married at 16: Scars that bloomed into strength.

prologue

Note from author

This is my first story on Wattpad, and everything I'm going to write is based entirely on my imagination. I'm not a professional writer, so there may be a few mistakes here and there but I'm super excited to share this story with you! Join me as we explore Zahra's world together.

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Thank you for understanding!💕

MAIN CHARACTERS

Zahra bint Abdullah Amir: 14 years old
Jamila bint Suaib Jafri: 15 years old
Yasir ibn Ahmad Deen: 17 years old
Khalid ibn Musa Billal: 16 years old

THE AMIR FAMILY

Halima Amir: Mother
Abdullah Amir: Father
Jamal Amir: Younger brother
Samira Amir: Younger sister
Amir Amir: Younger brother

THE DEEN FAMILY

Ruqqaiya Deen: Mother
Ahmad Deen: Father

THE BILLAL FAMILY

Musa Billal: Father
Khaddija Billal: Mother
Hasan Billal: Younger brother
Raihanna Billal: Older sister

THE JAFRI FAMILY

Zainab Jafri: Mother
Suaib Jafri: Father

OTHER CHARACTERS

Mrs. Faal, Mr. Kah, and more to come...

These may not be the only characters in the story, so stay tuned!

Bismillah

"Hey, I'm Zahra my father's daughter. I'm sassy, classy, and definitely not boring."

My parents mean the world to me especially my mother. Even though I usually take my father's side in everything, my love for her runs deep. I've got three brothers and one sister. They're all cool... but sometimes I just want to strangle them. Total baboons!

"Beab, what are you cooking today? I came to say goodbye I'm heading to work. I love you, take care," he said quickly.

"Okaayyy...? Good luck with your life..." I replied with a dramatic eye-roll.

Ugh. That was my good-for-nothing husband. I still can't figure out why he doesn't get that I just don't like him. He always says things like "You'll love me someday", but come on! I've been waiting forever!

I know I can be a bit much sometimes, but I just can't force myself to feel something I don't. It's not even his fault... but still, I can't help it.

Where was I? Oh yeah, my family.

All my brothers are great, honestly. Even though Jamal is so annoyingly overprotective ugh! he's also my best friend.

"Hey dummy, what are you doing in the kitchen all alone, talking to yourself? Need help?" Jamal whispered in my ear, holding my shoulder.

I jumped and screamed, "Help! Helppp!"

He quickly covered my mouth.
"Shhh! It's me, I was just kidding!" he laughed.
I bit his hand and he pulled it back.

"Ouch! Zahraaa!" he pouted.

"That's for scaring me, you dummy." I rolled my eyes and walked away.

"Wait, wait!" he called after me.
"I texted your husband. He said he'll be home early today. Sup? Falling for him already?" He winked.

I closed my eyes and sighed loudly. Hufff.

As-salaam-alaikum, friends!
Please keep reading, enjoy the story, and feel free to learn a few things along the way. Don't forget to vote! And yes, popcorn is totally allowed 🍿😉

Haddy Nyang ✍