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Brazil,
São Paulo,

Aqib POV.

I just came back from a morning walk and found her sleeping peacefully. After changing myself I adjusted myself on the other side of the bed. She was happy last night. I could see the shine in her eyes. And the most important thing, I was happy. I start living life again and it's just because of Abbiya. I don't know but I think she has something! Magic potion? Or magic wand maybe? Using it, she is fixing everything in my life.

I still remember How I changed after Minal's death and my parents thought that I am mature and taking everything seriously in my life and concentrating on my goals. As Minal died, so did my laughter and smiles. But now as Abbiya entered my life, everything in my life is coming back.

After the day I told Abbiya everything, I kept praying to forget Minal for sake of Abbiya’s happiness. I don't want her to think about me and Minal and my past anymore. When I have loved and I have been punished, So why does she deserve this punishment with me? And now? I think Allah's plans are best. Is He slowly replacing Abbiya with Minal? I don't know But I feel something strange. I can't understand my feelings. Is Minal is getting replaced? I loved her for so many years! How can it be possible?

I respect Abbiya but I can't say that I love Abbiya..... I don't have that much courage. But what I feel for Abbiya, I have never felt for anyone in my whole life. I’m confused. And I didn't solve my confusion. Life goes on like this. Yes, a change has taken place. I am happy now and the credit for this goes to Abbiya.

Hum Insan hi hotey hn jo sari Zindagi apne mann chahey insaan ko apne dil pe Haqoomat karne dete hn... Or ye Haqoomat tb takk chalti ha jab takk Allah ki marzi Hoti ha... Apney mann chaho ko dilo'n se nikalney ka fann 
humein ata hi kaha ha? Ye Kaam to sirf Allah karta ha Dilo'n mein basata bhi wohi ha or nikalta bhi wohi ha.....

I don't know what was happening but I was happy. Brushing all the thoughts I dozed off.

I wake up around 9:30. I looked at the other side of the bed and Abbiya was not there. I sit on the bed bringing back myself from the Sleeping zone. Soon afterward, Abbiya entered the room.

"Good Morning" She chirped. She was looking fresh.

"Good morning. Itni jaldi pata nahi kaisey uth jatin hn aap" I said and smile.

"Jaisey Aap abhi uthey hn bikul waisey hi" She said and ruffle my hair and I smiled.

" Abbiya Aaj hum sab bahir jarahe hn dinner pe. Waisey bhi taqreeban week hogya ha Aapko yaha aye hue or evening walk or coffee piney k ilawa hum kahin outing pe nahi gaye or Aaj to Aapki birthday bhi hai to Acha lagega hum sab family bahir jayein ge thora mood fresh hojayega sab ka" I said.

"Thik ha That will be wonderful... I love family gatherings" she replied. She was finding something in her dressing table drawer.

"Kuch dhoond rahi hn?" I asked.

"Hanji Meri aik album thi wo dhoond rahi hn" She said.

"Arey Aik minute ye to nahi?"I said taking out the album from my side table drawer and said waving that album in the air and her jaw dropped.

Yesterday I found this Album on the dressing table and couldn't stop myself looking at this album. "Abbi's Memories" were craved on the wooden photo album.

"Aqib! Ye Apko kaha se mili?" She said with her wide eyes.

"Dressing table se" I said and smirked.

"Aap...Aap ney daikhi to nahi?" She said and her cheeks turned red.

"Or Agar me kahu k mene daikhi ha to?" I said constantly smirking.

"To bohat ghalat baat ha is tarhan Kisi ki cheeze nahi daikhtey" She replied and she was coming towards me.

"Kiya Ghalat ha isme? Mene Apni biwi ki tasweerein hi to daikhi hn" I said laughing she was embarrassed.

"Wapis dedein" she said.

"How sweet! magar mene abhi poori nahi daikhi isliye Apko nahi mile gi abhi" I Said lifting the Album in the air and That was out of Abbiya's reach. Lol perks of having Tall height. She tried to grab that album but she was failed.

"Ok fine! Daikhlein Nashta ready ha me jarae hn nechey" She said giving up. I laughed loudly.

"Acha ye lein" I said hiding my smile and she turned around.

"Dein" she said. As she tried to take her Album back I again lifted that album in the air. An uncontrollable laugh leaves my mouth. I love teasing her.

"Mein abhi Grab this album if you can ni khail sakti Aapke sath neechey Khala wait kr rahi hn or waisey bhi mene jana b ha aaj" she replied in fake anger and rolled her eyes. She was looking cute.

"Acha ab ni karta promise! Yelein" I said. And she folded her arms on her torso.

"Magar Promise krein mujhe ye sari Album dikhaein gi" I said.

"Ok promise" She replied and I handed her Album.

"Waisey Kidher sairr krne ka irada ha aapka?" I asked.

"Khalu or Khala k sath Cafe jana ha Aaj" she replied.

"Great!" Acha lagega Apko visit kr key bohat ronak hoti ha waha" I said smiling and she mirrored.

"Ab ready hokey ajayein neechein It’s already too late" She said leaving.

"Ok, coming." I said and went towards my closet.

Lahore,
Pakistan,

Kiran POV.

"Aik to college mein Achi tarha dimag kharch kr k ao or upar se baki kasar Ye Fawad nikal deta ha dimag khali hogya ha mera" I said sitting on my couch. I was scrolling down my Facebook suddenly I found Asad's ID in my “people you may know” option. I want to ignore it but I couldn't. I clicked on his ID and his ID opened with a blink. Thankfully His ID wasn't private.

Thankfully? Oh, really Kiran?

I ignore my inner voice and start looking at his timeline. I could see a lot of pictures of him. Looking at his pictures, it seemed that he was very eager to travel, outing, and taking pictures.

No doubt he was handsome and He was looking dashing in Doctors' overall coat. I was checking his pictures and also reading the captions which were written in English and Portuguese. Well, I can read both Me Arzu and Abbiya learned different languages back in our college days. Because We were crazy about the Spanish and Portuguese language so we learned both.

I checked his latest post.

"Pousou o Brasil com coração pesado"
(Landed Brazil with a heavy heart! )

Reading this post I remember our last meeting at the airport. My heart skips a beat. I read the comments.

(Aqib Bilal: Oho batao phir kiya waja ha Is 'heavy heart' ki?  😏 )

There was Aqib Bhai comment on the top.

(Asad Javed: Over matt ho mein Lahore ki 'beauty' or 'khaney' miss kar raha hn 🙄  )

I read his reply on Aqib Bhai’s comment and rolled my eyes.

Insaan shokha ho magar Is Asad  jitna nahi.

There were a lot of comments but I didn't check more.

I was looking at his pictures, scrolling down. He had a lot of pictures on his Timeline, some solo pictures, some pictures with his friends, colleagues, and some Family photos.

I saw his picture with a girl. He was smiling and the girl was sticking her tongue out, holding some books.

"Daikhi Daikhi lagti ha" I remember I saw her with Asad When I went to the library.

"Han wohi ha ye khe khe kar rahe they dono" I don't know but anger built in me. I read the caption.

Finally done with Noori (churail)  practical copies.  #meri_pagal_choti_behen

"Acha behen ha uski" My anger dissolved in the air. I checked out the comments. The girl name Noor and Asad both were teasing each other. Reading their comments smile crept on my lips. Scrolling down more pictures I came to know that Noor was his cousin and Asad is only a child of his parents.

Soon I found his one picture He was wearing a sleeveless tank top and he was showing his biceps and taking a mirror selfie in the gym. His collar bone was prominent from his Deep V neck, His hairs were messy and he was passing a lethal smile. With a caption.

“What hurts today makes you stronger tomorrow.”—Jay Cutler

Heat start emitting from my cheeks.

"I am chichora Ye hona chahiye iska Caption sharam ni ati sleeveless shirts mein pictures lgata ha sar e aam." My mood was off. I quickly but carefully tap the back option.

Friend request chali gayi ya kuch like hogya to museebat khari hojayegi  mere liye.

I calmed myself and plugged my phone to charging lead and Adjusted on my chair. I have to prepare some tests but my mind was stuck between his curves of smile and him.

I kept trying brushing the thoughts but his pictures were kept popping up in my mind. For the first time, I felt helpless. I was thinking about him and This is what I did the whole day laying in my bed.

Brazil,
Sao Paulo,

Abbiya POV.

Today I went to Khalu's Cafe with him and Khala and I feel so good. He arranged a little surprised gathering for me there. He introduced me to all, mostly were his regular visitors and some friends. Khalu is such a lively person and I enjoyed his company.

I can see a lot of people there from different countries, different languages. He called his Cafe ' Uma família Pequena' mean 'A small family'. Where All people come to enjoy coffee with a little chit chat, like a family. I have never seen such a Cafe in my life where all people from a different religion, colour, country, and languages came and interact with each other, enjoy and share their sorrows and joy.

On the way home Khala and Khalu took me shopping and they bought me so many things as my birthday gifts.

I never spent my birthday like this. I felt so good. I miss my parents, my friends, my country, and everyone understands that it's not easy for me to adjust here but I am trying my best and with Khala, Khalu, and Aqib’s support It is even easier for me to adjust here. I am lucky to have them. Couldn't be thankful anymore, Alhamdulillah.

We came back soon that day in the evening because we had to go for dinner.

I was choosing a dress. Selecting an outfit is not a big problem for me. But
I don't know why I always get confused while choosing a dress on special occasions. Meanwhile, he entered the room holding his files. He just came from the office.

"Asalam o Alaikum" he said and adjusted himself on the Couch.

"Wa'alaikum Asalam!" I replied and passed him a smile.

"Kaisa raha apka din?" I sit in front of him.

"Sahi tha wohi meetings, dealings, etc." He replied with a smile.

"Aap thakey hue lag rahe hn Aaj" I said.

"Nahi I am fine. Aap bataein kaisa raha aapka din?" He asked and a wide smile crept on my face.

" Bohat Acha" I was excited.

"Iska Matlab bohat enjoy kiya ha aapne" He asked smiling.

"Han . Mujhe sab bohat acha laga Aapko bhi ana chahiye tha" I said.

"Hahaha kash! Apko to pata ha Aaj kal kiya horaha ha mere office mein. Mene darmyan mein free time mein socha tha k Ajau ga sab ko surprise du ga magar Us waqt mujhe khud Surprise mil gya, urgent meeting aagyi thi. Kuch foreigners clients agye they meeting k liye is liye nahi Asaka"  he replied with a smile.

"Oh! To iska matlab bohat busy they Aap. khair koi baat nahi phir kabhi sahi" I said and smile.

"Acha Aaj kiya pehen rahi hn aap?" He asked.

"Kuch samajh nahi araha mujhe" I replied.

"Larkiyo k masail." He said and laughed.

"Nahi mere aise koi typical masail nahin hn bas kabhi kabhi kuch khas events jaisey koi interview ya kahi invited hn to confuse hojati hn k kiya pehnu" I replied honestly. And I think it happens with most of the girls.  The dress selection is a huge problem for many of the girls. Your dressing sense reflects your personality so no compromise on it.

"Han mujhe pata ha larkiya kis hadd tak apki dressing se inspired hn" He said smiling.

"Kiu aap bhi impressed hn?" This slipped from my mouth in flow.

Hold your tongue Abbiya.

"Han. Apko pasand karne ki ye bhi aik waja ha k Apki dressing sense bohat achi hoti ha or sabsey achi baat Ap hmesha cover rakhti hn khudko." He confessed while smiling and a tint of pink colour spread on my cheek.

"Thanks" I managed to say and he smiled.

"Your welcome! Hmm, mein Aapki confusion door krdeta hn" He said and went towards his closet and bring a shopping bag.

"Ye pehen lein" He handed me that shopping bag. I opened the packing and took out the dress. It was plain white colour trousers and kurti with peach colour Long embroidered net shrug. Paired with a white hijab. The dress was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Khoobsurat ha na?" He asked smiling.

"Han bohat khoobsurat ha Thank you" I replied with a smile.

"Mein change kr atin hn" I said and left. After taking a shower I changed myself into that beautiful dress.  I entered in the room Aqib was doing something on his Laptop.

"Mujhe pata tha ye Dress Ap pe bohat acha lagega...bohat khoobsurat lag rae hn Aap" He said with a smile.

"Thank you Aqib" I said with a wide smile.

" Your welcome..Mein bhi change kr k ata hn late na hojaye" he said and turned off his laptop. He stopped by me for a while as he was going to the dressing room. He looked at me smiled. I too pass him a smile and stole my gaze. He left. I applied Mascara, Kajal , thin eyeliner, and painted my lips with light peach lipstick. After wearing Hijab and off course white stiletto heels. I was finally ready I adjusted myself in the couch. Finally, Aqib was in the room wearing a white colour shirt and black jeans paired with a black blazer.

"Acha lag raha hn na?" He said passing me a lethal smile and I nodded in yes. Then we both left the room.

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