"Why don't you all take some rest? I'll get someone to show you the guest wing," Anwar Khan said with an awkward chuckle after Murtasim frantically lifted the unconscious girl in his arms and ran upstairs. The girl in yellow also followed him, not before giving him a surprised once over.

Maa begum also looked worried and left after giving a peck on his forehead.

Saad had so many questions. But he held himself back. They seemed to be quite worried about the girl now.

Soon a servant came and ushered them towards the staircase. As his feet hit the marble staircase, he heard Anwar call him from behind. Saad stood still as he saw the man, his uncle, approach him. His eyes were full of affection.

"I never thought I would see you again. How I wish elder brother was here too!" he looked close to tears as his voice broke a little.

"I wish I could've seen him too," the words left Saad's mouth before he could stop them.

He meant them. He wished he could see the man who had ruled these halls before his brother.

"Go take some rest. I shall see you at dinner," Anwar said with a soft pat on his shoulders as he sent him off.

"Oh and don't mind that silly daughter of mine. She is a bit stubborn," Anwar huffed out before walking off towards another corridor. An indulgent smile was plastered on his face.

A bit stubborn? Really?

Saad had witnessed the strength she used to completely dislodge Murtasim's brains when she was shaking the poor guy. She was anything but "A bit stubborn."

Saad sighed as he went to his assigned room. It was a huge one.

How come their guest rooms were larger than Saad's living room? Damn, these rich people!

He lay down on the king-sized bed. He could hear the water running in the bathroom. Maheer was probably taking a shower.

He closed his eyes and finally let all the thoughts get to him. His head spun as he tried to process everything that has happened since that morning.

His family was not his biological family. He had a whole other family. He had a mother. He had a twin brother. He had an uncle.

Wait, did Anwar say the girl was his daughter?

Does that make her his cousin?

So Murtasim held feelings for his cousin?

Maybe Saad and him were more similar than he initially thought them to be. They both were in love with their cousins.

Saad thought back to Anwar and his affectionate behavior towards Murtasim and Saad.

Damn, these loving uncles and their beautiful daughters!

"Are you thinking about what happened outside?"

He hadn't noticed Maheer getting out of the washroom. She had washed her face. Her cheeks and nose looked adorably flushed without makeup.

"No, I was thinking about the girl actually." Saad laughed a bit as he thought about the pint-sized girl.

"The girl?" Maheer's brows furrowed together. Her face looked ashen all of a sudden.

Did the girl do something to her?

"Yeah, I just thought she was kinda funny," Saad tried to lighten up the mood, "Did you see how scared Murtasim looked?"

Maheer didn't seem to appreciate the joke. Her face remained ashen. "Well, she was scary," she mumbled in a low voice. Her eyes were downcast.

"Are you okay? Did she say something to you? Please don't mind her. The misunderstanding is cleared up now," Saad hadn't heard the whole thing. But he was sure it was all due to a misunderstanding.

"No, she didn't say anything to me. Her target was only Murtasim," Maheer shook her head. "She was just scary," Maheer let out an awkward laugh as she went to the vanity mirror and started brushing her hair.

"And very pretty. Rich too." If Saad wasn't paying attention, he wouldn't have heard those words coming out of Maheer's mouth.

"I guess," Saad wasn't sure how to reply to that. "She is the daughter of this family, after all."

"She is?" Maheer's hands paused as she looked back at him.

"Yup. Apparently, she is Anwar Khan's daughter. So my cousin like you!" As soon as the words left his mouth, the ashen look was back on Maheer's beautiful face.

Maybe he shouldn't have said that.

Before Saad could say anything else, there was a knock on the door. Saad jumped out of bed and Maheer quickly fixed her dupatta.

"Who is it?' Saad was expecting some sort of room service.

He doesn't have any idea how rich people ran their houses, did he?

"Murtasim." His deep voice followed inside. Saad quickly opened the door to see Murtasim standing there. His hair was back in place, suit magically unruffled from the free neck massage his cousin had given him.

"So...." Murtasim trailed off as looked at their questioning faces. "Someone wishes to apologize for her behavior. "

Seeing their confused faces, Murtasim reached behind him and pulled out the shorter figure of the girl in red. Her eyes widened as she saw Saad and her hands clutched onto Murtasim's biceps.

Saad wanted to laugh. But since he was raised to be polite, he just asked them to come inside.

Murtasim and the girl entered the room and sat down on the sofa next to the window. Saad and Maheer took their seats across them.

The girl was biting down on her bottom lip as she looked back and forth between Murtasim and Saad. She looked like she was still having a hard time believing everything.

"Why don't I introduce you to each other?" Murtasim said with an amused smirk. "This is Saad, my twin."

The girl gave him a curt nod and resumed her staring. Her hands were still firmly clasped around Murtasim's.

"And this is Meerab. Our cousin and also my wife," His eyes twinkled at the last part as he stared down at the girl.

"You are his Wife?!"

"So you're name wasn't actually Ziddi?!"

Maheer and he spoke up simultaneously.

"Yes, she is."

"My name isn't Ziddi! Did Murtasim tell you that?!"

Murtasim and Meerab also answered simultaneously. All four of them looked at each other.

Saad was the first break and Maheer joined after a moment. Soon Meerab was laughing too. And Murtasim's face held an amused grin.

Saad could see the tension in the room ease as they all laughed at the absurd situation.

"I am so sorry," Meerab said to both him and Maheer as they tried to catch their breath. "I shouldn't have done that."

"That's the first time I am hearing her say those words," Murtasim grinned and Meerab dug her nails into his hands in retaliation. Murtasim, for his part, did not even winch.

"She didn't apologize about the free roller coaster ride she gave you?" Saad was laughing again.

"Oh no! Meerab firmly believes in her God-given right to do whatever she wishes with me." His joke earned him a slap on the bicep from his wife.

"Maheer is a follower of the same religion." Now that earned Saad a pinch on the arm from his wife. And unlike Murtasim, Saad actually reacted to it.

"Don't believe him! I am his only friend since childhood. Do you know how much I have done for him?' Maheer wiped away an imaginary tear as she continued with her overdramatic rant.

'I fed him, bought clothes for him and one time, even stole money from my dad to buy him concert tickets!" Meerab nodded her head in mock sympathy towards her fellow woman.

"Meerab used to do a lot for me in childhood too. She used to rob me of all my Eid money and pretend to be innocent in front of the elders," Murtasim narrated his tragic tale with a sarcastic face. Next to him, Meerab did not look the least bit ashamed of her past criminal activities.

"So what do you feel about moving into the room across from ours?" Meerab exclaimed, suddenly, with a clap.

"Yes, you two would need to move to the family wing," Murtasim nodded along with his wife's idea.

"For how long?" Maheer asked with a nervous laugh.

"What do you mean?" Murtasim looked at her as if her question was nothing short of absurd. "For forever!"

Oh.......oh no!

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