Bang PD: “What daughter?! Miss Amara… are you married?”
Amara: “Actually, sir… I was married a few years ago. When my daughter was only two months old, her father… he died in a tragic car accident. Since then, I’ve been living as a single mother. She’s only five years old, sir… how could I leave her alone here?”
Bang PD: “But Miss Amara, this is part of your work. BTS doesn’t speak fluent English or other languages when traveling abroad, so you must accompany them.”
Amara: “I understand, sir… but… may I make a request?” She lowered her voice, soft and hesitant, yet firm in her request.
Bang PD: “Yes, go ahead.”
Amara: “Sir… can I bring my daughter with me whenever we travel to other countries? I don’t mind the expenses being adjusted from my salary.”
Bang PD’s lips curved into a gentle smile.
Bang PD: “Miss Amara, I understand your situation. You may take her with you. Regarding expenses… we’ll cover half, and the rest can be adjusted from your salary.”
Amara: “Thank you, sir… thank you so much.”
Bang PD: “You’re welcome. Boys, your next concert will be held next Friday, so you must leave for the USA in two days.”
BTS: “Okay, sir! We’ll be ready! We’ll give our best for our ARMY!”
Amara quietly took out her phone, caressing the screen with a tender touch, murmuring to herself:
Amara: “Sazzad… I miss you so much. Everything has become so difficult since you left.”
She was lost in her thoughts, unaware of the pair of eyes silently observing her from across the room.
Taehyung (thinking): “I genuinely don’t know why… my mind goes blank whenever I look at her. Why does she have to be so captivating? Am I… going crazy?”
His soft smile lingered as he watched her, utterly enchanted.
RM: “Guys! Let’s start our practice today. We have to give our best performance for our ARMY. Are you ready? Boys!”
BTS: “Yeeesss!” (shouts of excitement)
As BTS moved to their practice session, Amara spent the day at the office, receiving instructions from her supervisor, meticulously noting every detail about her responsibilities. Her heart raced with excitement, nervousness, and determination.
At Night...
Amara: “Assalamualaikum, Raheela Aunty.”
Raheela: “Walaikumussalam, dear. How was your day?”
Amara: “Shukar Alhamdulilah, Aunty… everything went well.”
Raheela: “Come, sit. You look tired. Take some rest.”
Amara: “No, Aunty. I’m just here to pick up Amna. Did she bother you much?”
Raheela: “Not at all, dear. She’s a sweet girl, such a good child.”
Amara: “Thank you so much, Aunty. I really appreciate everything you’ve done for her.”
Raheela: “It’s okay, dear. You don’t need to thank me. You’re like my own daughter.”
Amara’s lips curved into a gentle smile.
Amara: “Aunty, where’s Amna?”
Raheela: “She’s watching cartoons with Rina. Wait, I’ll call her. Amna, baby, your Eomma is here to pick you up!”
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📖My Halal Love || KTH FF
FanfictionWhen Kim Taehyung, the world-renowned vocalist of the most famous K-pop boyband BTS, performs at a lavish wedding in Korea, he never expects his heart to skip a beat for a girl hidden behind a veil. She was a vision of grace, eyes shimmering with mo...
