(Part 10)

 "Here you go, take these for your mothers and sister." the fruiterer gave a bag full of apples, bananas, apricots, and strawberries in Seraph and Cassiel's hands.

"Ah, thank you…" Seraph searched for his wallet, however was immediately stopped, "It's alright. Take these for free."

"But…" Seraph said however was interrupted again, "My sales will be blissful today thanks to both of your arrival. Take it as a gift." the fruiterer assured.

Seraph smiled, "Thank you…"

"Go on now." the man told, "Your parents might be waiting."

Cassiel and Seraph nodding at each other ran.

"Cassiel, Seraph!" many boys called running beside them.

"Zaid, Arawn." Cassiel recognized the two familiar figures.

"Haha, you realized it was us?" Zaid asked.

"Of course, we would." Seraph replied.

"How happy we are to see you." Arawn gleamed.

"Haha!" Cassiel chuckled beside Seraph who clapped his hand agaisnt Arawn's.

A little deeper inside the street, Seraph spotted a 6 year old girl, running towards him. Wearing a colorful sleeveless frock, with her striking yellow hairs tied in two little buns.

Seraph gasped. His eyes shining.

The little girl full of joy and inocence rushed suddenly tripping, however, before she could fall Seraph grabbed her fragile figure in his arms raising her in midair.

"Brother!" she gleamed hugging him tight as Seraph laughed, "Haha!"

"Brother is back! Brother is back…! Brother is… sob! Sob…!" she repeated overjoyed suddenly starting to cry.

Seraph smiled patting her head. "Come on, don't cry now, Suri." he looked at her. Wiping her tears, "I am back aren't I?"

"But… sniff, sniff, you'll leave again…" she cried. Seraph unable to retaliate over her words gave out a down casted smile.

"Oh dear, oh dear…" entered a fruity voice, "Don't tell me you'll make your brother cry with you now Suri?" a woman asked coming out. A shawl covering her shoulders, she walked to the two of them.

Seraph whispered, "Mother…" Caressing Seraph's hairs she patted Suri's back. "Welcome back home." Yumna greeted lovingly.

Seraph stepping forward pulled her into an embrace too, "Sorry to trouble you mother. This unfilial child is back."

Yumna looked up confused, "Who said you are an unfilial child? Don't say that." 

Seraph winked at her, glancing at Suri playfully, "Suri said so…" he acted sad.

Suri anxious peeked at Seraph who looked away depressed. Not meaning those words, she kept her tiny hands on Seraph's cheek turning his face to her, "Sorry, I didn't mean that. Don't be sad, Suri loves you very much brother." Her voice as sweet as honey filled with small hiccups. An arrow of guilt shot Seraph's heart instead, "I know, I know. Don't apologize." he replied lovingly.

Suri once again hugged him tight. "Come on in, I'll make something great for you to eat." Yumna headed inside the apartment.

"Mother." Seraph called.

Yumna turned around, "Yes?"

"Let me make something for you instead." he proposed.

Suri looked up astonished, "You'll cook brother?"

Seraph nodded, "After all, you must be missing my cuisines." he teased.

Yumna chuckled. "Yay!" Suri cheered squeezing him again.

Tracing Cassiel's sight who was surrounded by his parents gave out a relieved smile following inside. Suddenly his phone vibrated. Pulling it out of his pocket, he read, "Let's meet again from the window, big brother." Glancing at Cassiel, he saw him winking.

Seraph smiled texting back, "Alright."

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"Come on~" Heber cried banging the door, "Just open it up already~ I am dead tired~! I have been standing out here for 15 minutes."

"Who?" a sweet girl asked from inside.

"Yah, who?" another one copied. Her voice stammering.

Heber banged his head speechless. Literally?! It was the seventh time!!

"Me~ Brother Heber…" Heber replied in vain.

"Brother Heber who?" The girl asked again.

Earnestly speaking that was enough! But what could Heber do? "Did my parents leave a five and a two year old girl alone in the house?!" was the only thing he could think of at that moment.

"Come on~ just call mama and baba already. Where are they? How could you seriously not remember your own brother?! I wasn't out there for this long to be forgotten so easily?! That hurts!" Heber uttered hurt.

Admitting defeat in the end he whispered, "Your brother with candy blue hairs…"

Seriously, he had to retort to this method?! He had no words to explain anymore...

"AH!" the girl realized, "Brother Hammer!"

"Yes! That was it!" Heber cried tears of joy, "Yes it's me, Brother Hammer! Now open the door."

"Um…" the girls stuttered, "Th-e lock's too up…! I not go!"

That was finally it! Heber slammed his face hopeless. Looking up at the door he clicked his tongue annoyed. "Now even if it's the wrong way I am doing it!" he murmured. "Sara, Nur! Move back from where you are standing!" he called.

"Ok-ay!" "O-hay!" the girls replied simultaneously.

Climbing up the long gate like a monkey, with his cool acrobatics, Heber leapt over the gate to find two little cute girls staring at him with stars in his eyes, "A fly-ying plane…" the two gasped.

Heber glanced at them with his mouth held low, "Seriously?! I'll land on them!!" he freaked in his thoughts.

Changing his falling trajectory he yelled, "I told you both to move away didn't I !!?"

And... Fwoosh~ he went from an aero plane to a crashing plane banging on the tree and sliding down. 

"Oh my!!" exclaimed a woman travelling her hands to her mouth bewildered. Behind her back a baby carrier was tied inside which a baby boy clapped his hands delighted.

Soul leaving Heber's body, birds circled around his head.

"Honey! Mother in law! Look! Heber just crashed!" the woman called rushing to him.

"What?!" asked a middle aged man coming out, in his hands he carried another baby in his arms.

"Oh dear, oh dear~" an old woman chanted coming out in the garden.

"Brother Hammer!!" Sara and Nur jumped over Heber's lifeless body.

"Help~!" Heber cried.

"Come on get up. What were you thinking doing this?!" the woman pulled Heber up, who rubbed his back and head hurt. "You weren't answering the door! So I… had too." Heber replied in pain.

"Oh dear… I am sorry. I was changing your brother's diaper, I didn't realize someone was on the door." the woman ruffled Heber's hairs apologetic as the man pulled him up.

"Just wow, now diapers are more important than the eldest son returning back home and banging the door for 15 minutes…?!" Heber thought looking at his infant twin brothers speechless and envious at the same time.

"Let's go inside, brother." Sara pulled him inside grabbing his middle finger.

"Yeah! Up! Up!" Nur gestured to pull her up.

Heber rubbing his back exhaled picking her up. "Nothing like sympathy here. And, now they finally recognized who is was." he thought.

The man smiling at Heber asked, "So what's up? My son's back from the base just when the PSL are about to begin. Don't tell me you were kicked out?" he teased.

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"TO BARGE INSIDE THE HOME LIKE A HOOLIGAN!! THE GREETINGS OF THE MINHAS FAMILY! HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN THEM!!?" scolded an old man, his attire of a soldier.

Azazel sat on him heels before him, gulping. "What in the world?!" he shrieked nervously, "Just when did grandfather come back home?!"

The old man continuously scolded as Azazel glanced at the three figures peeking at him from the corner of the room's door. "And they are seriously enjoying it?!"

One was a young woman and a man with the last one being a young boy up to age 21.

"SO, HOW DO YOU CORRECT YOURSELF?" the old man growled.

Azazel flinched looking right and left, "Ah- right-!" he stood up. Taking his right hand to his forehead, he kept his both feet together saluting, "Major General of Pakistan's Army, Sir Azher Minhas! Azazel Minhas returns home!" His voice crisp, loud and clear, the old man hearing him called, "Ahmed, Haris and Hoor come inside."

The three figures who stood at the door instantly jolted coming inside. The man wearing a white navy uniform with a hat and two badges hung over his coat he smiled at Azazel lovingly. 

Azazel turned over to him, his expression turning bleak he saluted once again, "Commander of Pakistan Navy, Sir Haris Minhas! Azazel Minhas returns home!"

Looking at his brother who stood serious, wearing a dark blue uniform with a golden sash and a hat and two badges hanging over his over his uniform, emitting a graceful aura. Azazel saluted once again, "Pilot Officer of Pakistan Air force, Sir Ahmed Minhas! Azazel Minhas returns back home!"

Keeping his hand down, he walked over to his mother who looked at him slightly worried. "Azazel…" she whispered grasping his arms and caressing them as Azazel looked below dejected.

"Mother, Azazel returns home…" he greeted.

Hoor smiled affectionately, "Welcome back."

"It's alright father, Azazel just returned home. Don't be so harsh on him. He is still a child." Haris said.

Azher sighed, "This kid forgets even proper etiquettes every time. How many times do I have to remind him? I am in the Army, you are in the Navy and Ahmed is in the Air force and he? Where is he? In a cricket board throwing balls and flinging bats?!"

Azazel clenched his fists tight. "A child you say? He is already 12! He should be preparing for his path and career just like his brother while here he is playing cricket? What kind of a joke is that?" Azher continued to ridicule.