Chapter 3

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Happy reading beautifuls...

" You became mine when the first time you held onto me!!!"
~Ibtihaj Ibrahim Usmani😎

Author's p.o.v

"Bomb....!!!"
A light whisper left Anfal's mouth.

"Who is there inside? "
A voice came from outside.

"Ma..na..me!!"
Anfal's managed to stutter only this out of fear.

"Sir there is some girl inside!!"
A member of bomb disposing team said to Ibtihaj.

Ibtihaj nodded and with Arsh started banging on door.

On third bang, door was lying on floor.

Ibtihaj's eyes widened looking at the frame in front of his eyes.

In a mere second he recognized her.

" What are you doing here??"
He said sternly.

"What people do in trial room?"
She replied venomously.

"Sir bomb is attached to her shirt!!"
Their attention drifted towards the panicked voice of Ahad, the memeber of bomb disposing team.

"What??"
She screamed in fear.

"Mam it's just a matter of seconds. Stay still!! Please!! Only 2 minutes are left then it will explode!!"

"Noo!!!!"
She shouted in fear.

Ahad went at her back and started cutting the piece of her shirt from where bomb was attached.

Cool breeze touched her back.

All the males in shop started ogling at her.

These men can't change ever. Even being this close to death they are busy in gawking at her.

Ibtihaj sighed and exchanged looks with Arsh who too noticed the same thing.

"Please rush out of here. It can  explode anytime. Out everyone!!!"
Arsh taking signal from Ibtihaj went in emptying hall.

"Sir she is moving alot. In this way I won't be able to detach the bomb from her dress."
Ibtihaj averted his gaze towards Anfal at Ahad' s voice.

Ibtihaj went towards her and made  her stood straight by holding her arms.

Sparks flew when these two souls collided with each other.

"Please!! ...I..I don't want to die!!"
She held ibtihaj's shirt tightly as soon he approached her and burst into tears.

"If you don't want this to happen then stay still!!"
He said sternly and she nodded but she was shaking badly with fear looking at the death standing near her at the distance of merely 2 minutes.

"I don't want to die!! Please save me!! Please!! I will give you my  savings. I won't swear anymore. I will even apologize to Afaq again but please save me! I wont misbehave with anyone again. I won't create panic in any restaurant again. I won't scold Ruksana and my other maids ever. I will even apologize to you too but please save me!! I want to live! I don't want to die!!"
She was speaking and hiccuping in her trance fisting his shirt.

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