Yesterday, my cousin returned from his voyage from the coasts of Malaysia. Along with his two sons and wife, my cousin went over to my house and that's when the fun started. My cousin and his wife simply talked with my mother. Meanwhile, my two nephews, along with the two extra ones went outside to play badminton. Unfortunately, two of my nephews didnt know how to play so we went back home and took a ball instead. When we did get back home, it started to rain. The sound of thunder churned the sky into a dark swirl of menacing clouds. Fearful of lightning, my four nephews and I sat down at the arm-bend outside of my house. After the pouring eased, we got back to the void deck. An old man told us we couldnt play there so we went to the playground behind my house instead. We played 'Poison Ball' and had a blast. We played for about an hour an a half before going back home to rest at the arm-bend again, Did our Zuhr prayers and went to the field this time to play soccer. I had a great time running around. After an hour, went back home to have a drink and perform our Asar prayers. Went out again. This time, my other cousin went with us. He's aboout 25+ so its no wonder his team had the other hand. They scored 4-0 until an opportunity arose and one of my nephews passed a ball in my direction and I shot a thunder bolt whirling through the air straight to my cousin. Score! My two nephews on my team were umm... not much a help. One was too young and the other, occassionally hurt. I tried my best being keeper and at the same time, an attacker. We played till dusk. It ended with the score 14-6... to my cousin. Did our Maghrib prayers and then ate KFC. Played ball for pretty much the whole day...
Wassalam...
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