" See there Riyan, those are our farms. We practise mixed farming there. You remember you were ten years old then, and we used to come here to eat sugar cane "..... Mahir chuckled recalling those childhood memories, Riyan on his utterance smiled lightly when somewhere had the blur vision of his childhood spent here fresh in his mind.
' He is not that bad! '
Spoke his heart as Mahir put his hand around his shoulder like an elder brother.
'He will become gem in my eyes if he will stay away from Inaya'
He Frowned his mind hence making Riyan to get transformed in his real mode, i.e The jerk mode.
They walked on the way in the middle glazing and admiring the beauty in the surrounding. The street lights were not a good source of light but it somewhere helped them spot some natural incid
