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Dragons...

Heres a new chap! 

Sorry for not replying to ur comments on last chap... Actually i don't gave a cell nowadays... Im updating from DJ's phone...  And i must say updating from web is frustating... Ill surely reply when i get mine back!

P.s DJ is my DadiJaan aka granny! 😜

Not edited! I don't even know how itd look after publishing... Plx bare with me... 

And who don't wanna bare, u have no option folks! 😉😉

"Taptaptaptaptap"

Mr.khan placed his foot on mine under the table..

"Stop tapping ur feet" he whispered in my ears..

"I've seen him somewhere somewhere somewhere... But where?"

I just don't know but his face seems so..  Seem?

"what r u mumbling" Mr. Khan whispered again..

"Mr.khan stop whispering in my ear, it tickles" i whispered back..

I looked up and stole a glance at this Imran guy who looked at me  and I looked back at my plate..

Oops got caught!

After the last night Civil war with him.. He being iron man & me being captain america... Or vice versa, as u all wish..

"Stop playing with ur food & eat"

Can anyone hand me a duct tape please? I want it on my dearest husband's mouth... Im trying to think here & he's disturbing me. 

I couldn't see this in ran guy's face yesterday, u all know that but today, he showed up at the breakfast with a checkered muffler around his face .. U saw that from the kitchen island and as if a cue to hide mine, i draped the end of my dupatta as a veil...

Two can play a game u know...

"You two stop being kids and open that" my very own husband said that!

"Why? Dont thief cover their face?" He teased me...

"So does Ninja's" i stated..

"U r not a thief imran & u r not a ninja Amna.. So remove it"

"Fine"we both muttered and unveiled.

"I already had two kids in this house now i have three!" I rolled my a eyes at Mr.khan's exaggeration...

But when i saw his face, i was like 😞 'hiya Mister, I've seen you before.. Ur face looks so familiar still unknown.. R u the guy who was  selling free hotdogs?' Pfft... I know that sounds childish, but seriously I've seen this face somewhere... Its vaguely familiar... He looked at me and scrunched his eyebrows but smirked a while later..

If this particular scene would be of some Indian drama, itd b like -

The camera revolving around us from toe to head, snap my face- snap his face.. Snap his face - snap my face, then snapping Mr.khan's face... Loud drum music banging at the background... Me thinking where have u seen him..

 And here would be a cliff hanger!

Oh but this aint an indian drama & i wont hang u all here... We just sat at the table and Mary aunty brought the food...

I swallowed all my anger as the same iPhone tune started ringing & Mr. Disturber excused himself.

"How r u mini?" Imran guy giggled like a 6 yr old girl & i was like.....

Blank...

"Still didn't recognise me?" He poked the omlet with the fork

"Oh yeah u r Johnny depp!"

I tried to reply sarcastically

"Johnny depp? Nah u can say Hugh jacksman"

I rolled my eyes and started sipping the juice slowly pressuring my brain to think...

"Still didn't remember?" I nodded a No & the juice spilled over my dress.. Great!

"Didn't remember this too?" He slowly, very dramatical in slow motion like he's a hero and here a shooting is going on, placed his palm on his forehead & messed the front locks of hair to reveal a small, almost fading scar in right side which resembled a lot like that of Harry potter... I used to be a huge fan of that scar and once when I was in new York for AMP, I....

Oh ... No...

"Immi the vamp!"

I asked, my face screaming please-say-no..

"Yup.. Mini the human!"

He wiggled his eyebrows..

I want the ground to body palm me coz double face palm would even not work here let alone face palm.

I want to dig a he in this floor till the earths crust and hide in it ... Wait that would be too hot to handle & i prefer cold rather than hot.. Plan cancelled.

I've a unique Fate u know..

This guy whom i met like 6-7 yrs ago and share an embarrassing incident is my brother in law! U know if I'd done 100 embarrassing  moments in lyf.. At least 99+ people would cross my lyf as 'Jaan pehchaan wale!'.. Seriously how more cruel Fate can be? I hope he doesn't tell Mr. Khan about my weird childhood.. I was 12 yr old child for doritos sake!

Mr.hubby entered and immi bhai asked him..

"Ill treat u two a lunch, what say?"

Before i could protest, Mr.stupid agreed..  Not a god idea.. Not a good idea... 😣

I went to my room and opened my bags.. Yup i have to place all my clothes in this huge wardrobe.. But that's so boring..

Still I've to do this chore one day or the another.. Soooo.... Ill do it now..

But in my way..

I placed all my bags on the bed, all zips opened, and diving in them, opening my arms , i embraced them.. And then lifted all of them in one swoosh! Turning like a robot i placed all of them in first cupboard.. Same routine with rest of the bags, only in different place in the wardrobe... In a mean time of 15 minute's, i finished it! If it'd be my mama, im dead sure it'd take at least 1/12 hr.. Why? She'd fold every cloth, place them in order, neatly, like its going to be exhibition over here!

I opened the last bag and a small not very small, about medium sized box appear and i remembered that this is Mr khans gift... The one i choosed for him at the mall...

'Wow Amna' Mr.subconscious patted my back.

'U forgot to gift him!.. Hats off to u'

'Hats down please... It just we off my mind'

'U & ur mind'

'Look who's talking' i laughed off..

I placed the box under the night stand and Mr.sheep yelled from downstairs... 

"R u ready young lady"

I was like ' no old man' but blew off that sentence .. I changed into a black knee length top which had a sequined neck, illusioning as a necklace and olive green palazzo pants, a white sweater  and draped a grey dupatta around my head like a hijab... A simple eyeliner and im ready... I stepped downstairs admiring the wall frames on the sides.. There r many pictures here.. As soon as i stepped on the last step... Whhooosh... 

"Bwahahahhaaaahhahhh"

I looked up from the floor to the person bursting his lungs was none other than Thiefu... Yes thiefu.. Sounds like shifu from kung fu panda.. But this is ... Let it be.

"Clumsy human!.. Ha ha ha hah"

"What happened?" Mr. Im-late-everywhere honoured us with his appearance..

"She just fell from the last step! "

"For ur kind information I didn't fell, i was just.. Jus..."

"What u were just? Hugging the ground?"

He continued laughing like a dying horse suffering from tuberculosis..

"Nooo.. I was jus... Pushing the earth down!"

Wow what a comeback Mr. Brain.. Please suicide ...

"Oh my god! I thought melting glaciers have risen up the water level.. Never thought it'd rise the ground level too!" Thiefu bursted again.. And Mr. Oh-hello-u-r-my-hubby-take-my-side tried to stop his laugh... Great just great!

I stood on my feet and dusted my clothes...

"Shall we?" Mr.hubby gestured me and extended his palm, but obviously u didn't hold it.. Laugh more nah..😤 

............

"So Amna have u ever met a vampire?" 

Hubby & immi bhai were at front & u sat behind.. Yup at the middle so i could join the conversation... As if i wanted that.. He looked through the mirror..

"Why the sudden question bhai?" I squinted my eyes & he laughed.

"Bcoz all falak & imran do is talk crap, watch crap and stupid things" 

"That's called fun bro...we arent interested in working 15 hours daily on that computer"

"That's called work.. I want my company to be.." Immi bhai interrupted "i know, don't start with the lecture please"

 "Hah ha ha ha" i couldn't hold at that!

Both of them looked at me and sighed..

..........

 After like roaming around the streets and showing me the neighbourhood, we all walked in a resto and settled in a corner ..

He's not that bad, i came to know many things about him, falak & Mr. Khan.. Immi bhai didn't attend our nikah coz he was in Paris.. He's a photographer.. WoW...

Also mama called reminding me that akil uncle & ayrsha aunty r com I g back this afternoon and we've to pick them from the airport..

Mr.khan ordered mine too coz 'i-dont-know-the-language'menu was placed.. 

I was watching the surrounding, Mr. Khan & immi bhai were indulged in a conversation. 

"Hes a possessive brother.. He was always there whenever u need Him to fight for u" 

"Hey i still am" bhai pinched his arm.. 

Bhai messed up his hair a lil and the faint scar appeared..

"Do u know wanna know how Imran got this scar?" Mr.khan asked trying to stop his,laughter.. Ya Allah no.. Don't do this.. 

Immi bhai tensed "its OK Ibrahim"

"No.. Let me say.. Once he went to new York and there he met this guy who was harassing his best friend.. So he got into s fight with him and Got this huge scar.. U were 17 i guess, right?" 

"Right" he mumbled slowly.. 

Oh god this liar! I thought of teasing him a bit.. 😈 

"Oh that's brave of u, but i thought u got that huge mark by some tweenager who thought u were a vampire and wanted to kill her?" I smirked as he paled.. 

"Why would she think that he's s vampire and from where did u hey this weird thought?"

"Just popped up in my mind.. So bhai, tell us aint that must've happened?" I wiggled my eyebrows.. This is funny.. Pulling his leg!

"Oh cmon that tweenager was stupid, she thought i was a vamp.. Everyone know vamps don't exist "

"Whats a tweenager?" Mr.Hubby asked

"Twelve yr old" we both replied in unison..

"It wasn't her fault, all the symptoms clearly said that u were a vamp!"

"I think that tweenager was u?.. U two know each other ?" Mr. Late-lateef asked

"Well.. ..mmm.. " 

"Yes she was.. And we met at the AMP"

Mr.laugh-is-my-job bursted..

"What were the symptoms?" He continued his laughing session...

"Well... All say.." 

"No ill say"

"Mr.khan he'll say you by adding lemon-chilly.. Ill say u the truth"

"OK go ahead.. Imran let her tell"

"Firstly, he used to be alone, away from the group and i noticed that bcoz he was my  group's volunteer"

"Bcoz i didn't wanted to mingle in a group of children"

"His eye colour used to change!"

"Lenses honey, lenses"

"He never ate anything"

"Bcoz i didn't like that vegetarian stuff they served"

"And look at those canines Mr.khan!"

"They're naturally long, whats my fault on that?" 

"And once i saw Him drinking blood fron a glass!"

"Ibrahim that was RoohAfza!!"

Mr.laugh-till-ur-lungs-&-pharynx-burst-out started laughing hard.. Even more.. 

Every person's gaze was on our table..

"What..Haha..what did u ...hahahahh... U do then?"

"Once when all of the groups were at the lecture hall, she wasn't there... So as volunteer of her group, mam asked me to fetch her and when i entered her room she screamed and i had no idea why" 

"Bcoz as a child, i used to read many vampire books & after  i confirmed thst hes a vamp.. i thought he was there to drink my blood"

"And i had no idea why she thought that! She literally jumped on me, beat me to pulp but i didn't hit her coz she's a girl.. A child to be specific.. I only defended myself.. And btw u fight really nice like a trained artist"

"Hahahahahhhaahahahaha"

Mr. Laughter flew his head back, clutching his stomach hard and pushing the table a lil, but that caused the chair to stumble and he fell with the chair on his back, his hand hit the waitress coming our way and the whole food tray flew over the bald man sitting on the other side!

All heads and pair of eyes snapped at our table, mr.khan and Mr.baldy grumbled but that was a cue for bhai & me to let off! We bursted out😂😂😂 

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This is the selfies Amna took while returning.. Cute nah! 😊 

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