THIRD PERSON'S POV

"Maizah tum mere hath se thappad khaogi" Momina said while glaring her and She looked at her father then her grandfather with an innocent and helpless face.

(Maizah! You will get a slap from my hand)

"Dada, abbu, please..." She pleaded with helplessness, her voice was so full of pain that any heart would be melted with her problem.

The problem which she faces everyday and no one was there to take a stand against Momina to save her.

"Badi Ammi, Please only for today " Maizah requested with puppy eyes and got a glare from her Aunty.

"Maizah Main bhul jaungi ki tum umar main 21 saal ki or qad main oot (camel) jesi ho gai ho.... Pit jaogi tum mere haath se.." Momina again repeated her words while glaring at her.

(Maizah, I'll forget that you are a grown up girl, I'll beat you!)

"Dada abbu, Abbu " Maizah made a pout and they both shrugged.

"Badi Ammi aap hitler se kam nhi ho" Maizah said with a pout and Momina glared at her.

(Badi Ammi, You aren't less than hitler)

"Beta agar ye dudh ka glass 1 minute me khali nahi hua to asli hitler ban jaungi" Momina said while pointing out towards the glass and Maizah made a pout.

(Dear, if you don't finish this milk within a minute then I'll become a real hitler)

"Bhabhi bachchi hai... Aaj rehne dijiye na" Aasif Rizwi said in defence of his only daughter

( Bhabhi, leave it for today)

"Aasif, you are spoiling her " Momina scolded her devar (younger brother-in-law)

"Bhukkad tu kya kar raha hai? Kuch to kar.. Teri Ammi mujh par zulm kar rahi hain" Maizah whispered in Anzala's ear who was sitting beside her doing his breakfast

(Gourmand! What are you doing, here your mother is torturing me and you are busy in eating. Do something dude)

Anzala looked at Maizah and again started having his breakfast.

"Ammi where is Jam?" Anzala Asked and Momina looked at the table.

"Wait a minute, I'm bringing that for you" Momina said to her son and moved towards the kitchen where Gul bano was making parathe for all.

Anzala looked at his mother who had just entered the kitchen, and in no time he lifted the glass of milk and drank it in one go. And then placed the empty glass in front of Maizah without saying any word.

"Yaar Anzala, you are great " Maizah said happily and Anzala smiled but again focus on his breakfast

"Yeh dono bohot chalak hain" Aasif said with a chuckle and Abdul Gafur also nodded in agreement

(They both are very clever)

"Dada abbu, abbu keep your mouth shut, if Mrs. Momina Rashid Rizwi got to know about this then she kicked Anzala from home, to go against her. " Maizah said in an over dramatic way while putting her elbow on Anzala's shoulder, she just wanted to tease him, but Anzala glared at her and pushed her elbow away.

"Maizah finish this mil..." Momina came out from the kitchen holding jar of jam in one hand and plate of paratha in other hand, she said in scolding way but stopped in between when she saw Maizah holding the empty glass.

"See badi Ammi, Its empty" Maizah said while making an unpleasant face and placed back the glass on table

"Yuck!.." Pulling out her tongue she made a face as if she really drink that milk.

"Anzala jam"

"Ammi now I'm getting late..." Saying that he made himself stand and lifted his bag on one shoulder.

"Tujhe chala hai ya yahi bethi rahegi" anzala asked Maizah and she lifted a paratha then rolled that. She was a big foodie girl who wasn't like other girls who died to maintain her figure.

(Do you wanna come or will stay here?)

"Of course Chalna hai.. Lekin jab, tak tu tameez se nahi bolega jab tak main nahi aaungi tere sath" Maizah said while biting on the paratha.

(Of course! I have to come with you, but first talk to me in manner full way)

"Deth ye to tu bhul ja ki main tujhse kabhi tameez se baat karunga.... Aana hai to aa warna bethi reh yahi par" Anzala smirked and picked a banana from dining table

(See.. Forget that I'll talk to you in a manners full way ever.... Now the decision is yours, Wanna come with me or not!)

"Oh Hello! Main badi hu tujhse... Hai na badi Ammi" Maizah said in an unclear way as her mouth was stuffed with paratha.

(Ohh Hello! I'm elder than you, right Badi Ammi )

"Bas 17 din badi ha tu mujhse.." Anzala huffed

( You are only 17 days older than me.)

"17 din to bohot hote ha..." Maizah's sentence was cut by Rumi.

(17 days are enough to...)

"Kitna ladte hain ye dono.. Ammi inki shadi karwa denge.." Rumi said and Anzala glared at his elder sister.

(How much they both fights, Ammi we will get them married)

"Aapi ye baat kabhi sochiye ga bhi nhi.. Main apni cousins ke bare main esa soch bhi nhi sakta.. Or dusri baat is bandarya se shadi karne ke liye kisi madari ko hi Dhundhna parhega" Anzala said the first part to his sister and last part to everyone, but Maizah giggled

(Aapi, don't you even think about this matter, I can't even think anything like this about my cousins. And secondly she is a joker so a juggler will be suitable for her)

"Or Dada abbu Iski shadi kisi Pagal ladki se hi hogi, woh hi esi jheel payegi.." Maizah said while rolling her eyes and everyone smacked their forehead as they both again started to behave like small kids who fight with each other on any topic without any reason. That was their daily routine,

(And grandpa, he will get married with an insane because only that girl will be able to tolerate her)

"Maizah, Anzala, why do you both fight so much?" Abdul Gafur asked with a smile and both glared at each other without any reason.

"Dada abbu, '' she started the argument. " Anzala said while pouting towards her.

"Shut up Anzu, actually you start the argument but I always end that as winner." Maizah said and Anzala huffed

"You!.." Anzala's sentence was cut off in between by a loud voice.

"Stop it you both, why do you start your day with an argument? " A very loud voice echoed in the big dining hall of Rizwi Mansion. That was Anzala's father Rashid Rizwi, who came back from his morning walk.

"Abbu, she is arguing!"

"No bade abbu, he is arguing!"

Both again started and Rashid shook his head with disappointment.

"Aasif, I think we should search for a good match for Maizah soon, so that we can marry her off and there will not be anyone to argue with my Anzala." Rashid said with a smile and Aasif also smiled.

"Bhai Jaan, I don't know how will I marry her off, I can't imagine my morning without these arguments. " Aasif said lovingly looking at his only daughter

"Chote papa, you don't worry I'll argue with you instead of her but kick off her from this house so that I can find peace here." Anzala said and got a slap on his arm by Maizah.

"Shadi ke baad to dur ki baat hai Tujhe to main marne ke baad bhi nhi chhodungi. Khwaboon main aa kar tujhse ladungi" Saying that Maizah raised her brows

(Forget that I'll leave you after marriage, I won't leave you even after my death, I'll come in your dreams to hold arguments with you.)

"Woh to mujhe pehle hi pta hai, tu to hai hi Chudail" Anzala said and stepped towards the door.

( That's what I already know! you are such a witch)

"Dad's abbu, I'm going... Allah Hafiz.. I'll tell him the meaning of real witch later. " Maizah whispered in her grandfather's ear, making him smile.

"Allah Hafiz. We're going " Anzala yelled from the door.

" They both have been such devils since childhood," Momina said and everyone smiled.

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Anzala entered the college on his bike. Maizah was sitting next to him, holding his shoulder. Anzala parked his bike and both moved towards their class.

They both were the third year of philosophy honours.

"Maizah, I think we are late" Anzala said and she nodded in agreement

"Anzu, Hitler Sharma will kill both of us. " Maizah said And Anzala nodded..

"So, let's bunk the first lecture. " Anzala said and both nodded.

"It's all because of you. " Maizah said and Anzala glared at her.

"But I'm proud of you, you have done absolutely correctly. " Maizah added with a genuine smile and Anzala also passed a smile.

They both were late for college because when they were in the way of college Anzala's gaze went to a wallet which was laying on the road near a bus stop. That was a total freak incident where no one picked up that wallet. He stopped his bike and picked up that wallet, Maizah told him not to do so but he opened it and found the wallet stuffed with money. They both were surprised to see that. Maizah told him to leave that wallet in the same place as they would be in some problem due to that but Anzala noticed an identity card in that. Maizah was tensed, she told him that the wallet might belong to some goon, she also shared every possibility in a negative way but Anzala was determined to give back the wallet to the owner. Following the address available on the id card Anzala and Maizah both went to that home and rang the doorbell.

"Yes?" A handsome guy who was around 25 open the door asked

"Does Mr. Ali live here?" Anzala asked and the guy nodded

"Can you please call him? " Anzala said politely and Maizah elbowed him.

" What's wrong with you? Give the wallet back and rush from here" Maizah whispered into his ear and he shook his head slowly.

"What work do you have with him? " the guy asked and Anzala looked at Maizah then again turned to that guy.

"Mr. Whoever you're, We have some very important work with Mr. Ali, please don't waste our time, we won't tell you what work we have with him, we will only tell him, so call him. " Maizah said in one breath and the guy was shocked to see a girl who was arrogant but beautiful too.

"Maizah, can't you talk politely?" Anzala whispered in his ear in a scolding way.

"Anzu, we're getting late for college, the lecture is of Hitler Sharma. " Maizah glared at Anzala.

"See Miss. Whoever you are, First of all start eating some sugar. Maybe it will help you to talk sweetly. You are standing on my doorway so you are my guest. That's why I'm tolerating your rudeness, otherwise I wouldn't waste a single second to show your real place." the guy said angrily and Maizah huffed.

"You really don't have manners, if we are asking to meet Mr. Ali, that means we must have some work with him." Maizah said angrily

"Shut your damned mouth Maizah! Let me talk."

"Anzala I'm telling you, you are wasting your time and mine too. " Maizah said angrily

"Bro, I am already very tense and Mr. Ali isn't in the condition to meet anyone, so kindly leave. I don't want any new problem. " The guy said to Anzala while ignoring Maizah, but the commotion attracted the member of home

"Naail what happened?" An old man asked.

"Dadu, I don't know what's the matter with both of them, they are asking about you but not telling them what they have worked with you" The guy informed his grandfather.

"If I am not wrong then You are Mr. Ali " Anzala said suddenly and when he recognised the pic of the id card.

"Yes I'm Ali. " He said in his old voice

"Uncle, we found this wallet on the road and came here to return it to you. " Anzala spoke while giving the wallet to him and Mr. Ali looked at his grandson Naail.

" We didn't find it suitable to give this to anyone else, but this man wasn't summoning you. " Maizah added and Mr. Ali smiled very happily and checked the wallet which had the money which he drew out from the ATM the same morning, but he lost it while returning home.

"Thanks a lot bro. " Naail said to Anzala and he nodded with a smile.

"It's not a big deal but humanity" Anzala replied with a smile.

"Why weren't you called your grandpa Mr.?" Maizah asked in huffing way

"I.. I'm Naail" He introduced himself with Anzala and Maizah

"I am Anzala" He introduced himself and Naail shook his hand with him.

In a small conversation they all got to know that Mr. Ali was A good friend of Mr. Abdul Gafur Rizwi. Naail and Mr. Ali stopped Anzala and Maizah for having tea with them but they were getting late for college so they took their leave.

"Wait! Anzala." Anzala stopped his bike when listened a voice from behind, they both turned back and found Naail.

"Actu.. Actually I'm sorry Miss whoever you are!" Naail said with a smile and Maizah smiled.

"It's okay Mr. Whoever you are" Maizah replied playfully and he also smiled.

"By the way I'm Maizah, you come to our home someday, with your Dadu, our Dada abbu will also become happy after witnessing his friend. " Maizah said and Naail Nodded.

"Where are you lost? '' Snapping his fingers in front of Maizah's face Anzala asked and she jumped on her place.

"What is cooking in your head?" Anzala asked and she shook her head but a smile made its way on her lips.

"Nothing

" she muttered, and Anzala jerked his head.

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-Mid Night-

"Eeeeeeehhhh... Why I'm becoming mad!! Maizah.. Sleep now and forget about that Naail. '' Maizah mumbled while hiding her face in the pillow and closed her eyes but that face was not leaving her senses.

"Why is that idiot coming in my eyes again and again?" she mumbled and again closed her eyes after slapping her own head with a smile.

"Naail Haider. " Her heart mumbled

"Shut up! Maizah. " her brain scolded her

"He was handsome. " her heart again recall his face

"Maizahhh!.... Control your heart. " Her brain said in scolding way

"Is this love at first sight?" Her heart asked and she smiled

"It's nothing but the effect of romantic novels and Bollywood movies, now sleep."

Finally she sighed and slept after getting the scolding from her wise brain.

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