THIRTEEN

Nobody made a sound for a long time as Dad coughed to make everyone act normal as if a civil person who loves communications had just joined us for dinner. I didn’t know why but a bright smile adored my face as I heard him taking a sharp breath beside me. Was he here because of me?

Don’t be a typical girl.

My conscience rolled her eyes at me as I tried to gather myself and my thoughts that were flying high just because of my little achievement.

Everyone suppressed their smiles making me confuse when he came to stand behind Muzamil as a cue for him to stand up.

“You can sit over there.” Muzamil Bhai whined while shrugging his shoulders as his mouth was stuff with the food but he didn’t budge from his spot as he was glaring at him with his frozen intense eyes.

Muzamil Bhai looked at everyone then at him as he mouthed something most probably a curse before getting up and went to sit on the left side of Dad.

He sat beside me as my breath got stuck in my throat as I wanted to glare at Muza