The tall Cinderella and short prince

As the second part of the performance began, the masquerade ball scene unfolded, Kifayat went to Saba asking for her to dance.

Kifayat held the hand of Saba and led her to the center of stage. The dance began, they twirled across the wooden floor. Saba still step on Kifayat's foot once. Kifayat kept the smile on face, whispered, if you dare to step again, I will consficate all your comics. Saba became more honest.

As the clock struck midnight, our Cinderella, means Saba was supposed to fled leaving a glass slipper. But Saba forgot to wear the glass slipper. She left without leaving anything.

Kifayat also followed her according to the script. "Where did this idiot left the shoe? Why don't I see anything?" Kifayat's mind turned fast, She remembered when Saba stepped on her shoes while dancing, SHE DIDN'T WEAR THE SHOE FROM THE BEGINNING!

As Saba went backstage, Lia and Cyra immediately went to her, "You idiot, why did you not leave the shoe?"

"I thought the slippers would be easily removed while running, then I saw I was not wearing one."

"Then you could have just left the shoe you were wearing."

"Oh yeah, Why did not I think of that?" Now go soon, leave the slippers there. Without these your prince wouldn't found you." Saba hurriedly went to the stage to leave the shoe but heard a shocking statement. Her movement froze.

Kifayat's mind whirled at the situation. Now her line was supposed to be find the girl who fit the glass slipper. Not to mention slippers Saba left without leaving a single trace of clothing. "What a heartless girl." With countless thought spinning around her mind, she blurted out "Find out the tallest girl of the country. My princess must be taller than me. Otherwise I will not marry her."

Saba paused. "It could be like this too." Cyra and Lia was also stunned. Even the audience were stunned.Then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, your girl is so funny. Is she playing the role of a short prince who fell in love with a tall princess?" Samir said to Arbaz.

Arbaz also choked looking at the performance.

"Haha, Lia, Kifayat is really quick to react. The tall Cinderella and the short prince, Why did I not think of this script before?"

As the story continued, the royal guards left looking for the tall Cinderella. They reached the Cinderella's house and her step sister and mother tried to prevent him from finding Cinderella. But eventually he found his tall girl. Kifayat adjusted the line according to the script.

Instead of letting Saba wear the glass slipper, Kifayat stood on tiptoes to kiss her on forehead.

And that's how, the short prince found her love, tall Cinderella. And from then on they happily lived together. The commentators announced the end of the play.

All the students bowed to the audience. The curtain fell.

The whole audience eruption in applause and laughter. From that day Kifayat's name once again became famous as short prince.

Arbaz chuckled. He called his mother. "Mom you can call me princess whenever you want. I don't mind."

Arbaz's mother was stupid. "Son are you okay? I am sorry I didn't mean to tell your nickname to your father's friend. It was a slip of tongue."

"You! You told my nickname to others." But soon Arbaz became calm."It's alright mom. I do not hate this nickname anymore. I quite like it now."

Arbaz's mother wondered, what trick is Arbaz trying to play. Could it be he is really pissed of and playing uno-reverse card for me to stop calling him princess.

"Mom, do not think too much. I really am telling you, I like the name princess now."

Arbaz's mother hung up the phone in a daze. Did my son became crazy and started spouting things he doesn't like!!?

Arbaz's father came to the drawing room and saw his wife was on a daze looking at her phone. He thought, she was missing their son.

"What are you doing?"

"Arbaz called." Arbaz's father became a little serious. "What did he say?"

"He told me to call him princess. He said that he doesn't hate this nickname anymore.

Has our son finally became crazy?"

"Look I told you not to spoil your son too much. Letting him play with the computer all day, now he has finally became crazy."

"I should have insisted to let him study finance instead of Computer science. What can he do in future by making games? Our country is not that developed in this area, he will end up wasting time."

Arbaz's mother doesn't know what to say. "Since he insisted, let him do what he wants.

Did you not agree before. Besides even if nobody believes in our son, we have to support him, right."

Arbaz's father sighed. "Let's see what happens in future."