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"Get your hands off my sister!" Hamza pulled me away immediately.I yelped and tightened my hold on the dress as Hamza shielded me.Talha glared me,ignoring Hamza and snatched the dress from me.He threw it away and I saw with horrified expression as it flew to the road and disappeared.I opened my mouth to protest but before I knew it,Hamza was dashing towards Talha and out of no where,he landed a punch on his jaw. "Will someone freaky tell me why is that my sister is with you? Where is my fiancé and What the heck are you two doing at the middle of the night at the streets with our cousins!?" Hamza bellowed making us all flinch back. "Hamza,I think you need to sit down before we give you all the details." ___________________________________________________________ When Fatima returns from Germany,her only motive is to stop her brother's wedding.But what happens when the bride-to-be is not what she seems? And what happens when the night before the wedding,she disappears? Talha has no choice but to ask Fatima to help him,even through he hates her since the college days. But what happens when love blossoms between the two during the search for the bride? A story of self reflection and finding who you are along with romance with tad bit of comedy. Note : This is mostly unedited work and is written by LavenderGurrl.Any request or message,please send it on her account.Please do comments and vote ^-^
Chapter One : The Bride To Be.
