Aliyah Ask me, shocked.

“I've seen their photos too.”

“What? After he closed that door only he enters there not even us. So he knows that you've seen that room?” Zafar asked me.

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