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...Author's pov....

It was past afternoon, Aiman and Emilie were still sleeping in thier room.

While Tamir was sitting in the lawn staring at a rose plant in front of him.

It was branched and filled by bunches of deep red Indian roses. The native one's.

He lifted his head un when shoulder. As he turned, a smile tucked on his face.

"Angelina!" He hugged her slightly.

"Yes, devar ji!" Angelina a mature grown London girl. Same age as Tamir. Her blonde hair, brown eyes, and narrow lips, shaded with a pink tint lip gloss.

"You are learning Hindi?" He asked curiously. His eyes widened with a bit amusement.

"Yup, our daughters want me to learn." She answered sitting in front of him.

"Yeah, Thier Hindi is way more good than me." his voice lowered with the last word. His eyes shifted towards the plant in front of him. An exhausted sigh left from his mouth.

Angelina patted his shoulder and sighed," Still Missing Her." He just nodded his eyes staring the rose plant.

"Mannat Gifted Us This Plant." He let out a faded smiled, "Mantasha was so fond of roses, so Mannat herself planted it for mantasha"

Angelina smiled at him, "Tahir told me you booked tickets for India, Are you planning a vacation."

Tamir glanced at her, "yes, but not for me," he paused, "for our daughters."

Angelina gave him a confused look.

"I never thought of it earlier, but Aiman is someone who can be with mannat. And she also wants to know about mannat." He further added.

"What do you mean, she is just fifteen, you want her to go for a vacation alone, that too abroad"

"Dad is coming next week, I am planning to send Aiman there for vacations." He explained, his face was empty, his eyes finding something in air.

Angelina chuckled," Are you serious?"

"Definitely." His voice stern. steady and calm. Without any confusion or hesitation. Saying a pure statement, just like his father.

Leaving no confusion.

"Well, why all of a sudden? " Angelina asked, understanding his sternness and stubbornness.

"I want Aiman to meet Mannat, to meet our family... I want her to know what love and family is." Tamir explained.

"She already knows what love and family is, she is grown up in a healthy family."

"Healthy family!" He chuckled bitterly, "I don't think growing up without mother, and a workaholic father is healthy. I really don't consider it healthy,"

"I don't want her to feel the same way I felt for my parents. I was a boy who carried his last name as a burden everytime. I don't want her to feel the same burden." He further added

"I want her to know, what this last name worth, what she worths. Who her ancestors were who her parents are and her relatives."

Angelina titled her head to look at Tamir more clearly, she cupped his face slightly caressing his cheek.

"okay I get it, but Aiman won't go anywhere without Emilie."

Tamir chuckled, and held her hand. "I know, I have got her. Tickets too, don't worry, Bhabhi ji."

He said his last word in a British

accent, making Angelina laugh. "Your hindi accent is really bad, I can't believe you are an Indian native."

He scratched his neck in embarrassment." I know, but it's not my fault.

...Next day,...

On the dinner table,

"Paps, tell us what happened at the

sleepover, " Aiman asked sitting comfortably on her chair.

"Yes uncle, tell us, I couldn't sleep while night thinking of her." Emilie also joined Aiman, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Just then Angelina slightly slapped her hand on emilie's head, "liar, you can't sleep because you slept in afternoon."

She gave Angelina a sheepish smile then turned to Tamir.

"Uncle tell na! Please" her voice cute and sweet.

"Okay Ammie, let's start." He said.

........

...Tamir's pov...

I was excited really excited. finally some outing.

Everyone gathered in the hall,except Tahir and mannat.

"Kaha Sona hai.?" Lee asked.

(Where are we sleeping?)

"Tamir tum batao, terrace or lawn.?" Kaif asked me,

Every eye got fixed on me.I thought for a second. Lawn will be messy, as it is wet, because of grasses.

Terrace would be much better, and clean.

"Terrace." I adviced,

And everyone agreed,

After doing some chit chats, everyone went to terrace.

As I stepped on terrace, my eyes widened, with amusement.

Damn! The sun was setting down making the sky look like copper,

Birds flying making a V, branches waving making a peacefull environment.

Then the terrace big as a court, basket ball court. There were mattress laid in a line. Covering half of the floor. A mountain of Pillows in middle, and some scattered over other edges.

Folded Blankets placed neatly on a table near the mattress.

Few board games, and some books, placed on the table. Under the table there were three bottles and few glasses.

I sighed at the view, just then Mahir laid down

Or jumped on the mountain of Pillows,

"Maza aa gaya!" He exclaimed, his eyes closed.

Such a chaotic boy

One by one every one sat comfortably picking one pillow from the mountain.

Hifza with mahir, Lee with Kaif and pari with jiya. I was sitting at the edge comfortably resting my back against the wall, and legs spread on the mattress.

I grabbed a book, thankfully it was in English.

I am not a reader, but it is way better, than to see thier faces.

After half an hour or so, everyone laid down,

Gosh it was a bore. How Irritating?

Just then I heard a voice, "Mumtaaz nahi aayi?"

I lifted my head slightly, and gave him a tired glance,

Fuck it's him, that boy.

"Pata nahi kaha rah gay" Lee answered him, sitting on the mattress.

Just then jiya also sat, a book in her hand, she slightly removed her specs and then glanced at Mahir.

"Mahir, tumhe to pata hoga, kaha hai wo?"

Mahir stretched his arms lazily," jaha use hona chahiye." His each word was filled with thrill.

Such a dramatic person

Kaif slapped him on his head," abbe kaha hai wo?"

He deserves this.

Mahir whined, and then started rubbing his head," wo payal ke liye ruki thi, kuch kaam tha payal ko."

He answered, pulling out his phone. "Call karta hu."

He called, after a few rings, she picked up,

"Kaha ho shehzadi ji, apke pyare Bhai miss kar rhe hai aapko." Mahir mocked.

"Arrey wo..."She paused her voice a bit nervous.

Why? Is she in any problem?

"Wo kya? Kya hua?" Mahir asked, his face turned serious.

He really is concerned, not only him, everyone was.

"Ek chota sa, masla ho gaya hai. Mein jis gaadhi se aa rahi thi na wo kharaab ho gayi hai." She said nervously.

"Tu kaha hai abhi main AA Raha hu?" Mahir stood up ready to leave.

"Arrey Tahir bhai hai yahi, mere sath. Hum aate hai " she informed in a soft tone.

Tahir with her, but why?

"Tahir Bhai waha tere saath?" Mahir asked his eyes narrowed, with uncertainty.

"Haa wo dada huzur se kuch kaam tha to main daftar gayi thi, wahi Bhaijaan bhi the, to unhone puchha Maine haa bol diya."

Tahir was in office! He didn't told me, that. How rude!"

"Tu kaam wali baat akhri me kyu batati hai, budhhu." Mahir complained, making a sad pout, clearly broken.

Is he being dramatic again.

"Lo Tahir bhai se baat karni hai kya?" She spoke,

"Nhi-" Mahir tried to say, but I interrupted him in middle.

Let me ask him why he joined the office.

"Yes, I want"

My voice was loud, making everyone flinch slightly. I didn't want to say like that, but it's okay, no regrets.

Mahir threw the phone to me,and then laid down.

As if mobile was a ball, seriously.

"Hello Tamir."

"Bro when will you come?"

"Just few minutes"

After few talks I hung the call, and threw it back to mahir,

He catches it by one hand,

Nice catch though.

Just then I realised everyone staring at me.

"What?" I asked as I was confused.

Is there something on my face?

Or am I looking so handsome?

Well I always look handsome!

"Aapki English bahut achhi hai!"

Hifza exclaimed, her eyes sparkling.

*I can also say that, your hindi is*good.

But obviously this compliment is pointless as I am native English speaker

And they are native Hindi speaker.

I just nodded, then a question clicked,

She is always this curious, and also a bit immature kind a.

"Are you the youngest?" 1 asked, trying hard to not sound desperate.

She nodded slightly, her eyes sparkled.

"Why don't you ask some questions?" Jiya adviced, out of blue.

What does she even meant.?

"Question?" I back questioned her, she was an intelligent girl.

"Yes whatever you are curious to know about us?" She explained.

That's a good idea. I won't be bored.

Also I am bit curious too.

"Okay so, eldest?" I asked biting my lower lip.

I guessed it's her. But not sure.

Jiya raised her hand," me"

Well, I am good at guessing.

"Topper?"

my assumption was right again her. JIYA..

"Most fancy." I guess it's pari. As she always looks most pretty.

Everyone looked at pari, while she flipped her hairs.

Offcourse!

"Flirt?"

Everyone pointed Lee. I was getting confident as my all assumption were turning true.

I smiled internally,

Proud spread on my face.

Lee whined," I don't flirt, whatever I say girls just whirl over it. What can I do?"

Well, that's what every man says, to defend themselves.

Kaif slapped him slightly," liar."

I have noticed, they are good friends.

And Kaif is really into sports.

"Sport person?"

Everyone looked at Kaif,

God! Again I won.

"Two times state champion in football and currently captain of team." He announced, proudly.

Woah, I didn't expect him to be this good.

"Okay dramatic?"

My eyes were on Mahir, and somehow I was getting confused between mannat and him.

Both of them are drama duos.

"Maas" everyone pointed at mahir,

"Thank you for the compliment." He thanked, as if everyone was giving him noble prize.

But what the hell, is MAAS...

Just then the terrace door opened revealing her.

Brown kurta and floral salwar, with a matching dupatta

Her eyes were tired, she immediately ran towards Mahir and- thudh

She jumped on the pillow mountain, "maza aa gaya!" She giggled snuggling her face inside it.

Just like a kid, an adolescent or toddler maybe.

Cute,

Just after that another click," the cutest?"

I guess Mannat, or Hifza, or Mahir

These trios?

"Bitti" Kail and Lee said.

Four said in unison,

Then came mannat, she stood straight,

"Kya?" She asked, confused.

"Mannat?" I asked, are they calling her cat?

Nice Nick name though.

She is like a cat,

Notorious, Energetic, troublemaker,

"Kya chal Raha hai yaha?" She questioned placing her head on Jiya's lap.

Jiya slightly caressed her head massaging it.

"Tamir hamse kuch sawal puch Raha hai, aur hum jawab de rahe hai." Jiya answered her,

She nodded slightly closing her eyes.

Is she sleeping this early?

"Sleepy?" Mahir asked normally Mannat hummed and then she turned to other side.

"Favourite?"

It might be her too...

Mannat raised her hand," Beshak."

She giggled.

Now what?

"Head of the group?"

Everyone got quite,

Silence. Why? It wasn't that hard.

Just then Tahir entered.

"What took you so long?" I asked him, setting my eyes on him.

He sat near me, "Nawab Sahab Bula Rahe Hai Mannat."

Mannat sighed tiredly.

Why is Nawab sahab calling her, she is exhausted.

"Main aati hu aadhe ghante main." She said.

Aadhe ghante?, half an hour.

"Aadha ghanta?" Mahir, asked confused

"Hmn khana khaana padhega na, isiliye bulawa aaya hai, ab jaati hu warna huzur khud aa jaenge." She ran out.

Just then jiya sighed, "Nawab sahiba, your grandma."

The head,

"Wasn't she too old."

"Maybe she was, but she was our best friend. Our support system. She never left us alone."

"Aur unke jaane ka sabse zyada ghum meri billi ko laga!" Mahir spoke out, with a little sad tone.

Mannat? I forgot her medicines.

"Well why does she takes medicine?"

"it's not single incident, it is long story." Kaif answered, his eyes on sky

Lee asked without wasting single second" wanna hear."

"Tell him about kapoors marriage." Mahir mocked pari.

"Behave mahir, you are talking about my father. "Pari yelled, a bit angry.

"Yeah yeah!" Mahir rolled his eyes,

Tahir "which marriage?"

"You know who mannat's parents are?" Hifza asked.

God please do it slow, my eyes are just moving from here to there, they are aching.

"Mr. And Mrs. Kapoor!" Tahir exclaimed in confusion

"Then why is her last name Hatim?" Jiya asked making him confused.

Yes! That's A Point!

"And how is she your cousin?"

Kaif joined Jiya.

stop behaving like a reporter, or a lawyer telling thier opponent something.

"How Is Nawab Sahab Her Grandpa?" Lee also joined

That is a point. Bro!

I never thought it, but as long as I know, rajveer kapoor is not my uncle.

Then how?

"I don't understand?" Tahir spoke with disbelief.

"Jiya appi aap batao!" Mahir adviced, his eyes starring the empty sky.

Jiya sighed," Look Nawab Sahab Has Three Kids, "she started.

"Latif mamu your dad, Humna our mother, and Hatim mamu mannat's dad."

Hatim uncle? Mannat's dad?

"But she's mr. Kapoors child right?" I asked,

"Legally not biologically. "Jiya answered.

"it's terribly complicated. Bro. Full with twists and turns." Kaif, spoke like he was recommending a thrill movie.

"Let her tell you by herself." Lee adviced placing his hand on Kaif's shoulder.

"Are you kidding.? she is not healed. It'll affect her health. No one is asking her anything." Mahir warned everyone,

His voice was laced with anger and concern.

"let me explain." Hifza tried to calm the situation.

She stood," Hatim uncle married miral aunty.-

"Who is miral?" It slipped.

God! It really is complicated, man.

"Ayesh nanis daughter, miral mannat's biological mother."

She answered

"Means Shanaya Kapoor is not her mother." It's getting more complicated.

"Yes,.. no I mean" she herself got confused.

Is it even true.

Jiya thought of taking the lead." Hatim mamu married miral mami, after one year of thier marriage mannat was born. Then during her third birthday, mami died. Then everyone asked mamu to Marry Shanaya aunty, who is also hifzas fuffi."

God damn blunder.

"But after one year or so. mamu died in an accident, by that time mannat was five."

She added" she somehow knew that rajveer kapoor loved Shanaya aunty. So she tried her best and did thier marriage."

"It means pari is her step sister." Tahir asked looking at pari.

While pari just sighed, clenching her jaw.

Is she angry?

"No she is my real sister my fairy." Pari yelled again.

Mahir whispered to us" they are love related, not blood related."

I nodded slightly, this girl is way more interesting.

"That's it!" I asked.

"Yup-" Hifza spoke

Finally!!

"engaged.?" Tahir

Boom! Another bomb,

"Is she?" I asked.

I never thought that?

Mahir chuckled," she was, but it broke."

She was?? With whom?? And why did it broke??

"Why?" I asked.

"Because that man was a bastard, m"th"rf*ck*r" mahir cursed, under his breath, but it was audible.

"She really is complicated." My words slipped out of my mouth.

Hifza spoke sarcastically " her life is full of thrills adventures and even chaos."

"Pain And Horror, Too" Mahir corrected her.

"Love And Care Too" Hifza joined, her eyes fixed on Mahir.

"Wounds And Injuries Too"

Mahir also joined, his eyes narrowed looking at Hifza.

"Healers And Caretakers Too," Hifza smiled at him still maintaining the intensity.

"Tum Dono Ladh Rahe Ho Kya?" Just then Mannat came.

Both flinched, then without waiting Mahir left from there.

Mannat glanced him then Hifza," Is Ekloute Bachhe Ko Kya Hua?"

"Kuch Nahi Hua Pagal Hai Wo." Pari. Exclaimed

"Chalo Ab Kya?" Mannat asked sitting near pari.

Well, as if she is not engaged, she must have some one!

"Mannat do you like anyone?" 1 asked.

Silence., pin drop silence.

Mannat glanced at me then her cheeks turned red.

Damn she was looking like a damn doll "J.ji" she sluttered,

She was nervous,

Just then Mahir hugged her," meri Chandni ka ek Chand hai jaani." He announced teasingly.

Everyone giggled seeing mannat like that.

"Kon?" Tahir also joined, He was desperate.

Just like me?

"Wo Jo videsh se aaya hai, angrezi bolta hai, kuch nahi jaanta,

anjaan hai." Mahir spoke, looking at our direction.

Is he talking about us? No that's impossible.

"Kya hum use jaante hai?" Tahir asked smiling.

Why the hell is he smiling?

he likes her?

Damn he was a bachelor. Virgin

"Haa, aapse behtar to use aur koi nahi jaanta!" Mahir mocked,

Mannat started hitting Mahir mercilessly,

"Chup bilkul chup." She warned him showing her eyes.

Thinking he will scare, of what? Her face was getting more cute as she got angry.

Mahir laughed," arrey Chandni gussa ho gayi, Sharma kar tamatar ho gyi."

He ran, mannat also ran behind him.

Just then, "you!" Pari said.

"What?"

Did she said you, means me? Fuck

"She likes you and everyone knows it." Jiya confirmed

Everyone?

Tahir..." who knows?"

"All cousins"

Okay cousins, that's normal

"Mr. And Mrs Kapoor." Kaif said.

What?

"Maa and papa" jiya added

"Latif mamu and mami," Lee joined

Mom and dad!

"No way" I said.

"Literally everyone except you and him." Jiya informed us.

I can't believe it.

"But I never met her, did I?" 1 asked.

I wasn't sure.

"We did once, when I was Ten and you were probably eight by then. I remember" Tahir informed.

Did 1?

"Where?" I looked at him

"Here bro in India, once we came and you met an accident."

That's long time. I was so small.

"Yeah, but I don't remember her."

My eyes landed on Mannat, running behind Mahir.

Mahir came in a fast pace almost bumping on door, but then Mannat catched her hugging him tightly

"Bs kar pagal, thak gayi main."

She said gasped for air. she then closed her eyes, resting her head on his back.

Both Mahir and Mannat's breathes were syncing. Mahir was holding her hands, while mannat was panting heavily.

"Chal baith jaate hai," mahir asked, turning his face towards her.

Mannat sighed and laid down.

"Waise hum bhag kyu rahe the?" She asked.

"Pata nahi yrr, par maza aaya!" Mahir exclaimed, his eyes admiring Mannat.

Mannat approached a high five, to him

"Mujhe bhi,"

Both smiled at each other....

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