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"Mukaan Tayyab Ali." Zafar yelled.
Izad kicked the ball in the net and turned to look at his friend. " Your brother's girl friend. Same college and same program. " Izad grabbed his water bottle and gulped, his silence was quite disturbing for Zafar as Izad always ready with a sarcastic comment.
He kept looking at him, as their eyes met. "Does she have a political background. " Izad's face white as a ghost. He dropped his head in his hands as Zafar nodded.

"My alliance got fix, with Tayyab Ali's family." Zafar felt like jumping out of his own skin. They had a huge name on the country side and was in desperate need of rural support to win elections. Tayyab Ali had a massive power around these areas and his utter insecurity of sharing it, can be diminish by have an alliance with her daughter.

"When were you about to tell me that" He exclaimed.

"That's not important Zafar. If it's the same girl. I'm fucked."

"well you are, cuz she is." Izad felt like the last hope vanishing in the air. "Her father is from a small town and runs a factory that manufacture weapons. " They both had a moment of silence, Izad siting in his track suit, rubbing his thumping temples. " What now? "

"There's nothing I can do now, Hamza in London currently. He'll probably arrive a few days before engagement. Let's just wish he don't create a scene on ceremony." Zafar looked horrified at Izad, he was sure he had gone mad.

"So that's your plan let Hamza suffer." Zafar confronted.

"He'll also gonna suffer in buiseness. He doesn't wanna do that and I don't want to sit in parliament. " Zafar was still confused and disgusted from Izad.

"That's it. " Izad stopped in his tracks.
"You are gonna snatch his girl because of this."

"I'm not gonna marry her okay." Izad knew Tayyab Ali's family, they were nuts. He's so obsessed with his power and respect that he can bet his life on it. If they knew that Hamza was dating their daughter, they aren't gonna leave him. "It's just till the engagement Zafar, I atleast, expect you to trust me. "











Izad and his family was coming back from the engagement ceremony held at Tayyab Ali's place Hamza knew everything now, and he was more than pissed as he left early from there.
Thankfully he didn't created a drama there.
Izad expected him to do that.
As soon they reached home. He saw Hamza decesending the stairs. "Why you ran early from there Hamza?"

"Get ready for the race" Hamza spat and stormed out. Izad didn't have strength for confrontation but he knew he can't ignore him.

"I never thought you'll agree to an arrange marriage." Hamza asked as Izad was about to sit in his car. He just wanted him to do this drama later.

" who said it's an arrange marriage?" Things needed to go as planned until the elections happen. If elections are screwed, they all three are screwed. Their Dad's years of struggle will be wasted. Hamza will be stuck in buiseness and Izad in politics. So his baby brother needs to be in oblivion for a while.












Izad whole body shook as he saw Zafar on his bed. " at least warn me. I would have came out naked" he said, tightending his towel around his waist.

"how many times have you warned before intruding in my personal space." Zafar bit back, as Izad dressed up. " I heard uncle got to know about Hamza and Muskaan. "

" Lets go for snooker. " They both decended the stairs, when they saw Hamza storming out. "He's going to talk to Muskaan. "

" Well, he should." Izad narrowed his eyes, at his statement as Zafar remained quite.

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