(Part 4)

"So~ Delicious!" Cassiel commented swaying with a plate of curry rice in his hands before a small window.

Resting his arm on the window, with his chin cupped in his hand, Seraph sat in a stool chuckling.

"See! I was right. You should become a chef Seraph Awan. You'll rob all five stars off the restaurants! Seraph Awan the 5 Michelin Star chef1!" Cassiel remarked taking another bite while swaying.

"Pfft! Haha!" Seraph laughed, "I am glad you liked it." The two talked to each other from parallel apartment windows.

"Seriously, I thought you'd have forgotten how to cook since it's been long but here you are shining! Your curry rice are the best!" Cassiel continued to praise.

"Come on. Just stop already, it's embarrassing." Seraph picked up his phone which vibrated. Scrolling down for a while he read, "IPL, sure are going crazy aren't they?"

"Right!" Cassiel concurred turning his chair around and taking a look at his laptop, "Mumbai Indians are really rolling. As a spectator, I can't even grasp a hold of their abilities."

Seraph narrowed his gaze, "You're right… To think highschoolers faced a team like this in the past makes me wonder about the threshold of skill required just to confront them."

Cassiel exhaled, "A level higher than limits, Seraph." 

Suddenly a woman called, "Cassiel!"

Cassiel alerted stood up, "Looks like mother is calling. Let's talk later okay?"

Seraph agreed, "Yeah, take your time. Just text me, or call me once you are free."

Cassiel shutting the screen of his laptop replied, "Alright, but your curry rice are awesome, I am telling you." he recalled once again heading out.

Seraph chortling shook his head, "I know, I know. Just go already." Standing up before the window he laid straight on his bed. Keeping his phone aside he stared at the roof silent. "I wonder what others might be…" he thought as someone knocked the door.

Seraph sitting up replied, "Come in."

The door creaked opening as Seraph turned his head aside trying to look. Upo realizing, a smile escaped his lips. "Who's there?" he asked playfully.

"Suri's here~" A tender, angelic voice entered, "May I come in?" she asked peeking with her head inside.

"Yes, you can." Seraph replied.

Suri opening the door came inside with many books in her small hands. Seraph looked at her amused. Keeping the books on Seraph's studying chair, she closed the door. Picking them back, she toddled to the bed. Seraph gently grasping her, made her sit.

"So, how can brother help his little angel??" he ruffled her hairs affectionately.

"Homework…" Suri showed her books.

Seraph blinked.

"Suri always studies alone and homework is hard. Can you help me complete it?" she pleaded with puppy dog eyes.

Seraph full of guilt, smiled, "Yes, I can. No need to ask." "Sigh~ what a brother he is..." he thoguht.

Suri jubilant, instantly opened her books beginning to study diligently. "Why does her words always send me a heart attack...?" Seraph thought speechless.

After a while, the door was knocked once again. Seraph looked up, "Come in."

"Is Suri here?" Yumna asked looking inside.

Seraph nodded pointing at her who was studying. Yumna smiled coming in. "Good to see her studying on her own.

" "No, I am studying with brother." Suri corrected.

"Why? Does she not study?" Seraph asked in a light murmur, giving his mother space to settle down.

Yumna shook her head, "She gets confused a lot. So Maya teaches her. Thanks to her, she got good grades in her last monthly exams too."

Seraph smiled, "Is that so? Then, I should thank her."

Yumna turned to him surprised, "You didn't met her?"

Seraph shook his head, "She would be at the academy because it's the result day today."

"Right…" Yumna realized, "Then you should meet her later."

Seraph looked away twitching his brow. "I don't want to. She'll only beat me up…" he whispered.

"Pft! Haha!" Yumna laughed dabbing his back, "It's all because you don't talk to her properly and always tease her."

Seraph looked at her speechless, "When did I ever do that?! She misunderstands everything." he retorted as Yumna still laughed.

"Haha, your father says the exact same thing. She misunderstands my Seraph." she told. Suri amused picked her books up sitting on Seraph's lap while he shook his head in disbelief.

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"STRAIGHT INTO THE GAPS IT GOES, AND IT'S A FOUR!! YOU CRICKET LOVING FOLKS! UNBELIVABLE…!" the commentary echoed through the room as Heber's father jumped up with one of his infant brother in excitement, "Yes!!" while his grandmother clapped.

"What did you say mother?" Heber asked confused unable to hear a single word she had spoken. Continuously, being a trampoline for both his sisters and a punching bag for his other infant brother, he looked up at the shelf where his mother chopped the vegetables.

Annoyed by the constant television noise Heber yelped, "Could you both just turn down the volume already?! What's the point of getting excited watching India's match?!"

"Since you'll beating the winning team from this match brat! I am enjoying the sight of winning losers!" his father replied.

Heber rolled his eyes speechless, "Just turn down the volume no matter what your reason is dad. I can't hear a single word mom is saying." Standing up with Sara hanging on his back and his brother in his arm. He sat on the chair before the shelf.

"Yay~!" Nur cheered running round and round his chair.

"I was saying…" his mother repeated adding spices in the curry pot, "Why don't all 13 of you go and visit the Religious shrine of the Sufi Saint of Karachi 2? Over there, go and pray for what you desire, what you yearn for assuming victory for example and hang locks inside. You'll win for sure then." she assured smiling.

Heber realizing perked up, "You are right! Why didn't I realize that sooner?" "Let me ask Captain Kenzo and the rest if they have time to visit…" he pulled out his phone texting.

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"Here you go." Layla smiled inserting the drip needle inside Poseidon's hand who winced, "Ouch…"

"It's been a while since you have had an IV treatment3. It might sting a little." she patted his hand.

Poseidon shook his head resting his back on the patient's bed, "It's alright."

"Seriously, what were you both doing to lose this much weight?" Layla asked worried, glancing at Helios who sat on the sofa smiling. "Training." he replied straightforwardly. "

Training? What kind of training did you go through that you both lost 5-6 kg in just a month and half?!" Layla asked speechless and full of suspicion sitting on her table.

Helios and Poseidon smiled at each other awkwardly.

"And Poseidon, did you take your medicine on time? I made sure to send it to the base every month." Layla inquired.

"Yes." Poseidon replied.

"Layla?" asked a voice knocking the door. "Come in, Karin."

Layla replied. Poseidon's mother stepping in smiled.

"Good afternoon, Aunt Karin." Helios greeted. Karin nodded, "You have grown up too, haven't you Helios?"

"Hehe…" he chuckled nodding. 

"Now…" Layla stood, beside Karin. "Good thing you bought him here. I could give him a good checkup before the PSL. God knows, what kind of training did they went through?" she looked her overwhelmed. "Lay down and rest until your drip finishes. I'll go and take a look at your reports." she advised.

Poseidon nodded. Assuring Karin, Layla headed out. "And Helios, don't disturb him." she warned .

Helios glanced at Poseidon pointing at himself surprised, "Me?! When do I disturb him?"

"I know pretty well when you Do and Don't." Layla headed out beside Karin who chuckled.

Poseidon too hid his laughter. Helios feeling offended laid down silent. The door closing.

"Come on…" Poseidon said, "She was just joking."

"No I won't talk to you. I am a hugeee … disturbance, aren't I?" Helios uttered grumpily.

Poseidon twitching his brow replied straightforwardly, "Alright." Immediately looking away.

Helios's ears perking up he turned around, "Poseidon?"

Poseidon exhaled turning to him with a smile.

"You scared me for a moment." Helios stood up.

Poseidon glanced at his hand exhaling in which the cannula was inserted. "Don't make a face like this, you are going to get healthy in no time." Helios assured pulling a chair and sitting beside his bed.

Poseidon shook his head, "I am not worried about this… I am worried about Ezekiel. I don't think it was right to urge him like that. Who knows, what he might be going through right now?"

Helios furrowed his gaze nervously, "I told him to come here, if he doesn't want to visit home or even if something happens." "Or, we should call him. How's that?" he asked.

Poseidon nodded straightway, "Yeah, let's call him."

Helios taking his phone out dialed the number as Poseidon silent prayed for the best.