The wedding of Haris brother was just in 2 minutes and here he is, waiting for his female childhood bitchy best friend to come down and go with him

The wavy haired boy sigh as he once again called her

"Yaar! Mar aake marja!"

he said in the call as he heard the same response from her, she was fixing her hair as she wore a beautiful desi dress, while Haris was wearing a shining black kurta shirt and plain black shalwar in lower body, his shoes shining,