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Zamzam's Pov.
I keep thinking whether i should go and meet Azaad.
I sit straight and walk towards the window as i peep down only to find a long height to the ground as i gulp.
'If you jump from here instead to Azaad you'll be__.
I look up and shake the scary thoughts away.
'But i really need to see him.
I put on my sneakers and wrap my head with my hijab as i sneak from my room.
Not listening to my brain i decided to use the front door since noone will be awake Haha!.
"Zamzam!", I stop at my tracks when i was about to open the door.
I turn and find my Dad!.
"Y_yes", I smile sheepishly.
"Where are you going?", He asks sternly.
"Fresh air", I squeak as he raise his brows and walk up to me.
"I didn't expect you to be a sneaky goat like your sisters," He looks at me as i cast down.
"Sorry," I whisper.
"You'll meet him tomorrow, now go and grab some rest", Dad plants a peck on my forehead as i rush upstairs.
"YaAllah!," I sigh and jump on bed
'What will happen now?'
' How will i meet him?'.
I sigh as my eyes land on the window.
'Jump!'
I peep out and gulp.
'Be ready to die'.
Taking all my scarves not fave ones and make them as a rope.
"This will be easy", I smirk and tie it on the bed.
'Bismillah,
I keep one leg out as i adjust my grip on the rope and keep the other leg out and sigh.
I peep down and regret doing this at the first place.
Going down slow by slow, my eyed widen when i felt the rope getting untangled.
Oh no, no! it's gonna open.
I try getting down my hands slio and i fall on the branch of tree as my leg stuck on the rope.
'Ugh! ouch! ouch!.
I cry as my back hits this stupid tree.
I try to release my legs from the rope that tangled itself all i ended up doing is slipping till on the ground and i screamed.
Aaah!.
But innerly.
Swallowing not my pride but my pain, i walk towards the outhouse and yell hard.
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RomanceIslamic story. Vote. Zamzam Maleek,a shy,introverted,independent 17 year old girl who has a very loving and wealthy family and has only one dream that is to have a love marriage and a spouse like her Dad and Poppi. ~ Azaad Zubeir,a devilishly handso...