•HAPPINESS IS...
RECEIVING WHAT YOU ORDERED ONLINE.•

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"He's here."

Zawal's face adorned with beautiful lightning smile as she left the living room leaving the trio guest in nervousness.

"Guys let's leave, I'm not ready!" Zamar whispered rubbing his sweaty hands on his pants anxiously biting his lip.

"Shh, we wasn't the one who left without notice, it was him and weren't you the impa-"

"It's him. It's the same Zaviyaar." They heard Zaarnish's voice and froze in their places as Zaryaab froze in middle of his sentence.

They were placed in a position they could clearly see the main door and entrance hallway but they couldn't be viewed likewise.

They saw how Zawal threw her hands around Zaviyaar's neck and hugged him tightly to which he glady returned.

The trio eyes widen as they saw Zawal kissing Zaviyaar's cheek while Zaviyaar kissed her forehead with his arm around her shoulder.

"Who's here? Who's jacket is this? I don't remember buying you one in black from the men section."

Zaviyaar frowned and raised an eyebrow when Zawal mentioned to him about the guest in their living room.

They rarely expected guest at their home, ever since their parents expired, they were no more guest at their doorstep except Zaira, and her family.

"Get me water till that I'll meet the guest." Empathising on guest, he kissed his sister's hijab cladded head and walked in living room.

Unaware and Unknown of the fact that a part of his life is waiting there, for him.

Zaviyaar walked in with his black tux jacket hung in his arm and few buttons on top undone, which he did on his way to the living room.

He let his hand run in his hair subconsciously and froze at the entrance of the living room, his hands still in his hair.

Mouth agape and eyes wide at the sight of familiar trio, specifically two.

He blinking his eyes to push back those traitor tears and took few steps further only to be punched square at jaw and also ended up with a bleeding nose.

Zaviyaar chuckled to himself as he held his bleeding nose, soon tissues was thrown at his face and was pulled into a tight secure hug.

Zamar and Zaaryab held back their tears at the sight of their beloved kamina best friend, who left them at the middle of the night without any notice.

Without completing his degree.

Zaarnish was capturing all of the reunion scene, they were slight tears at corner of her eyes too, she couldn't care less.

As if on the cue Zawal entered the living room a glass of water in her hand but stopped and gazed the trio hug in confuse.

She saw how her brother held those two guest of hers in a tight secure grip as if he's life depends on it.

Zaarnish patted the seat next to her and motioned Zawal to come, have a seat and enjoy the reunion drama, which Zawal gladly obeyed and sat on Zaryaab's seat.

Zamar broke the hug and pushed Zaviyaar's shoulder as he blinked back his tears and sat back to his seat.

"Get first aid for your brother." Zamar muttered to Zawal, who gasped as she saw Zaviyaar dabbing a tissue at his nose with a smile on his face. 'Brother‐' He didn't realised he cleared his own doubt unknowingly listening to his heart.

Zaviyaar took a seat beside Zamar's sofa and smiled at politely Zaarnish and wiggled his eyebrows at her indicating Zaryaab while Zawal ran and got the first aid.

"Kutta!"

"Kamina!"

"Yaar, Mai-"

"Chup reh! Dhokebaaz Aashiq kahika!"
(Shut up, You deceitful lover!)

Zamar fired back along with Zaryaab at Zaviyaar, who held his head in his hands.

Zaarnish waved her hand with a wink to Zawal, when she saw her offensive frown adorned face and signalled her again to take a seat beside her.

"I had reasons guys!"

"Reasons? Haan.. You must have I know that, he knows that! But what it was the reason? You should have at least informed us!"

"Yeah! You just left our dorm room at the middle of the night! You would have at least wake us up.

If you thought that would bother us, you're wrong, because worrying about you is all we did... And prayed obviously!"

Zaviyaar closed his eyes as he knew he's best friends are right, they deserve explanation of his sudden absence and disappearance from their lives.

They, deserve much more than an explanation.

"You could have at least left a note for us, we asked the university headminster, he said you just left for your country for few days.

Said you'll be back but you never was." Zamar said with softly whispered the last words sounding like a child, they wouldn't even hear if the silence wasn't much.

Zamar and Zaryaab gazed over Zaviyaar, their best friend, waiting for a explanation, they knew he has, their heart screams there's a story behind.

"Okay! It was 3:45 am in Toronto and 8:45 am here in England, all way back to Toronto.

I got a call from the city hospital of England with a news of sudden d-death of our parents in an accident, they were returning from a one day trip.

Zawal, my sister, was left behind at our neighbour, who was a widow and a really good family friend of us.

What would you feel and do when you get a call at midnight blasting the news of sudden death of your parents?

Shock, Panic, Mourn over the loss and then, bring yourself strong for your teenage sister, no matter how already broken you're!

That was exactly something I did! Booked the first ticket to England and flew away in the middle of the night over the news.

All I was worried about Zawal, she was a teenager! I was 20! She was 17, she needed me as much as I needed her ,we lost our parents.

I needed someone to support me, encourage me, tell me that's how life works, one enters when another leaves, nothing is permanent.

Even souls are temporary along with everything in this toxic world which is nothing but delusion.

I knew, those someone could be you guys, but I wasn't in a state to gather everything around. I'm Sorry.

I thought, I could get Zawal there in Canada with me and settled down but Baba's company dragged me back and I didn't want to shift the company.

I drop my studies midway from University of Toronto and transfered in University College London in England to complete my degree whilst taking over the company.

I tried my best to give Zawal everything she wish for, provide all of the father and mother love she deserved but I know I still lack somewhere and left all social medias which personally connects me around the world.

Became a father to my sister cause she's was more close to Baba than Mum while she completed her duties as a sister.

Would make sure I'm happy, lively as cheerful as she is even though she knows my heart feels peace when she's happy and content.

I missed you guys, I also missed Zaira, I missed you all so much that..Uh.. Um.. I kept tabs on you guys, to know you all are doing good in your lives and I must say, these six years did something good in you guys huh."

Zaviyaar wiped the tears at bay of his eyes and smiled at his best friends, who were just staring at him with jaw dropped shock and what not.

Zaarnish gave a side hug to Zawal who was on a verge of tears but brought up a assuring smile wiping her tears. Zamar and Zaryaab again pulled Zaviyaar into a hug and the trio homies closed their eyes, absorbing the peace they found in a hug.

"Enough of Bromance guys!" Zaarnish squeaked to lighten the atmosphere and glady captured all of it.

They chuckled wiping their light tears and just stared at Zaviyaar, his eyes showcased the pain in his heart.

"You said you had tab on us, you didn't knew we're coming here?" Zamar asked once they did a small dua for their late parents.

"Nah, I lost the track since few months, company wasn't doing good enough and I was quite focused on that, I didn't have any idea you guys will be shifting here? Or is it a vacation?"

"We somehow completed our university without you and my dad wanted me to have some experience before I takeover his company.

So as an intern I worked for a normal industries for 3-4 years for experience and finally took the company.

Then sended a proposal to Zaarnish and they glady accepted it, We wanted to start our new life in another country.

As my parents already left for their home country and Zaarnish suggested England. So here we're now!

And Zamar tagged along saying I won't be coming either once I leave, so he shifted his company here, mere begair reh hi nai sakta na."
(He can't live without me.)

Zamar snorted at Zaryaab's comment and rolled his eyes and punched Zaryaab's shoulder, quite hard that he received one too.

Both sat rubbing their arms and muttering incoherent words while Zaviyaar laughed at them, and soon was gifted with one too.

"Aye! Mai kyu? kamine!"
(Why Me? Bastard!)

"Tu bach gaya tha na."
(You were spared alone.)
Zamar cheekily said and smirk right after with Zaryaab.

"Logo shadiiii bhi karliii huh!"
(Someone's got married, eh!)
Zaviyaar said wiggling his eyebrows at couple.

A blush crept up Zaarnish's cheeks and tinge of red at tip of Zaryaab's ears turning them into an adorable couple.

"Haan! Aur mere shadi ki Biryaani bhi nai khayi tune!"
(Yes!  And didn't even have my wedding biryani.)

Zaryaab said huffing like a child with made Zaviyaar smirk at him while Zamar rose his eyebrow at his smirk.

"Sunset, you remember I took with me for a business trip and we attended a wedding." Zaviyaar said biting his lower lip to control his laugh.

Zawal eyes widen at realisation as she nodded her head at her brother, ignoring the jaw dropping reaction of their guest.

"Yeah you remember? It was his wedding."

"That absurd! How's that even possible! How come we didn't see you or wait does that also mean you saw us?" Zamar asked as jumped in his place before composing himself.

"Turtleneck tuxedos are really your thing Zamar specially in navy blue, Dang Bro!"

Zamar's chin hung low at Zaviyaar's surprising words, his attention was grabbed a loud gasp heard in the room.

"Navy blue tux with white turtleneck sweater beneath it! Is that the person you are talking about?" Zawal said with eyes wide as she stared a frown adorned Zaviyaar.

"Yes?"

Her hand flew to her chest before she quickly ran to the charging slot beside television and fetched out her phone from the pin and paced back to her seat.

Everyone confusingly gazed at Zawal as she hastily scrolled and finally clicked on her screen before turning her phone screen towards them.

It was her.

White hijab wrapped around her head stylishly in a way that viewed the white turtleneck sweater beneath her navy blue tux.

"Brave! Is This What Outfit You're Talking About?" Zawal enquired referring Brave to Zaviyaat, who slowly nodded at her.

"Remember I said you there's a hidden inspiration behind this outfit, that was it."

Clicking on another picture as what they guessed, she again held out the screen for them to scan.

It was picture, and surprisingly it was Zamar's.

"When did you clicked this?"

"Brave, Do you also remember that wedding day, you left me in parking lot and commanded to wait for you in the car till you're back saying you didn't greet the groom?

Yeah! You left me and locked the car, I was taking pictures until I wait for you and then suddenly a car pulled up beside our slot and stepped out this guy from driving seat.

He had a frown in his face when he stepped out as his eyes were stuck down to his phone screen, he stood there for a while and the pole light directly fell upon his face, not clearly but yeah.

I paused my photo session and clicked a picture of him. I'm Sorry, I couldn't resist that turtleneck tux with that moonlight glistening on his face.

The face isn't cleeeearly visible but is that you?"

Zamar just blinked at Zawal in surprise and affirmation as she ranted all that.

Zaarnish dramatic awed gasp fell upon the room silence as then guys just stared her in utter surprise and shock.

"It's you! Wow! You're even more pretty cute in a person." Zawal mumbled followed by a chuckled to herself while she refresh her phone.

Her mumble was loud enough for everyone to hear, even her brother and also the person she referred pretty.

Zaviyaar had his eyebrow raised at his sister, who awkwardly yet sheepishly smiled at him whereas Zamar jaw hung low for the nth time in a day.

The couple stopped themselves from mischievously hooting and rather laughed silently.

"Pretty Cute? Seriously? I guess you didn't learn the difference between Hot, Sexy and Pretty, Cute, Aha! I'm offended, I'm truly offended."

They all rolled their own pair of beautiful eyes at the dramatic Zamar who had his hands held up as he was offended.

"Ignore him, tell me how come we didn't spot you in my wedding?" Zaryaab enquired Zaviyaar ignoring the huff-ed Zamar, leaving the girls to laugh at him.

"Mere Yaar ke shadi ki Biryaani thi, kaise chodta?
(My friend had a wedding biryani, how could I not dig in?)

I sneaked with Zawal in the dining section and I made sure none of you are present there.

When my heart was completely satisfied with your sight as a groom, I looked for Zamar and I didn't get him so I decided to leave as Zawal was alone in the car, in new city for her.

That's where I spotted Zamar, at the entrance while I was exiting.
I don't think Zamar saw me though I passed by right beside him.

As Zawal said, his head was digged in his phone, I wonder what he was going through.

Also don't ask me why didn't I meet you guys because honestly I don't have any answers, I really don't nor I was ready to face you guys."

Zaryaab and Zamar nodded in understanding followed by Zamar playfully punching Zaviyaar's arm.

"You really know how to hide details, if you what I'm talking about." Zamar said winking at Zaviyaar while the trio best friend shared a secret glance between them.

Well, a threatening glare from Zaviyaar to Zamar and Zaryaab, who was about to say something but his wife bugged in.

"No more questions guys! What is this? An interview? Zawal and Zaviyaar also Zamar, you guys are invited for lunch and dinner at our pent house tomorrow.

Be on time, no arguments or reasons are accepted, it's a clear order. You've to be there, that's it final!.... Please."

All stood up and chuckled at Zaarnish's invite announcement and assured her to be there on time.

"We'll leave I guess, ajja kal time par, aur tu bhi, Mars."
(Be there tomorrow and Mars, you better tag along.)
Zaryaab said, his arm threw over Zamar's shoulder, who shrugged in reply.

"Tu nai bhi bulata, toh mai ajata."
(I would have been there even if you didn't invite me.)

"Kamine insaan. Well, I'll leave too I've a short meeting, also Sunset be ready on time till I'm back." Zaviyaar said giving a side hug to his sister and a bro hug to his best friends.

"Tell me the truth, you were happy when we find out Zawal is his sister, not wife." Zaryaab said to Zamar once they were in elevator, Zaviyaar already left before them.

"Huh, you wish. I'm still not over Zenia."

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"Didn't you already received an order at 11 in the morning? It's 5 in the evening, how much do you order, huh?"

"I already said, I'm a lifestyle blogger but that's nothing to do with you, just do your work with deliveries, you delivery guy."

"Even though I 'already' said, I'll repeat it again for the nth time, I'm Not The Delivery Guy!"

"Oh, Trust me, you're The Delivery Guy!"

Zamar groaned and passed another parcel of the day to Zawal, who grinned and hug the parcel, the graceful grin that unknowingly brighten his mood.

"Why are your parcels and orders shipped at my flat address?" Zamar question with hands on his waist with a frown adorned his tilted face.

"Maybe because I mistakenly filled up your flat number instead of mine at the address."

"You better change cause I'm not gonna receive any next time, those deliveries literally boils my blood, this is the second time, he woke me up with those irritating door bells!"

"It irritates you?"

"Of course it does, who delivers orders at 10-11 in the morning!"

"I know right? I woke up at 8, waiting for the order."

"Huh? Anyways, change the address to it's actual, it really irks me."

"It really irks you?" Zawal asked looking straight in his smokey grey eyes with a mischievous glint in her own amber eyes.

Zamar lazily nodded, its not even a day he met her, she's already driving him crazy with those mesmerising orbs.

"Wallahi, it does."

"If that irks you, there's going to be zero change in address! You're The Delivery Guy for me."

He sighed in helplessness as she shut the door on his charming face with a wide bright grin on her devilish angel features.

"It's not even day one since I shifted here, looks like I've no other choice than being

"The Delivery Guy."

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ZAMAR × ZAWAL

ZAVIYAAR - ZAWAL'S BROTHER.

ZARYAAB - ZAMAR AND ZAVIYAAR'S BEST FRIEND.

ZAARNISH - ZARYAAB'S SPOUSE!

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A little confusing chapter and a short one, Ik Ik.
Next chapter might a little more buut! Not much.

Pro Tip : Keep in mind, it's Fiction! It's Lihagical!

-MaLiha Mirza.