Amaal is a headstrong young girl living in Islamabad and pursuing quality education. She likes wearing western clothes and is always ready to do any sort of social work. Ahad on the other hand is a stereotypical boy of a nearby village in Karachi, w...
"Aamal beta, get ready we're going to be late",Mr Adnan (her dad) was screaming.
"Coming!", she yelled and ran down the stairs holding her lehenga in her hands.
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(Aamal's dress)
Aamal moved towards the stage where the bride and the groom were seated and spoke,"Both of you look stunning, may Allah bless you forever".
Maya caressed Aamal's cheeks as Haider said,"You too sweet sister, may Allah give you a loving husband too", Haider said trying to annoy her.
Aamal gave him an annoyed expression.
She wasn't the sort of girl that wished to marry a hero and have a happily ever after. She wanted to be her parents power as she had no brother. She wished to get a job after her masters and support her parents.
She jumped out of her thoughts when she heard Azeem speaking,"Someone pls pray for my wedding too", he said elbowing Aamal.
"Inshallah bahi, I'll have a babhi soon,"she said smirking at him.
"Who do you call bahi, I have a name!", he said angrily.
"Hey both of you stop fighting!", Haider said while they glared at each other.
"This is Azeem, Haider's cousin and this is my best friend Aamal", Maya said introducing them.
"Nice to meet you Aamal!",he said lifting his hand for her to shake.
She lifted her hand up but placed it down and went away without saying anything.
Haider and Maya shook their heads in disbelief.
"Well, she has some attitude", Azeem said smirking.
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