Chapter 7

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"Haya beta tum namaz tw time se perhti hona?"
"Ammi apko tw bus, ab kya bolon mein."
"Beta tumhari hi bhalayi hai ismein."
"Perhti hon ammi, acha chalain apse bad mein bat kerti hon."
Haya phone rakhdeti hai, ab woh is soch mein perh jati hai ke waqhaye usne 3 mahinay mein ek dafa bhi namaz nhi perhi.
"Mujhe namaz perh leni chahiye, aisa kerti hon phele namaz perhleti hon drama bad mein dekhlon ge."
Usne yeh socha hi tha ke itnay mein Hira ki call agye aur usne usko bahir milnay ke liye bulaliya.
"Abhi chali jati hon, namaz aker perhlon ge."
Haya ko wohi call ek bar phir ayi:"Aap ke tw mizaj hi nahi miltay."
Haya ko ab us shaks se uljhan honay lagi thi. Bat agar calls tak hoti tw theek tha likin usse mehsos honay laga tha ke koi uska pecha ker raha hai.

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