Mafia's Dawn by Petillant Alba (phonics story books .TXT) 📗

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They both turned to find a man with brown hairs with a huge grin on his face. Abaan moved forward with his signature slight smile and hugged him but that man was looking far more overwhelmed than Abaan as he hugged him tightly. After meeting him he moved towards Fatima.

" You must be Fatima right. I am glad he found one like you. By the way myself Charlie. " He said introducing himself ,  as Abaan was still holding her hand in his. Fatima slightly blushed at his remarks.

"You here for dinner. Let's do it together." He said as two people arrived from behind him. One face was familiar to Fatima as she tried to remember him . Daniel. Yeah he was Daniel. She slightly smiled at him as she really liked his personality but was  scared of Abaan's reaction as she could sense they both weren't on good terms. The other man was at least one inch shorter than Daniel , with dirty blonde hairs and same eyes as of Daniel. They both were looking brothers. He was looking younger than him as the micheiviousness, which is a part of youth, was evident in his eyes.

Abaan clenched his jaw seeing Daniel and same was the case with Daniel as he was glaring at him with his pockets in his pants with white buttoned up shirt but his shirt was buttoned properly with a loose tie around his neck , making him hot. Forbidden thoughts Fatima!! Her conscience scolded her as she diverted her attention to Abaan who had a stern look on his face.

Abaan knew he must be here as he was always a  competitor of him but eating dinner with him on the same table would be the last thing he would ever like to do in his life. He looked behind Daniel to see his brother Hamza, which was tolerable to him but Daniel wasn't.

"Hey, we are doing dinner together. Let's go inside." Charlie said as he signalled Daniel inside the restaurant but he looked at him like he had asked him for his life. But they couldn't deny him as they both had a huge respect for him. He was always there whenever they wanted any help in business. So they both decided to give up but still was glaring at each other.

"Don't worry. They both have their screws lost." Fatima who was getting worried about both of them seeing each other with hatred startled at the voice of Hamza behind her. He said signaling to both of their brains causing Fatima to giggle at his act. Abaan looked behind as he heard her giggle. He looked at them with a quirked eyebrow.

" What , I am just talking with my little sister. " Hamza said as he put his hand on her shoulder but she didn't felt uncomfortable. It was the first time in her life , listening someone saying her sister. 

"Can I ask what is it?" Abaan said as he pulled Fatima to himself. Possessive monster!

"No you can't. It's our secret. Right baby girl." Hamza said winking at Fatima at which she blushed but she was damn sure without seeing Abaan that he must be raging in anger. He didn't like the endearment Hamza had used for her. But who cares?

He was about to gift him some bruises on his handsome face but Charlie asked them to sit down as they reached the table . He dragged out a chair from Fatima and let her sit beside him as he didn't do anything to Hamza, knowing his flirty nature perfectly. He knew he couldn't harm Fatima in anyway but still he didn't want anyone to touch what belonged to him only.

They all settled as Fatima was sitting beside Abaan , Hamza beside Fatima, just to piss Abaan off. 

"So, how's your today's meeting went ." Charlie asked to both of them as they agian glared at each other. 

" I told you they are mad." Hamza said. " When the security guard of the mental hospital was sleeping some of the patients ran away from there. They both were one of them." Hamza said with a fake serious expression. First Fatima tried to understand what he was talking about ,as she thought he was telling her something serious, but when he ended his sentence, a laugh escaped her mouth but she smothered her laugh with her palm on her lips, as she realized everyone on the table, was staring at her. 

Abaan glared at Hamza to intimidate him but from inside he was happy that she wasn't feeling uncomfortable around there. But Hamza instead of embarrassing grinned at Abaan causing him to divert his attention towards Charlie again. 

They started talking about business after ordering food. Fatima was starving as it was evident from her face. 

"Tell me. Don't your husband eat sugar?" Hamza leaned in near her as he sensed she was getting bored.

"No, he eats it." Fatima nodded her head , looking at him in confusion.

"So he eat uncooked kale in breakfast daily?" Hamza agian asked with a serious expression.

Fatima again nodded her head in no.

"Really, then why he behaves like he eats tons of bitter things in breakfast?" He said to himself with a thoughtful expression but mischievousness was evident in his eyes. Fatima first looked at him and then she realized what he was talking about.

"I will ask him about it." Fatima said with the same expression as his. Hamza grinned at her.

"Oh! I am sorry I am late." A voice behind Fatima made her look behind followed by a site of a hijabi girl as she was looking a few years older than Fatima.

"You are always late, Sumaiya." Charlie rolled his eyes at her as she met everyone singly.

"Hey I am Sumaiya , his wife." She introduced herself to Fatima pointing towards Charlie. 

"Don't you think Hamza that the ladies should sit together." Sumaiya said to Hamza putting her hands on her hips.

" Yeah so that you can do backbiting. But you know I love you I can do anything for you." Hamza said as he sat beside Daniel . He flirted with everyone.

Fatima was glad that she had some company . Not that she didn't like Hamza 's company but she was glad as she wasn't the only female there.

"So, I was so excited to meet our Mr grumpy Abaan's wife. And look I thought she would be spoiled brat but you are so cute. I am glad he have you." Sumaiya said as she was happy seeing a positive person beside Abaan. Fatima smiled at her as she asked.

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