Highest Rank
#1 in Pakistan
#7 in India
#2 in Teenage
Ex - Euphoria
Ishq agar yunhi mukkammal ho Jaye
Toh chahat kis baat ki rahegi
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In the heart of the Khan family lies a tapestry of love, tradition, and resilience. Sharar weaves the intricate...
I usually write 8k 9k words per chapter for Sharar, but... since previous chapter, y'all were asking for quick update. Even silent readers demanded it😅 someone dreamed about Hanan and Ayat, I thought I shouldn't trouble y'all that much. That's why here is a short chapter for y'all to enjoy.
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Shikayat toh khudse hai Tumse toh aaj bhi ishq hai
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Opening the door of Hanan's room, Isra entered there. Her phone attached to her ear. Ethan, Hanan's P.A was trying to reach his number but was unable, that's why he called her. But the room was empty.
"He isn't available right not." She informed Ethan, and disconnected the call.
Hesitantly, she again stood on the doorway. She was on the call and didn't realise she has entered Hanan's room without his permission. But now realised her mistake and got embarrassed. She turned to leave, but something stopped her, as she again looked at his room.
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She didn't know what's gotten into her as she stepped inside. Going to dresser, she picked the photo frame. It was group picture, maybe his friends when he was in college, there were three other boys in it, but her eyes hot stuck on Hanan, who was in the middle and his arms around his friends, laughing. She ran her hand over it, she has never saw him smiling.
Ayat ke accident ke baad woh aisa ho gaya hai. Kafi sadma hua tha ussey. Can anyone love someone so much that they stop smiling with their separation?
She put the frame down, and saw there was another photo frame, but it was put down. She picked it up, and saw it was Hanan and Ayat's picture.
Hanan was wearing a white kurta pajama, looking at Ayat attentively, while Ayat, dressed in simple white shalwar kameez and red dupatta over her head, looking at the cake on the table. They both looked young. Isra figure it out it must be their wedding picture. Ayat has told her that they both were young when got married. Specially Ayat, she looked underage. Isra looked at Hanan's face, his happiness of marrying Ayat was visible on it clearly. Anyone could see his glowing smile, and sparkling eyes.
Hanan entered his room and closes the door, he hadn't seen Isra yet. The sound of door closing startled her as she dropped the frame, catching Hanan's attention.
"Tum... yaha kya kar rahi?" At first, he was confused, but anger took over him when saw her there.
(You... what are you doing here?)
"I... Ethan called..." Isra didn't know what to do. She was in his room without his permission, she broke his photo frame, she become nervous.
Hanan's eyes stopped on the shattered frame, its glasses broken over the photo.
"Leave," Closing his eyes, he muttered. Trying to control his anger.
