On the wet sand beside the seashore, the strong, tall man was laying with a cigarette in his hand. His bike parked a few feet away from him. The environment there was serene and noiseless as no one was allowed then on the beach that he owned. It was...
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Dressed in the darkest attire which was formed with a black Armani suit, perfectly ironed white shirt underneath the dark suit with few of the first buttons undone, black Rolex adorned in the wrist, thick black hair perfectly gelled at the right side with a single lock falling from its place kissing the left eyebrow, the enormously tall, handsome lad strode down the stairs.
Hamza walked downstairs in the morning with a very daunting upcoming disclose consuming his mind and he knew he was going to like the divulge. He was brought back from his serious engrossing thoughts as soon as he stepped down the last stair when his sister ran like a wild cheetah from nowhere and hid behind him.
He didn't have the opportunity to look behind him as his gaze moved to an enraged Burak, chest heaving up and down through each of his angry breaths, he finally reached him and stood before him.
"Bhaiya...save me...save me. He will kill me this time for sure." Looking at Burak from behind, Zaara whisper pleaded her other brother, hiding even more in Hamza's back if it was possible when her blue eyes met the enraged green one.
"What happened?" asked Hamza diverting his attention to his angry brother.
A single question was asked to him. But Burak knew better the aftermath of that so-called interrogation. The whole world could go wrong but it was impossible that the mighty Hamza will ever scold his sweet little sister for him.
Seeing no benefit of complaining to Hamza about her as it was also impossible to smack that spoiled brat in front of his second eldest brother, Buraak backed away from there without any words.
A smirk rose at the corner of Hamza's lips where a victorious smile emerged on Zaara's face as she came in front and shouted, "Cowardy."
Burak looked behind and threw his hardest glare at her showing his annoyance plus anger but sadly it failed to scare Zaara as she poked out her tongue at him adding more fuel to his anger.
The silent fight between the siblings was dismissed by their mom Shahnaaz Begum when she shouted for everyone at the breakfast table from the dining hall.
Shaking his head in disappointment Buraak left from there.
Zaara's lips were adorned in a broad smile as she looked up at her brother and linked her arm with her savior, her knight. Showing her gratitude towards him for saving her from the angry lion.
"Don't bother him much from now on. He works hard all day in the office," Hamza informed in a little soft tone which he only used with a few people and ruffled her silky brown hair who just pouted at his antics and marched towards the dining room with his arm still linking hers dismissing his lectures there which was not in her favor and she couldn't fake promise about the notannoying Buraak cause her days wouldn't go well if she didn't bother him at least once a day.
And what could be the best time than morning to annoy a drained-out man working late at night. She smirked at her evil thought which didn't go unnoticed by Hamza who shook his head, didn't know how to make her understand without making her sad.
