THIRD PERSON'S POV :
"Maryam"
"ji"
(yeah)
"Are you ready?" Her husband asked and she nodded with a smile.
"Main tayyar hu magar aapke bachche bohot time lete hain tayyar hone main, specially Bilal" Maryam complaint while slipping the bangles in her wrist, and her husband smiled.
(I'm ready but your children took too much time to be ready, specially Bilal)
"Abhi bachcha hai, samajhdaar ho jayega" Her husband said and smiled
(he will be mature and responsible with time) ,
"Shifa se ek saal hi chhota hai, uska bachpan hi khatam nhi ho raha aur Shifa Waqt se pehle hi itna mature logo ki tarah behave karti hai, she is so serious and sober." Maryam said with a smile but she was concerned about her daughter
(He is only a year younger than Shifa but he is just like a brat, and here Shifa is so much serious even in this age)
"Tumhari to koi baat Shifa ke bina puri hi nahi hoti" Her husband said as a satire after rolling his eyes and picked his wrist watch to wear
(your any talk doesn't end without addition of Shifa)
"Aur aapki kisi baat main uska naam bhi nhi aata" Maryam said with disappointment and her husband let a cold sigh out
(And your talks never include Shifa)
"Accha ab jane se pehle mood off mat kro" He said with furrowed brows and Maryam turned to him and held his both hands
(okay now don't spoil the mood before going)
"Kitna pyaar karti hai aapko, ek baar usse baat to kariye" Maryam said and her husband smiled.
(She loves you very much, at least talk to her once)
"You are Looking very beautiful, but why you are not wearing that red suit?"
''You know very well how to divert once mind from topic" Maryam said in small voice and left his hands. She took steps towards Shifa's room
"Shifa"
"Mumma I don't want to go, please" Shifa pleaded and Maryam smiled.
"My doll is looking like a real doll, and what will you do by staying in home, we all will eat Biryani and will eat daal chawal." Maryam said and Shifa nodded
"okay... Just because of Biryani" Shifa said with a little smile and Maryam kassed her cheek
"Now get ready soon" Maryam said and left the room to check her sons.
Shifa's pov:
I never wanted to go to phuppo's place, I don't like her, neither her daughter and I hate her son, he always make fun of me. Phuppo was younger than papa but she was a typical sister-in-law who taunt on my mumma every now and then I hate her, but I had to went to the family gathering.
I looked at myself in mirror and that was looking fine. After applying kajal in my eyes on the name of makeup, I tied my hairs in high ponytail. I kept my look as simple as I could
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My Mom's Personal Diary ✔️(Complete)
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