TWENTY THREE

THIRD PERSON'S POV

"It's already three, hurry up guys! we have to leave."

Aamina shouted, standing on the first step of stairs, impatiently waiting for everyone to come down. They were to leave at four in the morning after having breakfast but all of them except for the two girls weren't ready even after continuous warning of the girls.

"I swear these men are taking more time than us girls combined. Hum aurton ko to khamakha badnaam kar rakha hai."

(We are framed for nothing.)

Getting irritated Aamina rolled her eyes, unhappy with the boys for not being punctual at all to which Maria chuckled softly knowing well she was too exited for the trip.

"Your knight is here beautiful ladies."

Grinning Osama climbed down holding carry bag in his hand and bowed down in front of ladies as soon as reached there.

"Missed me ?"

"Not at all."

Raising an eyebrow in mischief he asked both of them which turned into a scowl when Aamina answered him without looking at him, instead focussing her eyes tow