Chapter 6B
Life of months
Asad's POV:
Finally!!! i was discharged from the hospital. ayaan did all the formalities and now 'i am back at the hotel room'. i was relishing on the food provided by the hotel serivce.'wow! a great change from that boring hospital food'. i heard ayaan shouting at someone outside the door, maybe the hotel people.but anyways i dont care. for now i am going to feast on this food. 'how much i missed this desi food'
Ay:how could you give him spicy food? how can you be so irresponsible?
Ayaan shouted as he nearly broke the door open. i just looked at him but continued eating.
Ay: bhai... what are you doing? put that food down.
I shook my head and continued eating.
Ay: bhaijaan... bhai stop it
He pulled the plate out of my hands and keep it on the night table. i made a face and tried to get up but my health dint permit me to do so.
Me: ayaan give back the plate.
Ay: no way bhai you are not gonna eat that. its not good for health
I looked towards the door and saw the hotel manager and some ladies from the reception standing and staring at us. i keenly looked at the ladies and i could clearly see them ogling at me. ' but why would they do that' i checked myself and then did i notice that i wasnt wearing any clothes except for my shorts. i rolled my eyes and told them ' you may go now'. i turned to ayaan and said
me: give me back my plate!!
He shook his head adamantly
Ay: please bhai no...
Me: ayaan you are gonna give that back or you wanna a head tackle from me
I asked while showing my fist. he laughed sarcastically and said
Ay: oho bro, you are too weak to give me your famous head tackle
Me: oh really. come here and i will show you how weak you are
He came near me and i gave him a nice punch on his head with all my might. he held his head while scrunching his face in pain. i smiled triumphtly.
Ay: bhai jaan what is this? its paining!!!!
Me: you asked for it.
I smirked at him.
Me: now give me the plate
Ay: nooo bhaijaan i wont
I couldnt take it anymore. 'iam his elder brother, not him. i dont have to be treated like a child. i really want to eat that.' i pouted and then with a sad voice of a child i asked
Me: ayaan please give me the plate na. iam so hungry and i really want to eat.
Ay: but bro...its...
Me: please ayaan you know how much i missed desi indian food. please see the helplessness of your bhaijaan
Ay: huh... here have it but only for now. next time onwards you will eat what i say
i knew that would work. 'yipeee' i got what i wanted.
Ay: bhaijaan you are totally a fool
Me: what??!! Me??!! a fool??!! how dare you?
I asked him with food stuffed in my mouth.
Ay: yes bhai, your health is not good and here you eat this spicy food.
Me: oho mr. peabrain, dont you give me lectures. i know everything and i can take care of myself. and moreover since when did you become my big bro?
Ay: iam always your younger bro, its just that you become the younger one sometimes.
I just tossed my head and continues feasting.after a few minutes, i was finished. ayaan took the plate and kept it on the table beside the door.
Me: ayaan its been years since i last saw this place.
I went into a memory lane.
Ay: yes bhaijaan. its been a long time. this is our home bhaijaan and no place in this world can be like home right?
Me: yeah...
Ay: not even france.
He mocked at me and i gave him my stern'ayaan' look.
Me: home... and ayaan does the tri...N.. what did you nickname the triplets?
Ay: triple N's bhaijaan!! you cant even remember a single name. i guess you got a head injury that you forgot a small name.
Me: ayaan!!okay whatever. did they reach safely? did ayub kaka reach safe?
Ay: oho kaka did not go with them. he wanted to come with me after two weeks.
Me: but why?
Ay: he did not want to be a bother to the girls. he just wanted the girls to have nice time with eachother.
Me: oh okay. then where will kaka stay for two weeks?
Ay: he will stay with aapi and jiju
Me: who is aapi and jiju?
Ay: arre zeenat aapi and anwar jiju
Me: oh yeah the farooquis right?
Ay: come on bro dont call them the farooquis. call aapi-jiju. they are our only family.
Me: i know ayaan. i just dont have much memories with them.i dont even have much memories with my family itself.
I went into the bad memory of my family. how much i missed them.
Ay: bhaijaan see the irony na everyone in our family gets injured in this way
Me: meaning
Ay: meaning is that ammi-abbu, me and now you all of us went into an CAR accident.
I chuckled and said
Me: maybe you are right.
I gasped as all the painful memories resurfaced my mind.all the wounding things that i heard on that fateful day. i lost everything. i dint see the importance of a family at that time. and now see here iam wanting to be with family. i looked over at ayaan and from the look in his eyes, it was evident that he too was thinking about all those fateful memories eventhough he doesnt remember them much. there was look of guilt in his eyes. he knows that i dint like taking up ammi-abbu's accident but what to do with my peabrained bro who forgets everything the minute i say him.
Ay: bhai i really dint want to say that. it just ...
He said without looking up.
Me: ayaan come here
He came and sat near me and i took him in an hug and we both had tears stinging in our eyes but we both had to be strong to comfort eachother. i could see the evening sun setting with its orange-yellow appearance on the sky throuh the windows.
Me: ayaan could you help me to the window.
He nodded breaking from the hug and helped me get up and go near the window. we both watched the orange sun setting down and smiled to hearts content. there was a small peace in my mind that ' everything will be alright'.
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Two weeks flew by and i was very healthy now.i had told ayaan to go be with the triplets and to take care of kaka. he must have reached the airport by now. i carried on with my work in india but i never went to our house in dehradun. ayaan helped me very much in my work. i was so proud that my peabrained bro who dreaded office work was actually helping me and had grown some extra brains. i must call him orelse he would call me at unnescessary times.
Me: hello ayaan have you reached the airport?
A: arre what is this bhai. wont you ask 'how are you' first? its been three days since i came back from delhi and you dint even come to our house to see kaka. your are so bad bhai.
I chuckled at his response and said
Me: not coming to see kaka doesnt mean i dont care about him.
A: but you are not with us. iam the one who is connected to him.
Me: iam too connected to him always
A: and may i know how?
Me: well if you see...you are with his so you are connected through a Landline connection. and iam not with him so iam connected through a Wireless connection.
A: wow wow bhaijaan wow wow. you are so intelligent i agree.
Me: thankyou. now tell me have you reached the airport?
A: oho i have reached the boarding room talking to you bhaijaan.
Me: very good and kaka?
A: he has already went to the checking room with a beautiful and hot airport help girl.
He sighed in the phone.
Me: uff...you'll never change. Flirt!!
A: as if you are not.
Me: no iam not a flirt.
A: yeah... you are not just a flirt, you are super flirt. Super Flirt!!
ME: ayaan!
A: Bhaijaan!
ME: why dont you call me asad? always bhaijaan, bhai... all this is making me feel older.we both dont have much age difference. iam too young to be called bhaijaan.
A: oho... so you dont want to be bhaijaan? mmm then i will call you bhaijaan, Mr. bhaijaan
ME: its okay my younger bro. it wont irritate me because iam used to it.
A: urgh... okay bhai iam keeping the phone. some beautiful girl is calling me, bye!!! take care!!!
ME: mm okay okay. go. bye, takecare of you and kaka and call me when you land okay?
A: okay.
ME: bye.
I cut the call and looked at my mobile's screen. this phone was brought by ayaan.he chose this phone for me. i missing him terribly now. we just talked a moment back but still i miss him. i really want to go back to paris. i really wish i dint have this office work.'Ya allah! how am i going to run these months?'
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*paris*
ZOYA's POV:
its been nearly three weeks and we have mostly finished our shopping and sight seeing the outskirts of paris. we are planning on to visit the main city after ayaan and ayub kaka come. we have already made an appointment with the doctor for ayub kaka. the doctor said that it was just because of old age is he feeling all this health problems. but kaka is not very old.And about dress shopping, these girls just dragged me to buy all those string-wingy short dresses and all those thight fitting tops which is meant to show off you chests nicely. i dreaded such type of clothes. i wanted some casual wears like tunics, sweat shirts and some jeans and pants. i will buy only that.already we have done some shopping back in india but still this tannu will never leave me. we by now had a room full of dresses. we travelled only cabs and taxis. pops hadnt yet sent my bike and we are going to buy a SUV and a six seater jeep.
The jeep was my suggestion because i loved jeep and they gave into mine considering that would be good if we went on a adventure trip. and about the SUV, it was my laadli sister's suggestion because that would seat everyone of us and that would be a full size SUV.
i have been waiting here for half an hour and these girls are still dressing up.
ME: come on girlies. its time. dont you all want to buy new cars.
I shouted at the top of my lungs.
All of them: coming just a few minutes.
Me: you dont want to ba late now to buy our new cars.
I said in a luring voice.
H: just two minutes baaji just two...
Me: oh come on its not like you are going to meet any film star. there's just gonna be a few cars and a few men dressed in a three pieace coat suit.
While i was finished telling this line, 4 of the 5 girls arrived and were looking awesomely beautiful in their dress.all the 4 were dressed alike in a 3/4th sleeved maroon mini gown which reached till the end of their knees and high heels matching with it. someone was missing here.
Tannu?
As soon as the question left my mind i saw her coming through the door and standing in the middle saying
"well they should get a chance to ogle at the new desi girls as i dont have appointments to meet a filmstar any soon. so... how do i look?
" amazingly...wow!" i spoke out my voice barely audible.
She just smirked and tossed her head- her signature style-. she was dressed in a mini gown which reached only till her fore thigh and nowhere near her knees. it was white dress with a black bow running in the middle at her waist.she was always beautiful and she never failed to amaze with her beauty. my childhood bestfriend. my tannu darling.
ME: so shall we leave at least now?
All of them nodded in unison.
T: zoe what are you dressed in?
Me: clothes.
T: i know that. but what is this?
ME: umm... a black tunic shirt with a narrow white cargo pants.
T: come on you look like a...rogue. go change into something nice.
ME: thats what i want tannu. and iam fine in this. this is far better that shorty thingy of yours. now no more questions and lets leave.
I took out my aviators and went in front followed by 5 girls. i locked the door and lead them to the cab that was waiting.i took the seat in the front and we drove off to the showroom.
After a drive of about 40 minutes, we reached the 'Gare de voiture - saint lazare' showroom. i paid for the cab and lead the 5 into the showroom. we met with the manager.
Me: bonjour!
Manager: bonjour madame! how can i be of help to you?
He spoke in english with an heavy french accent. i smiled a little.
N3: you know english?
Nuzhat asked suddenly irritating me. the manager smiled at her genuinely and said
M: madame, we speak many languages and we appoint people speaking many languages. it is very helpful in communicating with customers,as we have many customers from foreign places too like you.
All the 5 girls oohed at his explanation.
Me: now shall we see the car.
Everyone nodded and the manager lead us further into the showroom.
I could see many people working, some boring their eyes into the computer screens and some showing the customers around the cars, some were just free and chatting away the time. and that particular some were staring at us in a different manner. i could see them clearly ogling at my besties and sister.they stopped talking and slowly moved towards us. i instantly raged up seeing them staring at my sisters.but then i turned back and looked at the 5 who were busy commenting on the men. ' urgh! they will never change. here iam planning to beat up those idiots and these 5 are enjoying this staring us!! ya allah! what will i do with these?!'. i then let that killer mode on off and then decided to enjoy this.anyways they are not drooling on me.
The manager then said us to follow one of the employees, a tall man in his late 20's.he was the one assigned for us to show us the cars.He led us to a 2013 ford explorer which is a full size suv.it was very stylish and big.my idea of buying this car in white or black was changed and i thought of buying a red one. the staff went on explaning to us about the things special about this car.
Staff: this car actually has a touch sensor tra--
T: we are buying this car. no more explanations
I was amazed by the authority of my friend and smiled at her. the staff looked at me as is asking for approval and i nodded sighing.
Staff: i will make the papers ready.
He called for someone and said
Staff: he will show you the jeep that you wanted to buy.
We all followed the other man and went through a line of cars.
i could see the jeep clearly as we neared it.'finally'i thought as i saw the jeep.i was really happy at that moment. i turned around as i saw a chorus of wows!.'urgh! girlies'. i went near it and touched the posterior of the jeep ignoring all the quotations that the staff was explaining.'cool'.we are definitely buying this.
I heard someone raising my thoughts, i turned around and saw my cutie tomato smiling brightly at me.
Me: okay. we'll buy it.
After that i was finished with the paperwork. both the cars were bought on the name of my pops as i was not legal yet to buy a car on my name.but all the signatures were done by me and we verified it with my pops' identities.
We came out the showroom and the manager gave us the keys for both the cars.i told to drop the cars in our address and strictly told them not to drive it but drop it with the help of soem truck.i would only drive my car first and that too on tomorrow when ayaan and ayub kaka will be arriving.
Again we got a cab and hired it to our place. once inside the cab i caught najma by the ears and said
Me: so you miss tomato are trying to be authorative, hunh?
N2: eee!! zoe ouch. just wanted to help you out?
Me: oh really? you thought i dint have a mouth to speak.
N2: no well not really, yeah because you just went out of the world and wasnt paying attention to your surroundings thats why i spoke up for you. why zoya cant i speak up for you, cant i help you?
Me: ohhh not like that my mouth piece.
Saying that i hugged her and soon i was joined in a group hug/
ME: iam so happy to have you all.
Then i was joined by many 'me too's.
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*next morning*
Ayaan and ayub kaka will be reaching soon. we have to hurry and the most happiest news i got this morning was that my bike will be arriving soon too with ayaan.i literally jumped up and down when i heard this news.
Again here i was waiting for my 5 of the 6 precious women in my life to make an entry after spending a nice 2 hours for getting ready.I couldnt take it anymore so i wanted to do what i dint want to.
i just walked out of the house shutting the door really hard and went into the garage and took a washcloth. i came out and went upto the suv and started cleaning it. it was to vent out the anger that was bubbling up inside me for all the time i was waiting for those girlies to come out.i was complaining to the car and wiping the already clean and neat shining suv.i saw the girls coming out of the house and nearing me. when they could see what i was doing they just gave confused looks.
ME: what??
H: baaji what are you doing?
T: why are you cleaning the already clean car?
ME: because you 5 were doing you never ending task of getting ready.
N1: so what?
ME: so what!!?? seriously getting ready for 2 hours that too just for going to the airport to receive ayub kaka and that idiot bhaijaan of yours, is too much.
N3: but what does it have to do with you cleaning the car?
ME: well FYI iam just venting out my anger on it by cleaning it.
The 5 looked at one another for sometime and then started laughing.my anger flared up.
ME: what??
N2: trust zoya for giving the lamest and funniest excuses.
I couldnt control anymore.
ME: have you locked the house?
they were still laughing
ME: HAVE YOU LOCKED THE HOUSE!!??
I asked loudly this time. they suddenly straightened up and nodded their heads.
ME: get in the car, now
I went and got into the driver's seat and locked the door and i heard the back seat doors click close.I drove the car off the driveway. i kept a straight face while driving."sorry" i heard a meek sound from one of them.i then adjusted the back view mirror and saw the 5 to check whether they gave that meek sorry."SORRY"
now i was sure it was them.
Me: why are you all asking sorry now?
All the 5: because you are angry at us.
ME: okay
N1: comeon zoe we know you cannot be angry at us for long.
I sighed at this and said
ME: its true
N3: so this means you have forgiven us?
ME: yes ofcourse then what.
N2 and H: yay!!
ME: now dont i get a hug.
T: but how?
ME: that i dont know. you are fully forgiven until i get an hug.
Tanveer just hugged the driver's seat from the back while her arms just encircled my shoulder part lightly. i chuckled at her try and beamed a smile throught the back view mirror.
ME: good try tannu.now you all are forgiven.
We all laughed heartily and drove towards the airport.
We waited outside the airport when i saw a groggy looked man wheeling a calm old man. without guessing for a second time i knew it ayub kaka and the stupid bhaijaan of my beautiful friends who happen to my friend too.
I ran towards them and gave kaka an hearty hug and clashed hands with my friend.
ME: hey kaka! hey raabert
A: hi mona!
Kaka: salaam beta
ME: oh walaikum aslaam kaka
Soon i was joined by 5 enthusiatic squeals. the 5 gave kaka a big hug and wished him.
A:oy give your bhaijaan a hug too.
The 3 hugged him with a force that made him stumble back.After their hug ayaan came near humeira and said
A: aslaam walaikum humeira begum
humeira just hugged him and said
H: walaikum aslaam
He smiled like crazy. me and tanveer looked at eachother with a mischiveous smile and tackled him with a huge hug.
A: owww!! i have many girls falling for me
Tanveer broke from the hug and said
T: oho zoya was right.you are an idiot. you are an idiot to think that iam falling for a guy like you
ME: just because i hugged you doesnt mean i fell for you idiot raabert
A: ohhh okay leave it i guess i am lucky to not have you both as my gfs.
He showed tongue to me and tannu.
ME and T: ayaan!! you are so dead.
kaka: okay okay lets go now.
Everyone: okay kaka.
A: wait zoe you dont want your bike?
Me: yes ofcourse where is it?
A: there
he said and pointed towards the cargo side of the aiport where a few men were carrying a big bundle and placing it on the ground.they opened the cover that was covering the bundle.when it was opened i could clearly see my silver-black ducati bike.i was so happy to see my bike. i could even sense tears brimming in my eyes seeing it.i quickly ran towards and gave a big hug to it.i kissed the top of it and again hugged it. i paid the cargo help for bringing till outside and sat on my bike and started it. the engine roared to life and i again a content feeling erupted in me. i rode towards my family and beamed at them.
A: wow wow zoya. you have a quite good driving skills,eh?
H: my baaji can drive can even better than this, cant you baaji?
ME: :yes yes my laadli.
Kaka: wow you look like a superstar.
T: not superstar kaka she is superhuman
ME: tannuuu!!!
Everyone giggled and chuckled at my squeal.
Me: okay guys you people go in the car with ayaan and i will ride in MY BIKE. ayaan here have it.
I threw the keys of the car towards him.he went and helped kaka in the car and everyone got into the car and ayaan too got in the driver's seat.i went and placed me and my bike to the side of the car and put on the helmet which was locked to the handle bar of the ducati.
A: hey zoe. got a nice SUV here dude
He said examining the car. i winked at him and said.
ME: take it on dude...
I started the bike and drove in front of the car. The ride to the house was different.when i clucthed the handle bar for the first time i felt a jolt inside me, i dint knew from where it came from i felt nice.but still i masked it and came to my family and now i was driving to our house.whenever i applied the brake or gear or pressed the clutch i would feel a feeling of warmth and a energy jolt inside me. i could feel the atmospher changing around me. it was no more the busy roads of the city but it was calm and quiet and full of raw warmth. i passed by the buildings in daze.all the skyscrapers dint make any sense to me. it was just me, my bike and another person whom i dint know. it was as if i was riding with a spirit besides me. whenever i looked at the bike i could feel someone. someone has rode this recently. i can say this because it was never really like this before. i never felt these things before. and the weird part is that it made me smile.i couldnt ignore this feeling so i just drove in this daze to our house.
we reached our house but still i dint recover from that feeling.i just stared into nothing after stopping my bike inside the gates of the house.i was consious of the atmosphere around me. i could my friends moving around carrying luggages but i couldnt pull myself to move along with them. i then heard a snap of fingers infront of me.but still i dint even move a inch. the snap became louder and that suddenly brought me to reality.i shook my head furiously and opened my eyes wide.everyone laughed at my expression.i looked at them with confused and puppy dog eyes.
H: baaji where are you lost?
T: yes zoya where are you? did you see someone on the way who took your breath away.
I dint answer them but just looked at them balantly.
N1: leave her na
N2: zoya your too much what happened?
ME: i myself dont know.
I gave them my best honest look.
N3 chuckled and said
N3: now come inside and dont forget to park the bike in garage.or else your dear bike will get a cold in this season.
T: even secure it with some blankies.
ME: tannu!!
I whined.
H: come on in baaji.
They all went away leaving me like a dumb idiot.i could hear them saying " i guess she is just lost after being reunited with her bike".i quickly parked the bike and rushed inside.
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Asad's POV:
Ayaan had called me this morning when he landed in paris.i was glad that they reached without any problem.i heard my phone ring and attended to it leaving all my work because it was my bhai the great ayaan.
A: aslaam walaikum bhaijaan,how is you day?
ME: walaikum aslaam,it was well.
A: it was well? what happened bhaijaan?
Me: well since you called my day couldnt get any better.
A: bhai!! stop teasing
ME: then whom will i tease my bro.
A: okay leave it. i wanted to thank you bhaijaan.
ME:for what?
A: for doing a big help to me and appi-jiju.
ME:what help?
A: arre bhai have you forgetten it this soon. i never thought you could forget it so soon.
ME: ayaan tell whats the matter?
A: bhai if you hadnt helped me get that bike into the cargo then i would be gone.
ME: its nothing.okay bye.
A: but bhai why...bhai...bha
I cut the call ignoring ayaan's constant bhai's as i was keen in remembering the moment i saw the bike.it was a ducati.i have seen many ducatis and even driven many of them. but this one was very different. it held something which felt like it belonged to me.
Ayaan had called me the day before yesterday's evening and told me about how they forgot to book in the cargo for a bike and that belonged to one of the triplet's friends.he dint have time to say the name of the bike's owner as he was busy with the flight arrangements and managing ayub kaka so i booked a ticket in my name.poor thing, he was very tensed while he told me this.the bike was a total boyish type. how could it not be, it was the ducati.but with a feminine touch to it.who did it belong to i dont know.the bike reached my hotel that night and was to spent that night and next afternoon in the hotel parking lot.well i was drawn to it. who would not be?it was for god's sake ducati. i thought of roaming the streets of delhi riding in this bike and thats exactly what i did after work.i hoped ayaan or his friend wont mind me because i really wanted to do that.this country was giving me creeps since i came here. the ride through the night in this particular bike was very calming and reassuring. it wasnt night ride that kept me calm but the bike. when i first saw the bike i felt something.when i first touched the handle bar of it i felt something warm shot up my arm and spread through my whole body.my mind was dazed and it felt good. i sat on it and the moment i sat i felt a familiar touch.'its weird and strange but i like it'. i smiled and started the bike and drove off. the bike was lively, it pushed my creepy feeling to the far back.while driving whenever i clutched the handle bar a little tight or applied brakes, the familiar someone feeling would come to me. i have already felt this feeling but where, when...i dont know. while i was thinking i came across a hotel named Z, i looked keenly at it and then only it striked me, that name 'zoya'.'how could i be this foolish? i have always felt these feelings whenever i heard that name.' i drove off with those thoughts revolving in my mind.
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Zoya's POV:
I saw ayaan talking to someone on the phone. i went near him and heard him saying
"if you hadnt helped me get that bike into the cargo then i would be gone"
'What? ayaan dint bring my bike into cargo, he got help from someone.who could that someone be?and wouldnt he have known my name. may be ayaan would have said.'
As i was deeply involved in solving the mystery of who that friend of ayaan could be in my mind, i dint hear his next part of conversation but i did know that the person at the other end had cut the call suddenly without hearing ayaan out.'how rude' a part of me thought 'no zoya dont judge people without knowing anything, he might have had some busy work' another part said ' you maybe right' the former part said.
ME: what happened ayaan?
A: nothing mona.
ME: so who was that who helped you cargo my bike?
A: huh..how do you know?
ME: well i heard you
A: what you over heard me??
ME:what to do when you are talking so loud that the whole world can hear it?and moreover so what if i overheard you, dont i have the right?
A: yes yes mona you have all the right?
ME:then who helped you?
Just then najma called him
N2: bhaijaan come here. help me with shifting the luggages of kaka.
A: huh... sorry zoe i'll go in. here have it. sign this i forgot to give it to you at the airport.
he gave a envelope and with that he started leaving towards najma and i called back at him.
ME: but what is this?
A: delivery papers, sign in it and sent it back.
'uff this man. always forgetting everything'. i took out the papers and searched the one for delivery confirmation.i went through the papers and came across the one which shook me.it was the ticket. and it read the name-'ASAD AHMED KHAN'
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Hi everyone, iam back. iam really sorry for this late late late update. iam sorry from my heart. but iam glad i came back and happy to meet you all. eventhough i was not updating i still read all your works.next update will be soon dont worry.and thank you all for supporting me.
Now about this update. this would be totally a stupid one. but still i wanted to do it this way. because i wanted it to be crazy. i know you would all want the feelings to come from some some ornaments or photos or something that would be usual in every love story.but in this case its me who are talking to.i want to prove that feelings cannot only come from some romantic things but also from machines like how i made it come from bike.
See, it relates with their characters too na like they are tomboyish, they feel their feelings too in a tomboyish way.and mostly this update is about how these siblings and friends are bonded.
SO if you like this update please comment and like. and friends if you want pms please send a buddy request, its easy to send it that way. once again sorry for this late update.
Bye...see you soon and belated happy children's day and moharram.
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