Aleena's POV

As we entered Bahria town, I just unable to hold me emotions.Khala's House is near and so do my family.... I know , I will have to face friendly interogation from my family and relatives. You know , the relatives in Pakistan or more like a family. They ask random questions , those are just lame as shit but no one mind those questions. Just Pakistani thing!!!!

We are at the door of my Khala's place. I dont know , how to act right now. Because Im going to meet my fam after a long dramatic year, in my khala's House, along with Daniyal Hassan. It will be rather awkward for me that a guy especially ., the famous model/actor/singer is fetching me to my family. I mean ,my family is not conservative or restricted one that does not allow their daughters and sisters to live their own life rather than captured life. Pakistan is full of those people whose are actually working to forward the essence of Women rights in Islam. My family is one of those , who is the living example of it.

Anyway , I ringed the door. My heart is beating ravishly inside my chest. Im pretty sure that if anyone would come closer to me, could hear the madness of heart. oh my crazy little heart, calm down a bit.

'Who's there ?' I heard Hina saying it from the roof of the house. She loves being there in winters.
"Its Aleena ,open the door." When Daniyal realized my spiritual absence at the moment he replied.

"OMG !!!! DANIYAL HASSAN..... OMG OMG ." Hina painced . Have I mentioned that she is a hardcore fan of him? She is so much into Daniyal but in a positive way. " Im coming , Dont you dare to escape. " She said while pointing her finger to us along with assembling her hair .

"Ohk-kay girl, We will be right here." Daniyal said with a pout.

" Umm dont mind. She is a fan of you. I mean a real fan. She will behave stupid around you , so just pardon her and I. Because I'll be the reason behind all of it." I said while not making any eye contact with him. My eyes are locked at the gate.

"I would love to be a part all of it , all of my life. " He smiled like never before. His words disconnected my gaze at the gate.

"A......" I just opened my mouth to answer him right than Hina opened the door.

"OMG!OMG! OMG! DANIYAL HASSAN! OMG!"hina actually blurted our ears while bouncing like a mad ball on a poor wooden floor.

" Breath..hina. Take a deep breath." I said while hugging her, she hugged back.

"OMG, is he real? I meant is he really here?" She.asked me without taking away her eyes from him.

" Yes Hina. Im here for real. And guess what we will meet each more often by now because your cousin's friend ." He actually looked at me while pronouncing our never-said-friendship. His stare made me blush infront of Hina but she was actually amazed by the fact that he knew her name. Hina is a sweet teenager. She is studying English Literature in High school. She literally wants to be a writer but more of it she wants to be a Educational Minster , So that she can change syllbus which is against Islam. She is annoyed by the fact that in Pakistan, we have to study few things which are totally prohibated in Islam. I wish my baby sister all the best for her only Dream in her life.

"OMG HE KNOWS MY NAME. ALEENA HE KNOWS MY NAME. " Exictement again made to her to jump on her wooden floor . " How on earth he knows my name?" She whisphered the last part to me. I shaked her shoulders. " Can we come inside Hina?"

She looked a little ashamed and asked us to come inside ." Please come inside. Im just so silly. Why am I so silly?"  .She whisphered the last part to me but Im sure Daniyal heard it all as he tries to stop his giggles behind his hand. As we entered the house , My parents and brother rushed towards me. Mama is actually crying.Ofcouse the tears of joy and happiness. Typical Pakistani mother!

"AssalamoAlikum . Baba , how are you?" I greeted my father as I saw him coming near to me. Daniyal is standing exactly behind me.

" Walkiumoassalam my brave bacha (Daughter). Im fine infact in your language , Im awesome." he said the last pointing Hamza and I , while hugging me..

" Baba , I missed you so much. Why didnt you guys let me know about your trip to Islamabad? I was so worried when I reached."

" I called you, messaged you like crazy. But your phone was off. Where were you little sista?" Hamza complained while making my hair messy.

" Stop it Hamza , they already are messed up. And I was planning a suriprize for you people but you guys had surprized me." I also complained , making a small pout.

" Aww my little sista who is actually a nigga of our house got scared . Aww my poor baby." Hamza is trying hard to make a fight but man look behind mw who is standing.

" Stop it Hamza. Dont do it. Come here meri pyari beti( My beautiful daughter." Finally My mom rescued me.

" Mama , I missed you so much. Make me Alu ka paratha. No one can make Alu ka paratha like yours. P.s Im hungry too."  The whole family laughed at my complaining and being hungery all the time. Everyone greets Daniyal and thanked him warmly. My baba even asked him to stay for long so that my family can thank him well for protecting me. Hamza even invited him for a cricket match , which he and my cousin setted out. He could not stay her for long as he has some shoots but he promised to play a match.

" Thank you again Daniyal. You owe us for protecting Aleena. " Baba said while Daniyal was about to leave.

" Dont say that Uncle , it was my duty and it will be . I'd love to protect her...." He paused and may be than he realised that he is my father and he cant confess his love for his daughter like this. He added" b-because he is Palwasha's friend. " he looked at me , smiling , trying to hide his embarrasment but I got you Daniyal Hassan. I narrowed my eyes in reply. He smirked like he won the world cup cricket match against India.

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He left after saying goodbye to everyone and invited verbally my family to Illma's nikkah. I could not thank him enough for forgiving me for my rude words.

I was in my room , thinking to change my dress , i received a text from unknown number.

'Im already missing you. Hope to see you soon .

Daniyal....'

I smiled at the text .. 

'Thank you for dropping me save and sound to my family.'

Just after few seconds , I received another one.

'You dont need to thank me . I have to protect my Angel.Cant wait to see you at match.'

Angel"!!! My Goodness! No one ever said this to me. Why is saying that.

'First of all you know Angels are hard to find and secondly You can't have Angels. So I think , this is a signal for to stop before even start.'

I waited for his reply. I have to admit that Im.waiting for his replies like never before in my life for anyone. Even seconds felt like hours.

' We all have our Angel sitting on our shoulders. Im lucky enough to catch one in reality and Im not letting my Angel go away from me. That is a promise.'

I smiled like a little kid , who is just getting her cotton candy.Oh my goodness. I want cotton candy now!

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I know , its a short chapter but guys trust me im busy these days. Ps This is Ramadan. We Muslims fast on this Holy month. We ara abstain to eat or drink from dawn to evening and we pray alot in this holy month. So please understand.

Love you all my folks.

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