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Assalam-u-alaikum, here is today's update. I hope you like it ❤️
                          
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Mishal POV:
                          
Father opened the door and I saw and man who looked like an older version of Zain. 
                          
"Assalam-u-alaikum, Omer," he said smiling showing his small wrinkles in the corner of his eyes. I instantly liked him as he looked sweet and kind. 

                          
"Walaikum-assalam, Rehman," father said faking a smile and shaking his hand. The man's eyes traveled from father to Yasin who I was hiding behind. 
                          
"And who is this handsome young man?" he asked walking forward to Yasin. I was about to walk backward when Yasin grabbed my hand before I got to far. 
                          
"Assalam-u-alaikum uncle, I am his son," Yasin said walking forward pulling me along with him. He let my hand go and put his hand out to shake. 
                          
"Walaikum-assalam son," he said then just seeing me and maybe it was just my imagination but his eyes seemed to have gotten brighter.
                          
"And is this our Mishal. MashAllah she is a very beautiful young lady," he said putting his hand on my head and leaning forward to kiss my head. 
                          
"Assalam-u-alaikum uncle," I mumbled looking down. 
                          
"Walakium-assalam beta, what a wonderful pair of children you have Omer. I'm jealous," he said laughing. "Mines are always fighting or playing around with each other. They're never calm!"
                          
"Yes, MashAllah. I am very grateful for them," father said smiling though I saw his left eye twitching. 
                          
What a liar.
                          
He's not grateful of us.
                          
Next came a beautiful young lady with a warm smile whom I just wanted to hug. I was even more surprised when she came up to me to do so. 
                          
"What a beautiful girl. I am so jealous," she said coming up to me and hugging me. I slowly wrapped my arms around her as well.
                          
"Thank you auntie," I said overwhelmed with the amount of respect they were showing me. 
                          
"Oh don't call me auntie! It makes me feel old!" She said pulling away from me. I nodded and quickly looked down. 
                          
"And if everything goes according to plan mama will be just fine," she said as my ears and cheeks started turning a dark shade of red. I heard her chuckling as she went on to my brother.
                          
"And what a handsome face we have here. Oh and so politely mannered. Hey Zain learn a few things from him!" She said not bothering to look back at Zain who was red from the face. I quickly covered my mouth to hide my smile that was turning up on my face.
                          
She then walked over to mother who was smiling at her from across the room. 
                          
"Assalam-u-alaikum! I was only expected to see a beautiful mother for these to angels." She said hugging my mother. 
                          
"Walaikum-assalam! Oh your too kind." She said laughing awkwardly after. Then came in Zara jumping. 
                          
"Oh! Sister In lawww! I'm so so so so happy to see you! You look so beautiful today! Can I like take your face and you can have mine?!" She said a bit too excitedly. I just laughed in response and hugged her. 
                          
"And your mommmmm!" She said skipping over to my mother. She hugged her as my mother's face held a shocked look as she has never met any child this hyper.