Kifayat slowly pushed the creaky door open of the tea house and a bell tinkled overhead. She became stunned after entering.
The interior was a stark contrast to the exterior. The whole tree house was decorated with delicate lanterns. The warm light filled the room. "So beautiful." She further explored inside.
There was beautiful cake placed on the table and a gift box beside it. "Is anyone here?" Kifayat could not find anyone. "Did they plan to surprise me this way? Then I am really impressed. It's the best surprise I got."
Kifayat tear opened the gift box to see what is inside. "Pfft~" She smiled looking at the gifts.
"Whose idea is to give me these text books? There are also suggestions and exam banks. It must be Ishan's idea. They did work hard." At that moment Kifayat got a call from Cyra. She happily picked it up.
"Kifayat where did you disappear? Come to the class room soon." Before Kifayat could say anything more, Cyra hung up.
"Let's see what else they want to do." Kifayat picked up her gifts and cakes. Before going back Kifayat took pictures of the tea house and left happily.
She was not very far from school. So she reached the school soon. Seeing Kifayat, Cyra yelled. "Where did you go? I was searching you for so long."
"Okay, guys you can stop pretending now. I have already found my surprise. I am really happy. Thank you, thank you so much."
Cyra was dumbfounded. "You have already known."
"Yeah, with you guys clumsy acting skills. Do you think you can hide from me?"
"That..." Cyra did not know what to say anymore. "Then why are everyone? I did not see anyone in the tea..."
Saba impatiently came outside and saw Cyra and Kifayat chatting. "Why are you chatting here? I told you to bring her inside." Saying this Saba dragged Kifayat and Cyra inside.
As soon as Kifayat entered, a chorus of voices shouted, "SURPRISE!!" the whole class room lit up, the party poppers exploded. Kifayat was stunned.
"Are you too surprised to talk?"
"Yeah!! What is with these fudge again?"
"What do you mean again? You are our best friend. Of course we would prepare a surprise for your birthday."
Others in the class also nodded, "Yes, class monitor it is the last birthday we can spend together. Next year we don't know where we will be."
"Don't worry class monitor, we will help you clean up the mess after the end of the party."
Ishan also comforted Kifayat, "Do not get angry at them. I asked for teacher's permission. The teacher agreed and told us to clean the class room later."
Kifayat was speechless. Why don't they let me talk?
"I am not angry. Why do you think I am angry?"
"Isn't it because last year we made a mess in class, and you were punished by teacher for writing reviews. Although you did not tell us about your punishment, we really felt sorry at that time. So we thought you would be angry if we do this type of things again."
"Hahaha, Where did this misunderstanding came from? I was not angry nor did the teacher punished me. He just told me to clean up the class room."
"Then why did you write reviews? Do not deny it. I saw it with my own eyes."
"It's because teacher told me to participate in a essay writing competition. I was writing the essay. Don't you remember me winning a prize next month in an essay writing competition?"
"So we misunderstood?"
"Haha that's good. We will not feel guilty. Let's cut the cake now. We have been waiting for so long."
"Even if you were guilty, you guys don't need to give me two surprises? I was already content with the first one."
"Two surprises?! But we only prepare one." Saba asked others, "Did someone else prepare another surprise for Kifayat?"
Everyone in the class room denied.
"Are you guys pretending? Did you not tell me to go to the school's backyard and that tea house, I didn't even know there was a tea house like that."
Everyone looked surprised. They look like they really had no Idea about what i.am talking about. Kifayat showed the cake and the gift box to them. "You didn't prepare it?"
"No." The classmates shook their head. Kifayat opened the gift box again and took out all the books and she found a letter in the gift box. Her heart skipped a beat. She opened the letter and saw the familiar handwriting.
"So it was him! Thank you." Kifayat muttered to herself. Thanks for giving her such a surprise, Mr anonymous guy.
Arbaz went back to the owner of the tree house. " Thanks, grandpa for letting me using the tea house."
"HAHAHA, boy no need to thank me. Anyway that tea house is useless. Nobody comes here anyway. I thought of selling it before. But thinking of your grandma, I couldn't sell it anymore.
But I am glad you could use it." Grandpa felt a little nostalgic thinking of his dead wife. He built the teahouse for his wife when they just got married. But after a while they left this place and left the tea house in order to work at another city.
The tea house was already abondoned. A few years ago, one day while reminiscing about the past, he came to this tea house. Then he saw a group of teenagers was chatting there inside.
Seeing him entering, they were surprised and soon came to greet him. That's how he met this boy, Arbaz.