Love is Faith (An Islamic love story) *completed*

"How does it feel to be.....at loss?"

His eyes hovered over the words written on the paper. His muscles drooped, eyes dimmed and his face carried an expression never seen before...His eyes very slowly shifted from the paper to Hareem's face, who stood there, still holding the paper with a big smirk.
He looked defeated, drowned and hopeless, his eyes already had lost the eternal shine, they used to brag. Now they were getting moistened...The lines said:

"Something unusual came up so suddenly, that I could not find time to tell you guys that I was leaving, I'll tell you everything as soon as I get there...for now I just want to tell you, that I am not gonna continue with music...!
Yeah you heard it write...I am leaving all this behind...I don't wish to continue my career in music, I wanna do something else... "What?" that I too don't know...but I'll find it soon...You tell those people who contracted us for that big up coming concert, that I won't be doing it now....I'm sorry you guys....I know I'm letting you people down and I know that this big international concert was my dream since I was a kid but you see...things are different now...don't you worry, I'm perfectly alright and in my senses just do as I said...I'll explain it to you later...right now I'm in the middle of something...love you guys...

~Z.A.~

It was an empty stare... strange...horrifying. Something started to appear in those eyes. Those eyes were really pretty, really attractive, and once had a life filled in them, but now they had turned dull, and empty.

"Now I guess you know what I'm gonna do with it, don't you..?" She asked trying hard not to smirk.

"Well in case you don't know, I'll do the favour" she continued without waiting for the reply, while he continued to stare at the paper.

"I've written this," She jolted her head, bragging, "and now I'm going to send it to one of your friends and then..." she grinned "then mister guest....you would be devastated...and that is something worth watching..."

She could not hold back her evil smile, "isn't it?" she looked at him expecting something rude and abusive but.....

"You can't do this...you...no...just don't..........don't do this." it was just a whisper, a whisper with no energy, no spirit, no hope. He was still looking at the paper, which was now resting in her hand.

"Just don't.....please..." now his pupils shifted from the paper to her. At this she was startled for an instant then all at one she burst out laughing.

"O my God...." she wiped the tears that were resting at the corners of her eyes after laughing her stomach out...

"Was that it..?" she asked amused staring at him in surprise.

"What happened to that macho Z.A. who stood straight, and talked like a man, looking straight into the eye." she dragged her chair closer to where he was fastened. She sat on it resting her elbows on her knees and her chin on the clasped hands.

He sighed and spoke.

"Look I'll give you anything you want, anything..." his voice was shaken, "but just.....just don't do this" his eyes wandered on the floor underneath his bare feet. Every inch of his body was hurting, he was beaten so badly that he found it difficult to raise his head...

"I request you, don't send it to any one, I'll give you as much money you want, see I.....I know I've done the most horrible thing...I....I....I apologize for that, I'm sorry..."

Her grin had faded by now, she was gritting her teeth, rubbing her face with her soft palms, trying to hold back what was coming.

"I can give you any thing you want, any thing but not this....I've dreamt for it day and night...this is what I live for, this concert, this career was my dream, since I was a kid, please don't..."