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𝒟𝑒𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃: 𝘛𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺.
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Ibrahim Alaamah who is a pure Muslim guy. A man of his words, well mannered, a bi...
Hum Jo Juda Hai Kabhi Saath The Kabhi Door Hue Faasle Pad Gaye Aur Ham Tum Mashhoor Hue Bhul Hoi Mere Kolo Sajna Da Dil Torya~
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What the hell is he doing her?? "Ibrahim?"
I whispered.
My eyes were fixed on his as he stood there with soaking wet hair clinging to his face, his shirt sticking to his skin, the rain pouring down at him almost hiding his emotions.
I quickly stepped back a little realising what I witnessed just now.
Turning around, I decided to talk to him myself as I don't want to stretch this thing.
I don't want to suffer again because of him. If today this will end then I will just accept my fate but I can't compromise with my self respect this time.
I made my steps towards his way as I held an umbrella in my hands.
Reaching outside, I walked to the backside of my building.
He didn't looked surprised as he saw me approaching him.
His eyes were stern as I reached out to give him the umbrella I was carrying.
The rain drops fell on me and it didn't took much time for the rain to engulf me.
My hair, my clothes were all now drenched completely in rain. I looked at him with nothing but rage in my eyes.
Questions, to ask him why is he here?
Questions, to ask him why he didn't believed me?
Questions, to ask him why he shouted at me?
And just like that never ending questions were running in my mind.
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The time Abbu declared his final decision, I was devastated.
I didn't had any idea on how to convince him anymore.
The only option left was I have to go against him now.
The thing I was going to do, even the thought of it never clicked on my mind.
