Zian was still in his dreamland.
He was reminiscing about his every moment with Emma with a smile on his face when his phone rang.
His smile widened when he saw the caller ID.
It's his momma.
"Hello momma. How are you??" He asked sweetly.
"Switch to video call Zian," his momma said and hung up, making him frown.
What's up now??
He switched on his mobile data and video called his momma and was surprised to see both his parents and two sets of uncles and aunts on the other side.
"What's up?? Why a sudden group call?? Anything special momma??" Zian asked and heard Zahir snickering from his bed where he is lying lazily as if he is waiting for some sort of show to begin.
What did he do now?
"What??" He asked, looking at Zahir.
"Nothing Zi - Zii." Zahir said in a mocking tone.
"Don't call me that." Zian snapped at his brother.
"Why Zian??" It was his papa who asked that.
"Err... Nothing. I was just...." Zian stammered with his words at that sudden query.
