Sisters at heart ❤️ (Ft. KarEena)

finally done

#Episode115

HM: Try me

KS: par itni si baat pe thodi Noor di

HM: Pure ek hafte ke liye confiscate kar lungi

KS: Nahi nahi nahi, pls nahi

HM: Toh assignment ho jayega? ya music, series, shows, kuch chahiye?

KS: nahhhh, kuch bhi toh nahi, Law... law hai, sabko apne desh ke law ke baare mei toh pata hona hi chahiye

HM: Hmm (Haseena nodded, suppressing a smile)

KS: han aur, aur hume toh afsar banna hai, toh aur useful hai, isme music ka kya kaam, nahi chahiye

HM: Good

Haseena said, as she left her ear finally. Karishma quickened herself to rub it and soothe it. While Haseena went back to her room with a contented smile that said "lesson learnt, no more entertainment during a punishment"

Flashback ends.

Karishma gulped as she remembered the interaction that took place an hour ago with Haseena. She kept her phone back, no more falling into trouble, not today, at midnight at least. She didn't want to end up doing situps at 12am.

She quickened with the leftover work.

While Haseena sat in her room with a book. 

When the clock truck 12:15am, Haseena decided to visit Karishma, it had been a while, she should be sleepy enough now.

HM: shehzaadi

Haseena called her, caressing her hair

Karishma looked up with a tired face, but holding a smile because of the nickname

HM: kitna hua?

KS: 4.5 copies done

HM: kitne karne ka irada hai? it's already quite late, fir subah training bhi hai

KS: 7 copies krne ki koshish toh hai

HM: Don't overburden, humne toh bas suggest kiya tha

KS: mai kar lungi dii

HM: Karishma if you stumble during tomorrow's training in the academy, vahi pe maar khaogi fir

Karishma gulped at the subtle warning, she knew Haseena meant every word. Noor dii could be taken lightly for once, but Coach Haseena? No way

HM: 1am is the deadline, usme jitna hoye, then you'll sleep

KS: But diii

HM: No ifs and buts

KS: areh yaar

HM: Tension mat lo, ho jayega timely, chalo chalo, speed up

Karishma nodded and hurried up. While Haseena stood their, she decided to collect and arrange all the copies. While doing that, she went through all of them, neatly done, good handwriting, proper content, highlighted headings and key points.

But then she caught one page, that seemed unusual, it had scratched words and lines, uneven margins, spelling errors, her eyebrows twitched, she then matched the content, it was the latest page Karishma had written.

She started reading the entire thing, then she caught it, another mistake, not a mini error this time

HM: Karishma (she called out, sternly)

KS: kya hua di?

HM: Ye kya hai? dhyan kaha hai aapka?

Karishma knew the tone, she knew something was wrong