DAYAAR-e-ISHQ

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Author pov

A chuckle escape from his lips causing everyone to look at him. He was dressed in cream colour dress shirt and brown pant. His eyes were darkest shade of brown with hint of devil of them. Hair jet black and pushed behind. He crushed cigarette against his car's bonnet before pushing himself off it and took steps towards boy who was beaten. He looked at 24 year old senior boy with fear in his eyes

"Shaant rehna please" One with baseball bat spoke in low voice to his cousin who may look like is not at all angry to others but he knows how much of psychopath he is. He was dressed in blue shalwar kameez with messy brown hair and height more than 6 feet. His baseball's end has blood

"Kya kaha tumne?" He ignored his cousin and asked crouching down to look him dead in eyes with relaxing features. His voice was deeper than ocean and gaze shaper than hawk

"W-wo meri tarf smile krti hai I-isliye mujhe laga wo mujh mein interested hai" He repeated his words trying not to look at him

"Bhenchod she smiles at everyone toh matlab sab mein interested hai!" boy spoke from behind who has baseball bat in his hand and angered expressions

"Agar smile kiya toh you will send her porngraphic videos?" Younger one spoke who's arm were crossed across his chest with disappointing expressions

"I did mistake okay it's not like I fucked her- He didn't get to compete his sentence and was punched across face hard enough to fall back. He wasn't even able to register first punched when he another one landed on his face

"Bhai!"

Younger one wide his eyes rushing to push his elder brother off him but it was too late. His brother rarely gets physical with anyone in fights he's one who uses his logics and mind more. He says play smarter not stronger

"Don't you dare mention her and fuck in one sentence or else your whole family will regret having you." Deepest voice was now turned raspy and rough as he punched him ruthlessly

"Chor den usko he's gonna die!" His brother panicked getting hold of his brother's arm to pull him off. Their cousin who has baseball bat also tried to push him off that boy

"Relax sid he's just 19!" His cousin hissed using his all strength to pull him away

He was pulled away but his death glares were fixed on him and breath uneven. His hands were inching to kill him not caring if he's 19 or older. He has no sympathy for anyone who tries to mess with her. Sidharth turned his head away from his boy because seeing him only made him more furious. They flinched and wide their eyes when he punched his car's bonnet

"Bhai hume yeh baat karke haal krni thi problem even tho zain bhai already hit him enough with that baseball bat!" His younger brother glare at both elder guys. He doesn't like violence not matter what no violence should take place

"Tumhara dimag kharab hai Aryaan? Is maderchod ne meri bhen ko apni nude videos bheji if we didn't do this now kal dusre bhi karenge!" Zain argued

"Yeh kamine baato se maane wale nahi hai you heard him few mins ago" He added

"I get it bhai lekin yeh new student hai college mein he doesn't know Sana is your sister he was mistaken" Aryaan sighed feeling guilty about guy who was touching his wounds and wincing now