After two hours
"Zara, you are not ready yet ...? We have to get out man ..." Samir called out to her.
"Zara ۔۔۔۔" Unable to find an answer, Samir turned around and went to the other side of the bed.
"Zara, I'm talking to you ..." He snatched the hairbrush from her hand.
"Zara won't leave ..." He looked at Samir angrily and said in a masculine voice. Samir looked scared.
"Afraid ...?"
That laughter ... his laughter was so terrible that if a weak heart could hear it, it would faint with fear.
"Zara is mine now... and she will not leave here, understand?” she said angrily, moving towards Samir.
Samir's mind was closed; he did not understand what he was doing at that time.
"You live near the heart for a moment ..." She left the room singing in her typical voice.
“What happened to Za
