Fiza's POV:
"So Fiza, what should we prepare for dinner? Ehtesham is coming to pick you up, na? We can't let him go without having dinner with us." I paused on hearing my mother's question type statement of 'You should get lost till night'. At least she could've waited a little longer, we haven't even finished our breakfast yet.
"I think he would be happy if you call him yourself and ask. He often told me that he wants to taste your food." I said and heard a slow snicker from Sumbul who was sitting next to Sadaf on my right.
My mom hates cooking!
"Fiza, since you are here, why don't you stay a little longer and commemorate your Dada's (grandfather) death anniversary?" Chachu suggested, knowing that my mother, his Bhabi wouldn't like it.
"I would love to stay, Chachu. But I
