Chapter 7.

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Asim.

I drive as fast as I could because I was already late. I smack the steering wheel as I saw the traffic. I press my hand on the horn and refused to remove it. I am already late and only today I have to deal with this traffic. After about 20 minutes cars started to move and soon roads get cleared. I speed up again and try not to run into cops or else I have to pay fine. 

I slammed on the breaks as airport come, in my view. I sigh heavily and get out and lock my car before rushing inside. I walk toward the waiting area where I know my sweet sister will be waiting for me. I smile widely as I saw my little niece looking at people with a frown. I laugh slightly and walk toward them. I tap her shoulder and take Rubab from her. 

"You are late again." Khadija glared at me, but I just shrugged and continue to tickle Rubab.

"Traffic." I sigh dramatically and laugh when she gets angry. I raised her daughter in front of me as she tried to slap me. Rubab squeal when she saw Khadija struggling. When she gets tired she stops and look at me with a playful glare.

"Come on lets go. Someone is waiting for you." I told her and grin when she look at me confused. She doesn't know that Mom, Dad and Adil shift here and Adil is excited to see her and her little daughter. We take her bag to my car and drove at my new house where her family was waiting for her as well as mine. She is here only for 2 days.

"Whose house is this?" She asked as she saw my house. I smirked and get out. I take out her bag from the back seat and take Rubab from her. I motion her to go while I carry her bag and her daughter.

I open the door with my keys and let her go in first. I take out my shoes because I like walking in socks. I walk inside and heard she gasped. She stared at my parents with wide watery eyes and run toward my Mom. She loves my Mom because she takes care of her just like her daughter when they come here from Pakistan. Dad always calls her his daughter and Adil call her his sister. We were only two sons of our parents.

"Aww... Who is this little girl?" Adil cooed and take Rubab from me. Khadija smiled softly at him.

"Her name is Rubab. She is my daughter." Khadija told him.

"She is really cute. I think she is look like her Dad because her mother is not cute at all." Adil says with a smirk and Khadija glared at him playfully. 

"Okay, if her mother is not cute then please give her to her mother." Khadija told him seriously and step forward to take her, but he refused it and takes a step back and stuck his tongue at her. Sometimes I feel like I am older than him.

"Enough teasing each other. Khadija come and sit here with me." Dad says and make her sit between Mom and him. I sit in front of Mom as they started to talk and she slowly starts massaging my hairs. I like her massage because it helps me to sleep. I was slowly falling into sleep, but woke up in shocked when I heard Khadija telling her reason to come here.

"Zoya is getting married."

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-Maddy.!