"Tum samajhti kya ho khudko? Ho kya tum? Kubra ke liye koi faisle kis haq se liya tumne?" Hayder's roared, holding her elbow, he pulled her to himself. He was holding her elbow so tightly that a whimper left her mouth.
(What do you think of yourself? Who gives you the right to take decision for Kubra?)

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