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Chapter 2, part 2

Pens down everyone"
Without a minute to spare, the teacher snatched the papers from the students. once that was done, a lot of muttering was to be attended, Of course, you can't stop a bunch of young teenage girls from chatting amongst themselves especially after they've given their final exam. There's just too much to talk about; starting from how the exam was to what ya gonna do when you get home?
But the teachers have to break the fun, don't they?
"No talking or else....."
Everyone shushed down, as they'd been warned. No one would want to get themselves to trouble especially just after two minutes from their ultimate freedom.
Ding... The bell rang.
"Azaaaaaaaaaaadi!" [freedom] yelled the young matrons.

There's no feeling like the feeling you get right after you've given the very last exam of your matriculation period.

Hifza's pov:

Once we were done with our exam, we huddled in groups. "Kasa hoa paper?" [how was your exam?] I asked the girls. 'Amazing!' 'good!' 'not bad' all of the above, positive answers. "What will you do afterwards?" khizran inquired. Hmmm.....what will I do afterwards? "Aram!" [rest] came the prompt reply from khansa. "Yeah definitely!!!"

"Baba van Wala!!" [ van!] yelled the school's guard. "Chalo Ayesha, hifza!" [let's go] said Bisma. "Allah Hafiz!" waved the girls. "Allah Hafiz....good luck on the result!"

Ayesha's pov:
Finally, our exams are over.....I feel so........relaxed.....and it's weird. "Your Kal hm na kush tiyar ni krna na?" [guys we don't have to prepare for anything tomorrow, right?] I asked, half laughingly. "Of course not yr!" Bisma replied. "Then why do I feel so strange......it's unusual?" I announced. "Adat hogai ha perhna ki" [we have grown used to it]  I said. "Fikr ku krti ho ya adat minuto ma kahtm ho gai gi!" [why do you worry, it won't take you longer than minutes to forget it] Bisma joked. "No doubt in that"

"Ab meri betiyo ka papers khatam ho gai hain?" [ have the exams of my daughter's [formality gesticulation ] finished now] our van driver asked. "Yes uncle ALHUMDULILAH"

"Allah ap sab ko kamyab kra!"
"Ameen!!!"

Bisma's pov:
Ahh sweet relief, I will not miss school that's for sure.
"Aj ma Osman dehkun gi!" [I'll watch Osman today] I said, with enthusiasm. Hey anyone who knows me, knows how much I love kurulus Osman or any other old-timey religious show that has humour, action and thrill to it. "Uffff Bisma and her love for Turkish shows will never change!"
"Hey, it's been such a long while since I've watched it," I said, defensively. "Hd hogai ha!!" [a funny gesture of Pakistani people to tell their comrades if they like something more than they should or something related to it...I think]
Said hifza, dramatically.
Hifza took her bag of crisps out and we went to our homes while eating it.

Aoasalam-o-alikum peps
Yeah ughhhh I know it's a very very very short chapter, let's just say I'm a busy person, kinda. From now on I've decided to post randomly, whenever I can. But I'll post that's for sure, Insha Allah.