(The next whole week was good. One day, Nehal was making lunch for Yousuf, who had left in a hurry without even having breakfast. She especially made his favorite dish and baked a small cake. Min-ji helped her and said)
Min-ji: "Oh wow, Unni, it smells so delicious! I bet Yousuf Oppa will even eat the plate and spoon!"
(Nehal laughed)
Nehal: "Do you think so? I hope he likes it."
Min-ji: "Oh, trust me. With your cooking, he'd probably eat the table if he could."
Nehal: "You're exaggerating, Min-ji."
Min-ji: "Not at all, Unnie. He will love the dish. Especially since you made it with so much love. Speaking of which, what's the special occasion?"
Nehal: "Nothing special, just wanted to surprise him."
Min-ji: "Aww, that's sweet. Maybe I should take notes for when I have a husband."
Nehal: "You should! It's the little things that count."
Min-ji: "Okay, you've convinced me. Now, let's finish up so we can set the table before he gets here."
Nehal: "No, I want to surprise him at his office.
"Min-ji: "That sounds like a fantastic idea! I'll pack everything up for you. He'll definitely love this."
(As Min-ji busily packed the delicious food into a lunch box, Nehal went upstairs. She chose a simple, elegant abaya and lightly applied lip balm. A spritz of her favorite perfume completed her look. After making sure she was ready, she headed back downstairs. Min-ji had neatly packed all the food and was waiting with a warm smile)
Min-ji: "All set?"
Nehal: "Yes, I'm all set. I'll be going now. Take care, everyone. Allah Hafiz."
(She took the lunch box, gave everyone a final wave, and got into her car. As she drove off towards Yousuf's office, she felt a mix of excitement and joy, looking forward to the surprise)
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(Yousuf was deep in a phone call with a client when there was a knock at the door. His attention shifted as the door opened, and his eyes widened in shock. He stood up abruptly, cutting the call short)
Yousuf: "Chaehyun! What are you doing here? And when did you get out of prison?"
(Chaehyun, who had entered the office with a calm demeanor, closed the door behind him and walked toward Yousuf. Her expression was indifferent as she replied)
Chaehyun: "I was released a few months ago. I needed to see you, Jungkook."
(Yousuf, visibly tense, took a step forward, his anger palpable)
Yousuf: "Why? After everything you've done, why would you show up here now?"
Chaehyun: "There are things we need to discuss, things that concern both of us."
(Yousuf's face contorted with fury as he took a step closer to Chaehyun)
Yousuf: "I don't want to talk to you about anything. Just get out of here now!"
(he yelled, his voice echoing in the office.Chaehyun raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, her expression pleading)
Chaehyun: "Please, Jungkook, listen to me. I'm here to apologize to you."
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HIS LOVE FROM HEAVEN | HALAL FF| JJK
FanficIn a tale of conflicting ideologies and intense emotions "His love from heaven" introduces Jeon Jungkook an atheist bad boy, and Nehal, a devout Muslim with a unbreakable faith. Jungkook's sister's life takes despairing turn after a devastating mist...