📖My Halal Love || KTH FF

Eyes off her

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Taehyung’s POV

Her hazel eyes… they shine like warm sunlight breaking through clouds. And that smile—so gentle, yet powerful enough to steal the air from my lungs.

She’s wearing a hijab, and somehow… it makes her beauty glow even more. In a room filled with noise, lights, and people, she stands out effortlessly. Her attire is elegant, graceful—like she was carved from a different world, untouched by chaos.

I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but I can’t take my eyes off her.

Wait… who’s that little girl holding her hand?

A sharp thought cuts through me. Is she married? Does she already have a family?

My heart sinks a little, but still—my gaze refuses to let go. My mind tells me to focus on the stage, on the performance… yet my heart betrays me. To me, the entire hall has faded away. All I see is her.

Taehyung didn’t even realise how long he had been staring. Time felt like it had stopped, trapped inside the rhythm of his heartbeat.

It wasn’t until the song ended and the sound of thunderous applause filled the hall that he snapped back to reality. Blinking, he quickly shifted his gaze, trying to compose himself. But deep inside, he knew—something had changed.

End of taehyung Pov...

Min Yoon Shik: “Thank you, guys, for this outstanding performance.”

RM: “It’s our pleasure. And thank you all for loving our performance.”

Suddenly, the sound of soft clapping broke through the crowd. A tiny girl appeared, her little hands clapping with excitement, her eyes sparkling with admiration.

Taehyung’s gaze softened—he recognized her instantly. She was the same little girl who had been with the woman in hijab earlier. A chuckle escaped his lips at her innocent enthusiasm. Kneeling down to her level, he smiled warmly.

Taehyung: “Baby, what’s your name?”

Amna: “My name is Amna.”

Taehyung: “Amna, do you know you’re so, so cute?”

Amna: “Thank you, Tata. Hihihi~”

She giggled sweetly, hiding her face behind her tiny hands.

Taehyung: “Tata? Who is Tata?”

Amna: “Tata is my favorite BT21 character! You look just like him… that’s why I called you Tata.”

Taehyung’s eyes crinkled with joy as he chuckled.

Taehyung: “Thank you, Amna, for giving me such a cute name.”
“Can I pick you up in my arms?”

Amna nodded eagerly, her smile brighter than the stage lights. Taehyung carefully lifted her, holding her close.

Angelina’s POV

Angelina: “Amara, why are you so late? I’ve been waiting for you forever.”

Amara: “Sorry, Angelina. I got caught up with some work. You know… being a single mother isn’t easy.”

Angelina: “Yeah, I understand. Life became so difficult for you after Sazzad oppa’s death.”

Amara: “Hmm… Wait, where’s Amna? She was with me just a moment ago.”

Angelina: “Amara, look over there—she’s in Taehyung’s arms.”

Amara: “Oh, my Allah! What is she doing there?!”

Angelina chuckled at her friend’s flustered reaction.

Angelina: “I don’t know why, but Taehyung and Amna look so adorable together—like a father and daughter.”

Amara shot her a sharp glare.

Angelina: “Okay, okay! Sorry, bestie. Don’t get mad, I just said it randomly.”

Back in Taehyung’s arms, Amna noticed her mother’s stern gaze burning holes in her back. Gulping nervously, she whispered:

Amna: “Tata, I need to go now. My Eomma is waiting for me.”

Taehyung: “Wait, before you go—I have some chocolates for you.”

Her eyes widened instantly.

Amna: “Chocolate?! Yay! I love chocolates!”

Taehyung laughed softly, pulling out a few wrapped sweets from his pocket and handing them to her.

Amna: “Thank you so much, Tata! You’re the best!”

Reluctantly, he placed her down, letting her little feet touch the ground. Before leaving, Amna leaned forward and kissed Taehyung on both cheeks.

Amna: “Bye-bye, Tata!”

Taehyung’s heart melted.

Taehyung: “She’s so cute…”

Amara’s POV

Amara: “Amna! Why did you go there without telling me?”

Amna: “Sorry, Eomma…” she said, her big eyes shining with guilt.

Amara: “And who gave you these chocolates?”

Amna: “Tata gave them to me! He’s so kind!”

Amara: “Oh, my Allah… now who is this Tata?”

Angelina: “She’s talking about Taehyung. He was holding her in his arms. Don’t worry, Amara—I know Taehyung loves children a lot.”

Amara: “And how do you know that?”

Angelina: “Oh, come on, Amara. Don’t you know I’m a huge BTS fan? I know everything about them!”

Amara rolled her eyes at her best friend before turning back to her daughter.

Amara: “Amna, didn’t I tell you not to take anything from strangers?”

Amna: “Sorry, Eomma… but Tata is really nice! He picked me up and gave me chocolates.”

Amara: “Amna, bu—”

Angelina: “Yaah, Amara! Enough. She’s just a kid. Don’t scold her so much.”

Amara sighed, giving in.

Amara: “…Fine. I won’t scold her anymore.”

Amna: “Thank you, Aunty!” she said cheerfully, hugging Angelina’s leg.

To be continue....

Guys hope you like my story, pardon my grammer mistakes. I know this  part  is so short but recently I'm little with my studies that's why soo....Hope you understand💜

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