Part 5

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"You... " his voice came out of his mouth almost like a whisper. He was too stunned to even speak. He never thought that Sukoon can be a biker, and that too good.

Zuhair came towards Sukoon and said,"hey! That stoppie! That was awesome!... Isn't it, Riaz?" while glancing at Riaz. Just then Riaz came back to the reality," Yea-ah! That was...amazing."said Riaz while stuttering and struggling to find words to explain.

Following Zuhair;Zafar, Rehmat and Haya also approach Sukoon. "That was incredible, girl. You rocked!" said Rehmat while hugging Sukoon with a wide smile. "Yeah! That was outstanding! Really..." said Haya,joining Rehmat's happiness. "But i lost,again" said Zafar, making a sad pout. Everyone chuckled at his childish behavior.

Sukoon get off her bike and walked towards zafar. She put her hand around Zafar's shoulder."Now, stop sulking. Let me treat you with something." said Sukoon with a smile. Zafar's mood shifted from being sulking to a happy one in an instant when Sukoon talked about giving him a treat." Fine. It will work for now." said Zafar, pretending to be slightly satisfied by her offer, but he beaming with happiness inside.

They chatted a little before heading towards their bikes.

Riaz was approaching his bike with a slow pace when he observed that how Sukoon's attitude changes when she with her friends. She smiles a little, her eyes softens, he tone of talking becomes firm.

Zuhair was just behind Riaz. He looked at Riaz with curiosity. He was trying to find out at what Riaz is looking at with that much keen observation. He followed Riaz gaze which at last stopped at Sukoon. He smiled mischievously.

Riaz was in his deep observation, when Zuhair slightly nudge him playfully with his elbow. Riaz got startled due to Zuhair's sudden nudging.

"Looks like... Someone is falling.... Falling reaaalllyy hard... " said Zuhair to Riaz with a mischievous smile on his face.

At first, he didn't get what he was trying to say but soon enough he realized the meaning behind his words. He shot an angry yet playful glare at Zuhair and said," Shut up! I wasn't looking at her in that way." "Ohh really... So Mr. Riaz, mind telling your friend?.....if you weren't looking at Sukoon in that way, then in what kind of way you were looking at her?" said Zuhair with a mischievous smile and nudging Riaz from side with his elbow again. Riaz found himself in a position, unable to explain." I was...... I.... Umm... Forget it. But I wasn't looking at her like that." said Riaz, being a little annoyed." Fine, fine. I'll believe you.... For now." said Zuhair teasing Riaz more further.

Riaz shot him a warning gaze. Zuhair walked along with Riaz, his lips pressed in amusement after hearing Riaz's innocent protest.

After searching for straight 2 hours, they finally found a little shop open, at that late hours of the night.

They all get off their bikes and Sukoon headed towards the shop, while everyone else waited for her a little far from the shop. Sukoon lean on the counter, resting her forearms over it. An old lady was sitting in the shop. She smiled at Sukoon.

"Hello! Ma'am, do you accept card payments here?" Sukoon asked in a very polite manner. The old lady replied," My dear, as you can take a look around, this shop is not that much fancy and besides, this old lady is not made for understanding the new technology very well." still maintaining her smile.

Sukoon checked her wallet, to find that she is actually extremely short on cash tonight. She glanced at the her friends then at the smiling old lady and back at her wallet. She was poking her cheek with her tongue, thinking, deciding that what actually can light up their moods. She sighed.

After deciding, she pointed out on various items on the shelves. They were sweets, cookies, pastries and many more. The old lady get up slowly from her chair and walked towards the shelves with careful steps. After a few minutes she came back with all the items Sukoon had pointed earlier. She placed them on the counter. Sukoon handed over the cash to the old lady and picked up the items.

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