Chapter 3

Zayyad on the other hand quickly left Noor's home and starts to make his way to their gangs usual hangout , a story building like all the other houses around , a place where he stays with his friends that he considers as brothers now .

He walked in long strides and reached home feeling very uncomfortable in his torn cloth ,due to the riots ,not only his cloth but even the others clothes got torn .

He saw Kabir sitting on the couch as he examine his dagger on his hand .

Tahir , Adam and Irfan were sitting on the single chairs in the living room , all of them have changed into a fresher and cleaner cloth apart from Zayyad .

'I really thought you were in your room ...where were you ? ' Irfan asked , he repairs his position from lying down to sitting down .

'He went to give that girl her stuffs ' Adam replied even before Zayyad could open his mouth to reply .

Zayyad sat down beside Kabir on the couch wanting to answer them first before changing .

'Seriously? I mean what's the need to take her stuffs to her ? ' Kabir asked not really hoping for Zayyad to reply him .

'You don't like her , Do you ? ' Irfan asked after a short moment of silence.

'No , he definitely just did that out of some little humanity that only him has between us ' Tahir finally spoke .

'But she was not the only girl that dropped some stuffs but it was only her that he took stuffs to ' Adam said , he shifted his heads to take a glance at Zayyad who is uninterestingly listening to them .

'Whatever , he definitely doesn't like her , Right ? ' Kabir asked as he turns to face Zayyad .

'You guys ! His heart shade is black remember? He can't love ' Irfan said quickly ending the topic .

Zayyad got up and went upstairs to change his torn black top and trouser .

The hallway upstairs was dark yet Zayyad didn't care to switch on the corridor light , he likes his things to be dark just like his heart . He opened his room's door and locked it after he has entered in .

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Noor has just finished praying, she went downstairs mainly to watch and that's when she heard yet another knock on the door . She just hoped that Zayyad is not back to give her any other thing .

Noor turned the door knob and opened the door , she was not surprised to see Mahir ,Bilal and Isma'il , her brother's friends .

She released a low hiss because she knows now the house will be noisy now .

' Ya Munir ! Your chicks are here! ' Noor shouted loud enough for Munir to hear .

Munir came to the parlor almost immediately and said in a low voice 'Atleast I've some chicks so I'm not the lonely hen ' That's the reply he always give her when she said that .

Noor turned off the television because even if she turn it on , the noise from Mahir's deep voice wouldn't allow her to hear the sound from the television. Bilal's soft voice can be bearable , likewise Isma'il's voice but that's not the case when it comes to Mahir's own .

Noor decided to say 'Hi ' to then before going upstairs.

'Hello Isma'il ! ' Noor greeted with a short wave at the same time , Isma'il smiled back showing his deep dimples and also greeted her .

'Hey Bilal ! ' She greeted , Bilal also smiled , that's what Noor like the most about him , his smile is not a normal one like his brother , Isma'il's own , his smile is like the sight of a cute puppy smiling .

'Hello Mahir ! ' Noor greeted and instead of receiving a cute smile like Bilal's own or a simple smile like Isma'il's own she received a frown in response.

'I'm saying hi ' She repeated again thinking maybe he didn't hear her at first .

'We'll , hold your hi , I don't need it ' Mahir replied

'What did I do now ? ' Noor asked

'Three of us are here but I'm the last person you're greeting ' Mahir answered

Noor scoffed at his reply , not only because it's stupid but because it sounds childish .

'Then why did Bilal not complain , I mean I didn't greet him first ' She replied

'That's simply because you didn't greet him last either ' He said

Noor rolled her eyes and said 'Watch and see if I'll ever greet you again '

She quickly went upstairs not wanting to hear more of his childish replies. 'It's always a drama with Mahir ' She thought .

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