The messenger of Allah (pbuh) said: "The best of you are those who are best to their families, and I am the best of you to my family."

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At Office:

Inaraah's p.o.v

Monday was and always will be the most annoying day. I rushed into the office since I was half an hour late. The morning incident kept on repeating on my mind making me more irritated.

As I entered the office the atmosphere was completely different. Everyone is chilling out as if we are on summer break. Boys were busy gossiping while the girls were baking their face. Yeah getting dolled up, Allah knows why.

As soon as I spotted Shreya she came to me and engulfed me in a hug. She was beaming with joy. However I was busy thinking the reason behind these peoples mood. Am I forgetting something? I was curious to know the reason behind her smile.

"What's so special today Shreya?" Why are you so happy and why all are chilling out in the working hours?" I asked her.

She was squealing with excitement and replied with so much enthusiasm, "Inaraah today boss's youngest son Alhaan is going to join the office."

Ohhh! So this is the reason why all girls are busy baking their face. Silly girls!!!

I never met Alhaan sir since he was in London from past two years. He left before I joined this office. I heard about him from my colleagues mostly from girls. I don't understand how can someone have crush on their boss. These girls are all set to impress him as if he is going to propose them for marriage.

Everyone stood in their respective places when Rahman sir entered the office followed by his sons. Azaan Bhai was busy talking to someone. Maybe he is Alhaan sir. Rahman sir cleared his throat to grab everyone's attention.

"Good morning everyone," Sir said and we all greeted him back. He is a humble and generous person I have met so far. I have never seen him shouting or yelling at anyone. He is always patient and understand the situation before reacting. He treats everyone equally and always say that we all are his second family. These small things about him makes me respect him even more.

He asked Alhaan sir to come forward. He did as he said and then sir introduced him, "So I guess everyone is aware that Alhaan is my youngest son." We all gave a nod and he continued, "I'm very happy to inform you all that Alhaan is joining us back after two years."

Everyone was happy specially girls who were beaming with joy and blushing. I rolled my eyes at them and again look at sir but my eyes met with Alhaan sir.

He was looking at me which made me uncomfortable. Sensing my discomfort he immediately looked away making me sigh in relief.

I was composing myself when Rahman sir said something which made my eyes wide and my senses blocked. "From today Alhaan will be dealing with the software development and graphic designing. And Azaan will be dealing with the project management."

After few seconds I tried to process everything and looked up at Azaan Bhai. I was staring at him as if requesting, accusing and scolding him at the same time.

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Alhaan's p.o.v.

Gatwick airport:

I was sitting at Gatwick airport waiting eagerly for the announcement of my flight but it was taking like forever. I am so happy as I will be returning back to my home my country after two long years. A feeling of euphoria washed over my senses with the thought of being with my family tomorrow. I love my family more than anything else in this world but I learnt their value after coming to London.

These two years were nothing less than a punishment. It was as if a kid sent to boarding school. I never wanted to leave my parents and come to London but my past mistakes didn't let me stay there. I thought a new place will bring out a new person in me and also make me a better Muslim. The guilt of my past mistakes was so much that it started suffocating me and London seemed a better escape from it.

I pushed those thoughts away when I heard an announcement. I made my way towards departure to board my flight. After making myself comfortable on my seat, I thought More 13 hours and I will be with my family. I already offered two rakath of safar salah(offered when one is traveling)before leaving my apartment and recited the dua one should recite during traveling.

اللَّهُ أكبَرُ، اللَّهُ أكبَرُ، اللَّهُ أكبَرُ، سُـبْحانَ الَّذِي

سَخَّـرَ لَنَا هَذَا وَمَا كُنَّا لَهُ مُقْـرِنيِنَ، وَإِنَّا إِلَى رَبِّنَا

لَمُنْقَلِبونَ، اللَّهُمَّ إِنَّا نَسْأَلُكَ فِي سَفَرِنَا هَذَا الْبِرَّ

وَالتَّـقْوَى، وَمِنَ الْعَمَلِ مَا تَرْضَى، اللَّهُمَّ هَوِّنْ

عَلَيْنَا سَفَرَنَا هَذَا وَاطْوِ عَنَّا بُعْدَهُ، اللَّهُمَّ أَنْتَ

الصَّاحِبُ فِي السَّفَرِ، وَالْخَلِيفَةُ فِي الأَهْلِ،

اللَّهُمَّ إِنِّي أَعُوذُبِكَ مِنْ وَعْثَاءِ السَّفَرِ، وَكَآبَةِ

الْمَنْظَرِ، وَسُوءِ الْمُنْقَلَبِ فِي الْمالِ وَالأَهْلِ(2)

آيِبُونَ، تَائِبُونَ، عَابِدُونَ، لِرَبِّنَا حَامِدُونَ

Allah is the Most Great. Allah is the Most Great. Allah is the Most Great. Glory is to Him Who has provided this for us though we could never have had it by our efforts. Surely, unto our Lord we are returning. O Allah, we ask You on this our journey for goodness and piety, and for works that are pleasing to You. O Allah , lighten this journey for us and make its distance easy for us. O Allah, You are our Companion on the road and the One in Whose care we leave our family. O Allah, I seek refuge in You from this journey's hardships, and from the wicked sights in store and from finding our family and property in misfortune upon returning.(1)Upon returning recite the same and adding: "We return repentant to our Lord, worshiping our Lord, and praising our Lord".(2)

I was thinking about my family throughout the journey. How Mamma and Abbu loves and support me in everything, how Faizan Bhai pamper me and Azaan Bhai tease me. My two beautiful Bhabis who are not less than a sister to me. I always wished to have a sister.

Azaan Bhai still tease me saying that the hospital management misplaced his sister with me. Sometimes it really annoys me when he says I don't belong to them but then again I always counter him saying I am look alike of dad and Faizan Bhai looks more like mamma. And tease him saying he doesn't have similarities with anyone in the family

I smiled at my thoughts remembering our silly fights. Allah has blessed me with an amazing and loving family. I can't thank him enough for the blessings HE bestowed upon me.

RG airport- Hyderabad:

It was 4 of the morning when I reached Hyderabad. After collecting my baggage I came out of the airport. I spotted Faizan Bhai and almost ran to him. He engulfed me in a hug and soon Azaan Bhai jumped on me to join us making it a group hug.

After greeting and loading the bags in the car, we went to a secluded place to offer our Fajr salah. Then we moved out of airport and headed towards home. Happiness is one of the many synonyms to describe my feeling.

Qureshi Mansion:

It was 6.30 when we reached home. I was welcomed by the most beautiful lady of my life my mamma. I greeted her and she hugged me. I felt home in her arms and stayed like that for few seconds. She pulled away from the hug and kissed my forehead. I then hugged Abbu. Only Allah knows how much I missed them. I met my Bhabis and we all settled in the living room.

My mom's face was beaming with happiness which made me even more happy. We were busy talking when Ahana walked in with Ayaan. They squealed seeing me and jumped upon me. I love them so much. Ahana is not less than a princess to us. Our wish to have a girl in the family was fulfilled when she was born. Our happiness had no bounds on her arrival.

Ghazal Bhabi walked in with baby Zeeshan. He looked at me with wide eyes. I opened my arms to carry him but he started crying. He is just one year and even though we use to Skype every week he didn't recognize me.

Mamma asked me to rest for sometime and then join everyone for breakfast, but all my tiredness was long gone when I hugged her. I obeyed her words and move to my room. I entered my room after two long years. How much I missed everything. I freshen up and changed into something comfortable and slept for sometime.

As it was Sunday everyone was at home. I just wanted to spend as much time as I can to compensate for the two years. I played with kids and gave them the gifts I brought from London. In the evening mamma prepared my favourite biryani. C'mon I am a hyderabadi and biryani is love.

After dinner as usual we brothers had our B-time. We discussed about my experience, work and office. I'll be joining office tomorrow. Azaan Bhai started pulling my leg asking about my non existing firangi girlfriend. I played along with him and that's how I spend my time laughing and teasing. Alhamdullilah for such blessings.

Next day:

I was getting ready for office when Faizan Bhai walked in my room and gave me a three piece Armani suit along with a Rolex watch. It was a welcome gift from my brothers. I love them so much. After having breakfast we all headed towards office.

At office:

Everyone was busy in their own world chatting and gossiping. As soon as Abbu entered everyone stood in their places. Abbu greeted them to which all replied. He then asked me to join him and re-introduced me to the staff.

Everyone smiled at me while some girls were busy blushing. I can never understand these girls. I averted my gaze from them but one girl in the corner caught my attention. She was dressed in a cream and black dress with a black scarf neatly pinned covering her hair. I have never seen any girl in Hijab in the office but it felt good to see a hijabi girl.

I was amused when she rolled her eyes on the girls who were blushing seeing me. She again looked in our direction,that's when her eyes met mine. For a second everything around us paused. I quickly averted my gaze scolding myself for making her conscious.

Abbu made an announcement regarding my work. "From today Alhaan will be dealing with the software development and graphic designing. And Azaan will be dealing with the project management." I don't know why but I again looked at her whose eyes went wide and she froze at her place. After few seconds she looked at Azaan Bhai more like glaring at him. I didn't understand what was going on. I was in my own thoughts when Abbu asked me to accompany him in his cabin.

As we entered the cabin, Abbu took his seat and asked me to take a seat as well. He then continued, "Alhaan we will be having a meeting in few minutes where you can meet all the head of departments, managers and other important officials. You can also meet the team who works for software and graphic designing."

I nodded and Abbu said, "Your brother's gave their complete dedication in uplifting this company and making it successful. I hope you will give your equal dedication and work hard."

"I will give my 100% Abbu and try not to disappoint you in any way," I said.

"I am sure you will make me proud both as your boss and father," Abbu said and I just smiled at him. He hugged me and I made my way out of his cabin.

There is a two way entrance to Abbu's cabin. One way lead to the main door and other lead to staff members. I saw Azaan Bhai near the main entrance and made my way towards him that's when I saw the same hijabi girl standing and talking to Bhai.

As I neared them I heard her saying, "Bhai you didn't even inform me about the announcement Sir made today." I was confused as to why she was calling him Bhai. Isn't Bhai her boss?

"Bhai please don't leave the designing department, I want to work under you. Please Bhai please." I frowned at her words. I mean I have spent two freaking years away from my family to gain experience in software and designing and here she is saying she doesn't want to work under me.
Indirectly though. You will have to pay for this Miss Hijabi.

I went and stood near Bhai to join them in the conversation. Her eyes went wide seeing me, she quickly excused herself and made her way towards the office.

I looked at Bhai and he said, "Chote I hope Abbu informed you about the meeting." I gave a nod and asked him about the discussion with Miss Hijabi.
"Oh that! Her name is Inaraah."
Wow! Inaraah, beautiful name.
He continued, "she works under designing department and is very good at it."
Well I'll see how good she is.

I met Tauhid and he hugged me more like choked me. He is my best friend. We did our schooling and even engineering from the same college. We joined here as interns after college. However I left to London after a year and he continued to work for the designing department with Azaan Bhai.

We made our way towards the board room where everyone were already seated. Though I know everyone but they are some new faces like Miss Hijabi. Abbu gave me the details of the new projects we're handling and also introduced the designing team.

Soon everyone left except my team. I asked them about their knowledge and experience in designing. That's when I got to know that the last two successful projects were designed by Miss. Hijabi. Even though whole team worked on it but she was the one who had a major role in making them successful. Woah! I am impressed. She looked uncomfortable when people were discussing about her role in the project success.

But the evil side of me wants to test her and my next words left her shock making her eyes wide, "From today Miss. Inaraah will assist me in all projects, only then I can decide how efficient she is."

This is the third time in a day when her eyes went wide. I controlled myself from laughing at her expression. She was about to interrupt when I dismissed the meeting and made my way outside the board room. This will be fun.