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Zara looked at herself in the mirror. Her beautiful warm brown eyes shining in the daylight as she gazed at her reflection. Dolled up in a deep red Salwar kameez, her duppata draped over her shoulder. Her open hair, styled in loose curls swayed at it's own accord. She applied her lipstick and twirled, her cheeks flushing with a rosy hue as she looked at herself.

Main achi toh lag rahi hoon na?

Zara asked to herself looking at her reflection, her fingers twisting into the fabric of her kameez nervously.

Her eyes widened, a gasp escaping her lips, her hand moving up to her cheek, her hand cupped the pimple on her upper cheek with a light touch.

What The Hell!!!

Zara cried out, crossing her arms across her chest.

Iss pimple ko bhi abhi aana tha...

Zara cried out and pouted, kicking her foot on the floor in sheer frustration.

Her hands clenching and unclenching at her sides, her heartbeats quickened as a wave of nervousness washed over her.

Kabir ko main khoobsoorat toh lagungi na?

Zara asked to herself looking at her reflection in the piece of glass, her heart skipping a beat as the rozy hue on her cheeks deepened. She twirled around smiling at the mare thought of him.

Zara bibi.

Feena knocked the door.

Zara stopped with a jerk, her feet trembled and she was about to fall but stabled herself. She took a deep breath trying to control her racing heartbeats and she adjusted her dupatta. She took another deep breath and walked towards the door and opened the door.

Zara bula lein mujhe feena aunty.

Zara said smiling softly. Feena smiled hearing her as her heart warmed.

Koshish karungi bibi.

Feena said in a feeble voice. Zara nodded her head in positive with a smile. She reached out and gently held Feena,s shoulder.

Agar aap mujhe naam se bulayengi na toh mujhe bahot khushi hogi.

Zara spoke, her voice soft as a feather. Feena nodded her head in positive.

Woh khana chakh lijiye aa ker.

Feena said smiling softly. Noor smiled back nodding her head in positive.

Main aati hoon Feena aunty.

Zaara spoke, adjusting her duppata once more and walked out closing the door behind her.

Sab taiyaar hai Kya?

Zubaida begum asked entering inside the kitchen with undeniable grace.

Ji Ammi jaan, biryani taiyar hai, kheer taiyar hai. Aur main kabab bana rahi hoon.

Zara spoke softly. Zubaida begum,s eyes twinkled with happiness as she watched Zara with motherly affection.

Kabab tum bana rahi ho?

Zubaida begum asked, her voice filled with amusement but soon a knowing smile spread across her face.

Zara cleared her throat, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

Woh Kabir ko mere hath ke kabab pasand hain na toh...

Zara stopped feeling her breath hitch in her throat.

Zubaida begum nodded with a knowing smile on her face.

Pata hai. Bachpan se jab bhi tum kabab banati thi woh tumhare paas counter per beith jata hai aur tumhein jaldi kerne ko kehta rehta tha.

Zubaida begum said and laughed at the end remembering the memory.

Zara also chuckled, her mind traveling back to the fond memory.

Jaldi karo na Malika...

Bas ho gaya badshah.

Zara shook her head forcing herself out of the memories and nodded her head in positive at Zubaida begum.

Zubaida begum gently held her hand, letting out a small sigh.

Maine Kabir ke liye tumhein chunn ker koi galti nahin ki.

Zubaida begum spoke, her voice quivering with emotion as she met Zara,s gaze.

Ammi jaan.

Zara gently cradled the old women's cheek wiping the lone tear from her eye which was about to escape.

Zubaida begum breathed shakily, she gulped the lump that formed in her throat.

Zara humare sath chalo.

Zubaida begum said gently holding Zara,s hand as she guided her out from the kitchen. Zara gasped taking long strides trying to keep up with Zubaida begum,s pace.

Kya hua hai Ammi jaan

Zara asked following Zubaida begum, her eyes clouded with worry as she noticed the tension etched on Zubaida begum,s face.

Zara ek sawal karun beta?

Zubaida begum asked after she stopped and faced her.

Zubaida ammi. Aap ko maa manti hoon main. Aap be jhijhak sawal kijiye.

Zara spoke gently caressing Zubaida begum,s hands in order to ease her worries.

Zubaida begum sighed heavily, tension etched across her features as she voiced out her question.

M se mohabbat kerti ho?

Zara gazed at Zubaida begum, her eyes widening slightly as her mind raced to process Zubaida begum,s question. Zara had loved Kabir since childhood and Zubaida begum was clearly aware of it so why was she asking this question now?

However Zara took a deep breath and met Zubaida begum,s eyes as she responded, her voice filled with sincarity.

Ji Ammi. Main Kabir se bahot mohabbat kerti hoon.

Zara,s declaration hung in the air. The sincarity in her words warmed Zubaida begum,s heart and she smiled with motherly love at her

Zara watched as Zubaida begum,s expressions softened hearing her and a smile  started playing on her lips.

Kya hua Ammi jaan?

Zara asked worriedly, her hand reaching out to hold Zubaida begum,s shoulder but she stopped hearing Feena.

Khan aa gaye hain.

Feena announced. Zara and Zubaida begum hurried towards the gates. Zara stopped at the doorstep, her heart pounding wildly in her chest, her eyes shining with a blend of love and nervous anticipation.

She watched as he stepped out of the car. He was dressed up in a black Salwar kameez, a shawl dropped across his frame as he walked towards them, his deep hazel orbs shinning in the daylight.  His well kept beard adding another level of charm in his glory. Her heart skipped a beat the moment their eyes met.

Ammi jaan.

Kabir spoke, his husky voice reaching her ears making her cheeks turn warm.

Mera sher beta.

Zubaida begum gushed embracing him in a tight hug. Zara smiled at the reunion feeling her eyes well up with a delicate sheen of tears as she felt her heart swell with a mixture of emotions.

Malika.

He spoke, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he reached out and gently hit the back of her head.

Sheitaan.

She mused. Her eyes shining with mock irritation.

Mere liye kabab banaye?

He asked, his eyes shining with excitement. Zara bit back the smile that was threatening to break out on her face. She remembered the night, his father had passed away and he had cried out loud missing his father and thinking that now he has to give up on his dreams. The way he had cried in front of her for his baba and his dreams. Her heart ached remembering the memory. She blinked her eyes at him trying to brush off the memory.

Nahin banaye hain.

Zara said, a hint of playfulness evident in her tone.

Chal jhoothi. I can smell the mixture of kabab.

He said with a wink knowing full well that she's lying.

She laughed, a sound warm and hearty, dancing in the air as she spoke, her voice filled with tenderness.

Chalo kya yaad rakhoge.

She smacked his arm rather playfully.

Laati hoon.

She added dramatically.

He rolled his eyes hearing her.

Dramebaz kahin ki.

He murmured but Zara heard it.

Kya kaha?

She asked, her eyes wide in mock anger.

Kuch nahin.

He said with a tight lipped smile.

That's better.

She said in a bossy tone.

Aur haan. Kabab ready hone mein time hai abhi.

She added with a playful smile and walked back to the kitchen draping the duppata over her head.

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