Breathing into the fresh air of his country he felt giddy somehow,

after all he was here after 4 fucking years.

Spotting his driver he walk towards his car looking like a model or u should say hot meal,

yes this was what girls were whispering at the airport gawking at him,he didn't felt uncomfortable because he was use to it but having a dead handsome personality can cause many problems you know(🤫😉)

Anyways he sat in the car and told the driver to go home as soon as possible as he was quite tired after the flight.

Looking at the way he was relaxed knowing that they'll reach the farm house which is located under the beauty of Islamabad and close to the country side after 2 hours straight,

Being welcomed like a prince by his dado he knew she missed him a lot than he did,

he loves his dado no doubt she was the one who pampered him with the love he deserved after the tragic death of his parents in a plane when he was only 9,

Remembering that he recalled how his dado played the role of his mother and father to raise him up,

he had a huge respect for her and never want to hurt her but the work he has doesn't allow him to be free most of the time,only he knew how he had managed this trip.

"Allah MashAllah Mera bacha a gaya Allah pak ke karam se Khair khairiat se alhumdullillah aja Mera puttar under a mene Tere Liye itni sari tayarian ki hai"

(Aye MashAllah my son has arrived safe and sound come inside I've prepared many things for you)

Smiling lovingly at her he entered the house,

"Bus dado dekh lain agaya ma ab bus Rona ni hai acha dekhain ma Yahan ho apke pas"

(That's it now don't cry dado look I'm here with you)

He wiped her tears of joy with his thumbs,

"Janti hon mere Jan Lekin dekhlo kitna intezar karwaya apni dado ko tune itne arse tere wait kia hai ma na Roz Tere Liye duain mangi hai orma ro to ni rai yeh to bus khushi se nikal ai ansoo,acha yeh sab chor yeh bata ke esa kia jado hai turkey ki fiza ma ke Mera bacha itna piyara ho gaya, hye Allah jee mere hi Nazar na lag Jai."

(I know love I know I don't know how much I've waited for you these are the tears of happiness my son, but tell me something what so special about turkey's air that you have became this handsome?)

"Yani ap ke kehne ka matlab hai ke ma pehle piyara ni tha?"

He said having an amusement in his eyes,

(So you're saying that I was not handsome back then?)

"Han to kia beta bachpan ma to sab hi koje hoty hain bare ho kar hi pata chalta hai na"

(Ofcourse after all kids are not handsome at all it came with their age)

She chuckled, sitting on the couch he growned lightly because of the tiredness,

looking at his cute sassy dado he also laughed and said,

"Jese ap kahen Bhai apka hi pota hon"

(As you say after all I'm your grandson)

Laughing loudly she said him to freshen up so that he can eat dinner which is his favorite nihari,

he hurried his way to his room to savor the nihari as soon as possible,

"He's such a baby"

she thought chuckling and ordered the maid to set the table as their choty baba has arrived and is hungry for the damn nihari.

To be continue...