From Pain to Paradise

CHAPTER 6

Faris sat in his balcony, gazing up at the moonlit sky. His mind wandered to Hannah, and he couldn't help but smile as he thought of her. Her sparkling eyes, her bright smile, everything about her captivated him.

He thought about their chance encounter, how she had spilled coffee on him, and how they had exchanged numbers. He couldn't believe his luck.

As he sat there, lost in thought, Faris made a decision. He would make Hannah his. He would do whatever it took to win her heart, to make her fall in love with him.

As Faris sit there, lost in his thoughts, his brother, Sarim, walked out onto the balcony. "Bhai, what's going on? Why are you smiling like this?" Sarim asked, noticing the goofy grin on Faris's face.

Faris quickly tried to compose himself, but Sarim had already seen the telltale sign. "Nothing, just... uh... thinking about something," Faris stammered.

Sarim raised an eyebrow. "Thinking about something, huh? Are you thinking about someone special, who made you fall in love?

Faris's face turned bright red as he tried to deny it. "What? No, no, no! Don't be ridiculous!"

But Sarim just chuckled. "I've never seen that look before, bhai. You're head over heels for someone. Who is it?"

Faris tried to brush it off, but Sarim's teasing only made him more flustered. "Just drop it, Sarim. It's none of your business."

Sarim grinned mischievously. "Oh, this is going to be good. I'm going to find out who she is, and I'm going to tease you mercilessly about it!"

Faris rolled his eyes, but deep down, he knew he couldn't hide his feelings for long. Sarim would eventually find out about Hannah, and then the teasing would really begin!

He went to bed that night with a heart full of hope and a mind full of dreams. Dreams of a future with Hannah, of building a life together, of growing old hand in hand.

Little did he know, their chance encounter was only the beginning of a love story that would change their lives forever.

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Faris sat at the breakfast table, surrounded by his family. His mother, father, and brother, Sarim, chatted and laughed, but Faris was lost in thought. He stared blankly at his plate, his mind still on Hannah.

His mother, noticing his distraction, asked, "Faris, where are you? You're a thousand miles away."

Faris snapped back to reality, trying to brush it off. "Just thinking about... uh... work, Ammi."

But Sarim, always ready to tease, jumped in. "Oh no, it's not work, Ammi. It's love! Bhai has fallen head over heels!"

Faris's face turned bright red as his family turned to him with interest. "Who is she?" his mother asked, a sly smile spreading across her face.

Faris tried to deny it, but Sarim kept teasing. "Come on, Bhai, spill the beans! Who's the lucky girl?"

His father chuckled. "Let the boy be, Sarim. He'll tell us when he's ready."

But Sarim wouldn't let up. "I bet she's a real beauty, bhai. You're so smitten, you can't even eat your breakfast!"

His mother intervened, "Okay, okay, Faris, seriously, who is this girl? We're curious."

Faris sighed, trying to maintain his composure. "Her name is Hannah. We met by chance, and... I don't know, Ammi. There's just something about her."