the stupid island story by Hakim

two parents were playfully argueing in the corridor, and playfully the mother was pinching the father. the father then grabs the mother and starts to kiss her when,

"will you guys please keep it down? im trying to sleep here" said a lil boy coming out of his room. in his lil pyjamas rubbing his eyes and with hair which went upto his shoulders all over his face.

"mom can you PULEESE have your hangouts somewhere else? maybe you can find a house for your hangouts. so i could sleep here. you know i need to sleep. i have to play the game tomorow and i want to get up. seriously!!!"

"sorry darling we`ll keep it down, lets go i`ll tuck you in again" said the mother. and kind of leaned on his shoulders to drag him back to bed.

"you know you need to start talking in dhivehi" said the mom laying next to him. "how can i, i dont even understand the language" said the little boy indignantly. Sure as the sun would rise each day thought the mother, this was her son. stubborn to the core.

"im not good at writing it, im not good at it MOM!" said the almost asleep but still loud like his mother.

"ok ok" said his mother smiling.

"But you know im good at english, see i thought of a story too. Its called the island. and you are there dad is there and my lil sis.." he was going to continue but his mother cut him off saying, "your sister? when did that happen?"

"no you see i want a sis cause its kinda boring being alone, you know." explained the boy, with his eyes almost closed now. "just listen to the story mom. puleese why do grownups talk so much? seriously!".

"sorry sorry, puleeese continue" said his mother.

"ok so theres me and you and (yawn) daaaad and my lil sis. we go to an island..." said the boy. his mother wasnt looking at him at that moment and after awhile when he didnt speak, she looked at his face and smiled, he had dozed off. she said goodnight in a whisper, just thinking how lucky she was.

"kappithaanu nidhee tha?" asked his dad when his mother returned to their room. "yeah he is" said his mother.

"so what did he want" asked his dad. "a lil sis, peace and quite and would probably want to rule over a country or something one day" said his mother with a snigger at the end of her sentence.

"and yeah he made up a story again".

"aslu? salhi salhi salhi, and about that lil sis thing, i think we could give him that"said the dad smiling wickedly.

"yeah thats what you want" said the mother in a sarcastic voice but still smiling. And thought "hmm i never got to hear the end of his story, maybe tomorow."

*thanx for this Angel.