TWENTY FOUR

THIRD PERSON'S POV

After taking a long nap everyone settled themselves in the small living room of the cabin house.

"So....."

Osama broke the silence realizing no one was ready to speak and it was getting too awkward to stay silent.

"So, what ?"

Maria asked entering the living area finding everyone's eye on her making her gulp in nervousness which she overcame when Murat warmly smiled at her which she returned back and sat beside him on the sofa.

"I am asking what will we do now ? it is obvious, that we can't go for outing at this hour."

He sighed running fingers though his hair looking at the girls for suggestion knowing the other two men weren't bothered, as one was busy on his phone and the other would do anything his friend asks him to.

"We can cook..."

Aamina suggested and Maria agreed with her ignoring Osama who had a horrified look on his face.

"No... We won't. You both can if you want to, but we won't."

He give his final verdict to which both the girls glared at him, not likin