Dastaan-e-Ahmedaani

52| night before

The weekend have passed in blur as much as Zaira and Haadi wanted it to pass slowly it went fast.

It was now sunday night and both and Hadi and Zaira were on the verge of hyperventilating. Both of them didn't care for exams and now they were scared very scared for the results.

Both of them were scared of Haider more than their parents or anyone else it was Haider who have been scaring them. Haider always gets to much intrigued in their results and bad results irk him alot since he puts more effort in their exams than their own selves.

Zaira was in her room continuously trying to remember what have she wrote in exams but much to her displeasure she wasn't able to recall anything she was just not able to count her marks that is when Mishi entered inside her room.

"Ira chalo dinner ka time horaha hai." Mishi called.

"Mishi mera dil nhi hai!" Zaira replied.

"Kia matlab dil nahi ha? Result ki tension horahi hai?" Mishi sat on bed and asked gently.

Zaira nodded.

"Mishi bhaiya mujhe zinda dafna denge bhot datnge mujhe bhot dar lagraha ha." She was on the verge of tears.

"Itna bure exams likhe ha tumne?" Mishi asked concerned.

"Mujhe kuch yaad nhi araha hai! Mene kia likha kia leken abbi lagraha ha me fail hojangi!" Zaira said crying.

"Acha Ira ro to nahi na! Bhaiya ke alawa koi gussa tak nhi krta tumhe chote baba sambhal lenge bhaiya ko." Mishi tried to relax her.

"Nahi mama ne kaha tha is bar wo kisi ko bhaiya ko rokne nhi dengi or bhaiya wo akele hi kafi hai!" Zaira cried more.

"Bhaiya sirf gussa nahi honge Zaira! Wo hurt honge unhone bhot mehant se parhaya ha tumhe!" Mishi said.

"Mene promise mehant ki thi Mishi! Mene dil laga kr parhai ki thi isse ziyada mujhse hota nahi hai!" Zaira replied sniffing.

"Acha chordo ye sab stress tabiyat bigar jaygi! Just relax okay kal ki kal dekhnge abhi ajou dinner krlo wrna sab pareshan hojange." Mishi tried convincing her.

Zaira nodded.

"Me thora fresh hokar ati hu!" She replied and walked towards the washroom.

"Baba?" Haadi was playing video game with Hatim when he suddenly stopped and asked.

"Yes?" Hatim replied.

"Ap mujhe mama or bhaiya se bachaloge?" He asked cutely.

Hatim sharply tilted his head and gave him a look.

"Kia matlab ha iss baat ka?" Hatim asked with raised brows.

"Matlab mujhe aisa lagraha ha mere sab subjects ke ache marks aynhe leken maths me thore kam! I promise kisi me fail nhi honga mene sab ke passing marks calculate karke usse 15 20 marks ka ziyada hi kia tha! I mean kia sab tha leken meri calculation ke hisab se passing marks se 20 marks ziyada ka sahi kia tha." He explained.

Hatim bit his smile to stop expressing his amusement.

"100 marks ke paper ke passing marks hote ha 45 agar use 20 marks ziyada bhi kia to toh 65 that makes your grade drop to C right? Aur beta C grade me mama or bhaiya ke sath sath me bhi pitai krunga." Hatim replied.

"Baba yar please!" Haadi whined.

"Don't Haadi! Bhot time dia tha sabne parhlo parhlo leken parhna nhi tha ab jo hoga call you will face it on your own na mein mama ko rokunga or na me Haider to se himayat (protection) se karunga." Hatim replied firmly.