Chapter 37

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"According to me her eyes are more sparkling than stars!❤"

Ibtihaj Ibrahim Usman   🌷

Author's p.o.v

"So bhabhi!! Tell me who is closest to your heart?"
Burhan said out of blue.

"Offcourse my lungs!!"
Anfal shrugged proudly on her piece of knowledge.

"Oh mis intelligent I am asking about me and Arsh. Who is closest to your heart?"
Burhan said with blank face.

Anfal mouthed oh .

"I know she loves me alot."
Arsh held his collar proudly.

" No she loves me more!!"
Burhan said.

" Come on guys!! I love you both!"
Anfal said coming between them.

" No take one name."
Arsh said.

"Everything should be clear today."
Burhan said.

" Ok let's do one thing!! Suppose bhabhi I am eating pasta and Burhan is cooking biryani with whom will you have your dinner??"
Arsh said.

"Offcourse with Burhan!!"
Anfal shrugged.

"Yey I love ya!!"
Burhan exclaimed.

"Bhabhi I thought you love me more!!"
Arsh whined.

"Oh come I will have my dinner woth him cause I love biryani."
Anfal said.

" Ok let's change the situation. Now I am making biryani and he is making pasta with whom will you have your dinner?"

"Offcourse Burhan!!"
Anfal said casually.

"Bhabhiiii!!!"
Arsh shouted.

"Yeyyy!!"
Burhan exclaimed.

"Arey when I will have been eaten biryani before then why would I will have it again? I will surely prefer pasta now."

Arsh sat on sofa woth his face in his palms.

"I am hurt!!!"
He said.

"I won!!"
Burhan danced.

"Come on boys!! I love you both equally. If Burhan is my heart then you are my soul."
Anfal said hugging them both.

"Love you Bhabhi!!"
Arsh grinned.

"I know!!"
Anfal flipped her hair back and theor ends hit Arsh's face.

"Bhabhi!! You seripusly need hair cut. Spilt ends of your hair can destroy someone's eyes!!"
Arsh said strangely taking her hair locks on his hand.

"Yeah you are right. Eid is also near."
Anfal said thinking.
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"Ibtihaj!!"
Anfal shouted coming in room.

"Ñew drama airing soon!!"
He murmured hiding his gace  with newspaper.

"Ibtihaj!!"
She said standing in front of him.

"Yeah!!"

"I want to go salon!!"

"Then go. Who is stopping you?"

"Take me!!"

"Salon? Anfal why would I take you the place where you don't belong."
He said throwing newspaper aside.

"Means?"
Ànfal asked confused.

"Means you don't need any spa. All you have to do is wear black dress drape red duppata wear bangles and humans and here you go.. Hands up! Banda down!!"(Man)
He grinned.

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