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"Azlan walk to the corner and hold your ears facing the wall," Zayd said strictly making Azlan's eyes widen
"Baba I'm 26, not 6 yar!" Azlan whined making Zayd glare at him
"I'm well aware of that fact Mr. 26-year-old idiot now march your ass to the corner before I get up and make you" Azlan blushed hearing his father curse and moved to the corner not wanting to get his ass busted
"You okay bachay?" Zayd looked down at Ayan who was snuggling in his chest
"As long as I'm with you I'm fine" Ayan mumbled softly kissing Zayd on his cheek, making him smile
"I'll always be there with you beta! Now let me up I have to deal with your brother who seems to be getting out of hand" Zayd glared at Azlan who was pouting while standing in the corner facing the wall
"Acha sa lagana! Mujhay itna sara shots lagata ha yeh ap bhi isko zara zor zor ka thapar lagana" Ayan whispered in Zayd's ear who nodded with a wink and stood up giving a kiss on his forehead
"Turn" Zayd stood behind Azlan and ordered him who obliged... He glared at Azlan who was continuously looking down pouting
"Ge! Kuch bolna chahte ha ap Mr?" Zayd asked sarcastically making Azlan look up at him meekly
"Bs itna bata dein ma na kiya kya ha?" he asked slowly, glancing at Zayd from time to time
"Ge ge zarur batata hun na ma apko sahib aur koi hukum" Zayd taunted and Azlan shamelessly shook his head
"Nai bs itna hi bata dein" Zayd stared at him for a few seconds then gave him a smile before landing a hard whack on his back who jumped
"Baba!" he whined rubbing the sting "Kya 'baba' han? What was the point of you asking Ahad to hold me back? Mein na roka tha apko injection dene sa jo ap na yeh kiya?" Zayd asked firmly
"Sorry!" Azlan mumbled looking down "Sorry ki baat nahi ha Azlan! Put yourself in his position! ap agar pain ma ho and you want to be in my arms but can't be! even when I am standing in front of you watching you scream in pain, kese lage ga apko?"
Zayd asked loudly pointing toward Ayan who was lying on the bed on his stomach rubbing the sore spot smiling mischievously
Azlan's heart skipped a beat he knew what he did was wrong but he also knew that he needed to do this! ever since they all discovered Ayan's disease he has been showing many tantrums and always trying to avoid shots
And most of the time he ended up convincing Zayd to not let anyone give him shots... Azlan can't let his brother die just because he does not want to bear the pain of some damn injections
"Baba! I know jo mein na kiya woh galat tha but ap mera bhi point of view samjhein na... Jab sa hum sab ko pata chala ha iski bemari ka bare ma he has been showing thousands of tantrums... Not that I mind, Haq ha uska ka woh tantrums dikhai"
"Par baba masla ya ha ka woh cute si shakal bana ka apko mana leta ha aur ap mujhay rokta ha ka use shots na dun ya bad ma de dun... Par yeh shots boht zaruri ha baba hame uski body ko itna strong karna ha ka woh is disease sa lar pai" Azlan explained softly
Zayd sighed he knew Azlan was right he always falls for his son's cute face... But what can he do? He does not have the heart to watch his bacha in pain
"Par I'm sorry baba ainda nai Karun ga... Abhi bhi apko pas nai ane diya kyu ka agar ap ate to he would get a chance to move aur phir woh bhag jata pehla bhi aise hi bhaga tha ap logon ka ane sa pehla, woh to ma aur Zain bari mushkil sa pakar ka lai ise" Zayd bit his smile at Azlan's pouty face
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Rabt-e-Dil
RandomIn this story, we follow the lives of four brothers and their kind-hearted father, who is more like their best friend than a strict parent. Even though he is gentle, he knows how to make sure his children behave. The youngest brother, who is often t...
