Date; 24-07-2024
Chapter;22
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Zayan's pov;

After giving us a full instructions Bhai left with Hur, Sigh! He sure is adamant may Allah save our Hur from his wrath. Azriel and Daiyan just left to handle the situation or should we say to clear the mess.

Yes, clear the mess which is created by our dear big brother. I could see on the other side Zoya and her family members are trembling due to all the incident. Their faces are all sweaty and fear can be clearly seen on their eyes. I felt a soothing feeling run through my body after seeing them like this. I chuckled at my own feeling after all we are Ansari and blood don't lie.

But right now my concern is not them, rather my concern are standing in front of me. Three petite figurines women who are standing like mannequins, I can't see their faces due to the niqabs but can see their eyes which is confused to the core, I can tell how much they are confused right now, I walked towards them when I heard a thin feminine voice,

“Ekhon ei Zayan ta abar k?”- Bismah

(Now who is this Zayan?)

Her voice is faint but I can clearly hear the confusing annoyance the voice holds, I chuckled a little at her cute complaint but didn't say anything and stand behind her.

Her friends saw me but I signalled them to not say anything and gave them a warm smile to ease them, they did the same and remained quiet, listening to her bickering.

The girl who was complaining about the situation was back facing me, I was quite enjoying her bickering, that's when she again said,

“Kire tora kichu to bol at least! Chup achis keno?”-Bismah

(At least say something you two! Why are you both so quiet?)

“Apni Jodi kichu bolar sujog den tahole to tara kichu bolbe.”-Zayan

(You should give them a chance to speak then they will be able to say something.)

I couldn't suppress my amusement anymore and let my humor take the best of me, I replied to her question which she threw at her friends, this time I can hear a pair of giggles I can tell they also agree with my reply, Three of us, me and those two girls were laughing at my humor that's when the girl who was back facing me turn her small head and look towards me.

Our eyes met, Her gray eyes met with my blue eyes,

Yes, we all brothers have the same eye colors that are our specialty which we got from our ancestors, but that's not the point here.

The point is this beautiful pair of eyes whose owner is standing right in front of me, Her eyes are so beautiful, the doe eyes that holds a deep story, in those doe shape eyes her gray orbs are like a galaxy that has numerous stars and hopes, her big lashes that blinks continuously on her gray eyes making them more attractive as if they are protecting her beauty. I have never seen such beautiful eyes in my life.

Her face is properly hidden due to the niqab but her eyes can't be hidden, it's as if their beauty is enough to capture anyone's heart and that's what ignites me the most, I can't let anyone see her eyes anymore, the moment my eyes land on her it's the moment when her eyes, her body even her soul belongs to me.

Yes, I have this strong urge to make her mine, Mine only mine. I have this strong desire to make her mine, to hold her, to see her face and to be with her like the way that no soul could ever be with her, Maybe my desire doesn't hold sanity but I do want to make her mine legally and religiously. It seems like I have found my bride, maybe it's an infatuation for now but the desire for her, the longing for her is undeniable.

I have met so many girls in my life but this feeling is new, the longing my heart has now, the tightens my heart felt when my eyes met with her eyes, the electricity that ran through my body is totally new and I am loving this feeling.

Her voice made me come out of my thinking, that's when I remembered that I was staring at her shamelessly, Damn you Zayan! I quickly averted my eyes due to embarrassment, shit she must be uncomfortable because of me.

“Ami apnake kichu jigges korechi mr. KINDLY bolben?!”-Bismah

(I asked you something Mr. KINDLY will you say?!)

She squinted her doe eyes and said the word kind with little force, by her voice I can say she is irritated because of my behavior, but she looks too cute like this, hay my cutie my Amore(means my love).

Wait Zayan Iqbal Ansari don't behave like a road side Romeo and be a proper gentle man! I fake coughed to maintain my posture and composed myself. I looked up and told them about the whole situation, as how we know Hur and how our family was close with her and her family.

“But abbu to kichu bollo na apnader bepare.”-Alishba

(But abbu didn't said anything about you all.)

The other girl standing there made a statement which is valid as we know exactly what happened in the past, If those incidents didn't happen at that time things would be different but now everything will return to its rightful place.

“karon bochor age amader sathe Osman uncle and Major uncle er sathe ekta jhamela hoy.”

(Because years back we had a misunderstanding between Osman uncle and Major uncle due to an issue.)

“but bhai ebar sob thik kore dibe apnara keo tension niben na, apnara just amar sathe cholun ar Uncle der inform kore din.”

(But don't worry Bhai will sort out everything this time, don't take any tension, you all just come with me and inform uncles about this.)

I over explain to them the situation and reassure them that nothing will go wrong, this time it has to be right, we will make it right Bhai will make it right.

“kintu kothay jabo?”-Alishba

(But where will we go?)

“Puran bari.”

(Old mansion)

“Thikache apnara sobai jan ami abbu k inform korchi. puran barita kothay?”-Bismah

(Ok, you all can go I will inform abbu. Where is this old mansion located?)

“Tader ke call kore just eta bolun je tara sobai jeno puran bari chole ase amra Anusarira okhane achi, by the way apnader nam?”

(Just call them and tell them to come to the old mansion and say that we Ansari are there. By the way all of your names?)

I know asking their names now only is not good at all but this is my only chance to know about my Amore..

“bah re apnar bhai to amader chine apnake bole ni?”-Bismah

(Wow, your brother already knows us he didn't tell you?)

I can definitely hear her mocking sarcasm that she thrown at me with sarcastic smile, but uff how much I love this reaction of her! It would have been much more amazing if I could see her face, only her eyes can tell this much emotion then what about the face? I am sure whenever I will see her she will be the death of me!

“Sorry miss or Mrs, asole Bhai sob info nij theke collect koreche eto druto sob hoyeche je esob bepare amra kichui jani na, tai KINDLY apnader nam ta bolben?”

(Sorry miss or Mrs, actually all the info was collected by bhai and things happened so fast that we don't know about anything, so KINDLY will you say your names?)

I again teased her by pressing the kind word like her and her eyes are in shock for a moment then it's full of anger, so cute.

“Sorry Mr. Zayan amara ekhuni amader proper introduction korchi.”-Alishba

(Sorry Mr. Zayan, wait we will give our proper introduction.)

The girl standing opposite of my Amore politely talked with me, I can say my Huri sure made some good friends.

“It’s ok ar Mr. na bhaiya bolle beshi khushi hobo, tomrao amar kache Hurir moto ar tomader k tumi bollam ok?”

(It's ok and don't call me Mr. I'll be happy if you call me Bhaiya, you both are like my Huri and I will call you as you ok?)

I gave her a wide smile indicating how I really want her to call me Bhaiya. Genuinely they are all so modest and humble. Maybe having a sister like them is not bad at all well not my Amore, she isn't on the list of my sisters she is my Amore my love. She also gave me a nod and introduced them.

“Sure Bhaiya, ami Alishba o hocche Yusra ar eije amar bestie Bismi I mean Bismah.”

(Sure Bhaiya, I am Alishba, she is Yusra and she is my bestie Bismi I mean Bismah.)

So my Amore’s name is Bismah. Bismah means smile and politeness such a beautiful name yes she is smile, my smile and she is my pride. She is just like her name. Polite and beautiful.

Just to confirm her identity more I cheekily asked Alishba again about their fathers as I can't ask her directly, ask why? Something happens in my heart what can I do?

“Ok so Osman uncle er meye ki tumi Alishba?”

(Ok, so are you Osman uncle's daughter Alishba?)

“Hae bhaiya.”

(Yes, Bhaiya.)

Ok so my hint was correct. So madam is Major uncle's daughter no wonder she is a little bit spicy but I like that. Major uncle is really going to be my father in law! I wonder what his face would look like.

I was busy making my imaginary feast when Yusra’s timid voice rang on my ears.

“Bhaiya asole sobai to apnara sobai k chinen, ami to kaokei ovabe chini na, tahole amar ar bapir ki kaj?”

(Bhaiya actually you all know each other from before but I absolutely don't know you all, then why should I and bapi go there?)

Yusra is really confused in this situation which I can tell by her voice, but she doesn't know our relation with her, but I don't want to tell this her now. Her little brain won't be able to process this complications.

“Yusi tumi amader sobar choto tai ei choto matha ta na khataleo cholbe age cholo then sob bujhe jabe. Ar Miss or Mrs. Bismah cholun?”

(Yusi, you are the youngest among us so don't run that little brain of yours ok? You just come with us. And Miss or Mrs Bismah let's go?)

“Acha apni kokhon theke Miss Mrs bolei jacchen! Amar ekta naam ache Bismah, Bismah Ahmed just Bismah bollei to hoy!”

(I am noticing this for so long, you are continuously addressing me as Miss or Mrs! I have a name Bismah, Bismah Ahmed. You can just call me Bismah right but no!)

Her annoyed voice rang throw my ears, I know I am teasing her too much, but I swear I am loving it, it's like a guilty pleasure to me. Was I always like this? No, But her eyes her voice she herself made me like this. I don't know why I am doing this but it is making me want to tease her more.

And that's what I did! With a little pout adoring my face I again questioned her and shrugged my shoulder as if I am really clueless what she is mentioning.

“Kintu ami kivabe janbo apni single na mingle?”

(But how would I know if you are single or taken?)

“Bhaiya amader Bismi purai single.”

(Bhaiya our Bismi is  purely single.)

I guess Alishba is already on my side, I have a hunch. I can also see how My Amore is giving my little sister a side look. Obviously Huri, Yusi and Alu are my little sister and from now on they are my family and My Amore is my life, but before making her mine I am going to mess with her a little.

I appreciated my little Alu’s piece of advice and adorned her with her nickname.

“Thank you Alu.”

(Thank you Alu.)

“Nickname ta cute, amar khub pchondo hoyeche! Acha bhaiya tara ki asbe na?”-Alishba

(I love the nickname it's cute, Bhaiya won't they come with us?)

Daiyan and Azriel are handling the matter on their own,  I can't wait for them here anymore because the matter is much more dangerous than it seems.

But I can see Alishba’s curiosity is my two brothers and to reduce her curiosity I assured them.

“Asbe but ektu pore, ami tomader tinjon k niye jabe after all ei place ta ekhon safe na. So aso.”

(They will but they will come after us, I will take you three with me after all this place isn't safe at all, so come with me.)

“Hmm.”
(Hmm)

With their humming consent we four left for Puran Bari (Old Mansion) where all the things had started. We are going back to square one to settle our old things!

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Hey bubbles pakhi here!
Don't know when I will be able to come back between you all.
I am writing this chapter amidst confusion it's not because of personal problem the matter is national.
Yes my Bangladesh is going through some tough situation, which is why even we lost broad band connection and we are unable to connect with anyone.

I am feeling really helpless but I am praying to my Allah that I will be back and once this chapter will be published you will know that your author is back!

I miss you my bubbles, it's been five days and I am unable to connect with you all, maybe some of you will stay and maybe I will lose some of my bubbles but I hope once I return I could see your message again😭....

As an author my love and emotion for you all is undeniable and my this belief will made me return with this hope this message is written hope I can publish it😔

Bubbles I can't even say don't forget me, As I am hella confused now, but let's hope for the best🫶🏻.....

Again,

See you all in the next chapter 🎀