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“I'm serious. I did not have anything other than coffee at home and we did not even stop on the way to grab breakfast!”
“And that’s my fault because?” Sani scoffed, but still sighing heavily, she turned towards the refrigerator.
She opened it ajar to show him,
“See, its empty. And before you complain, don't forget we have came here uninvited and without notice.”
“You mean there is nothing in this shack?!” He yelled going furiously at Sani.
My blood boiled and I was about to go and straighten him but Aaira came in between, glaring at Haadi,
“It’s a house. Not a shack.”
Sani thankfully stepped away and came towards me at the back door.
Haadi chuckled bitterly,
“Yeah, right. A house, which will crumble to the ground, with just one big storm!”
He turned to stare at us and scoffed, “And it will fall on Sani's head first. Beware. The threshold does not look strong to me.”
“Stop right there! Mind your tongue, will you?” I grunted, wishing to punch him.
Humza came forward, pressing hard on Haadi's shoulder,
“It’s our family in this house, you are envisioning devastation off. Don't even joke about such things and it’s my last warning to you.”
Humza being the eldest of the lot simply earned the respect and Haadi did look intimidated by him as he mumbled fumingly, “I was just kidding. Besides, there is no food in this place. We might die of starvation anyway.”
I couldn’t believe this guy. He was desperate for picking a fight. I had never seen a person who begged so much for attention.
Zidaan, who had been quiet until now, walked forward and snapped cuttingly, “Sorry. They did not know you were about to come or else the sharks from the ocean would have surely prepared something. Seeing, as you look like their forgotten brother.”
“What the hell do you mean?!” Haadi acted as if ready to launch himself on Zidaan, but Humza was still grabbing him and warned in no uncertain terms, “Enough! If you are hungry before we had even begun to enjoy, you can go bring the food. But don't order anyone here. If all this is beneath you, I think you have never been to a picnic before. Feel free to go home. Now!”
Seeing the tempers running high, Sani squealed gliding towards Humza, while getting out her wallet,
“Give me some change. I will go get junk for all of us from those stalls at the beach. I just saw it from the back door. Trust me it tastes like a treat in this weather. I'm saying it from experience.” She said the last sentence glancing at me quickly, probably remembering our first date. She tried to hide her blush when I met her gaze head on.
I understood she just wanted to appease everyone.
“No no! I have the money. I just need some change.” Sani denied when Humza handed her some cash without exchange.
“Keep it.” Humza smiled at her fondly, while his wife Aaira, giggled saying, “We will robe you later, if you are that eager to get rid of it.”
“Go on now. And don't forget to count the number of people before you bring food. Otherwise, surely you’ll forget me.” Humza chuckled, gently pushing at her back.
Sani nodded thoughtfully and stated in a serious tone, “I really would have forgotten. But I won't now, since it’s your money. We will owe you every tasty bit of that junk.”
No one could hold back their laughter, as Sani flew out, taking Umber along.
Everyone dispersed to get relaxed and I stood at my spot gazing at her having ice pops with Umber, and giggling like the happiest person on the planet.
“Why are you looking at Sani?!” came a stern voice from beside me.
It was Haadi.
I spared him with half a smile, “You would know if I was...hmm? If you were doing the same.”
