#Chapter29
Sandal's POV:
I stepped outside the car and greeted by the old familiar-looking houses, faces and front door of my house. Most of the neighbourhood kids yelled my name wave their hands to me.
Ahmed also came beside me.
/"Are we going inside or not?/" He asked.
/"Oh sorry. Come./" We walked over to the door and Ahmed open his palm in front of me, /"Keys./"
It took me a minute to register what he said.
Oh my Allah! Keys...
/" Ah... I don't have keys./" I said to him biting my inner lip.
/"What?/" His voice was deadly.
/"Sorry!/"
/"Sorry?... what do you mean by sorry? ... how can you be so stupid? You came all the way from Karachi to Peshawar and you forgot to bring the keys./" He scolded me in low voice and I kept quiet looking at the floor.