Chapter 29 - The loss of his heart.

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"And sometimes that's how life is destined to be, the things most beloved to us are snatched away from us, leaving us hollow and bare. Life was never meant to be a blissful breeze, there will always be an inevitable  storm
awaiting.
Patience and accepting the decree of Allah, will help us fill the void in our hearts."

-Jauhariy


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He searched Davis's entire house, including the den, but unfortunately he did not even find a single  person present there.

He drove towards Talha's house, hoping that she was there. His heart beat accelerated, he just hoped and prayed to Allah that she was unharmed.

When he reached the house which he vowed never to enter again, he found the front door open.

The house was eerily silent, not one soul could be seen. He went down to the basement, banging the door open.

He saw no sign of Davis or Talha, all he saw was a few of the immoral woman in scanty outfits, huddled around someone.

He really didn't want to go in there, but he needed to find out where Zahra was.

He walked forward, his heart constricted with each step he took forward.

The women dispersed, passing him pitiful glances.

When his eyes fell upon the body that they were all surrounding, a cry left his mouth.

This was not happening...no, no this wasn't her ! This was somone else.

They say that you are upon the religion of your friends and Suhaib couldn't agree more upon that statement, as he witnessed the horrific scene infront of him.

He had been a complete fool, he had thought that he would be a good influence to his so called friends, yet he was unaware of the danger that lurked in the future. As time passed he had realised that they were harmful, but never had this situation crossed his mind, never had he thought that he would experience such a heart wrenching sight.

The cold breeze swept past him causing the hairs on his nape to rise. The wind howled as if grieving along with him for the loss he had experienced. The leaves rustled in the vicious storm, the clouds poured down their burdens, mourning along with him.

He stared down at  the horrific sight. Her body was cold and lifeless, sprawled upon the floor like a discarded piece of insignificant trash.

His heart pounded wildly in his chest.  The pain he experienced was so raw, he felt as if his very own heart had been torn out and trampled upon multiple times.

He knew the image of her lifeless body and horrified face would forever be imprinted in his memory, and no matter how many years passed, the pain would forever be embedded in his heart.

He slumped down besides her cold body. Tears streaked his face , his vision blurred, his heart felt as if it was snatched out of his body leaving him barren and hollow, as he looked down upon her body that was stained in scarlet, her face had been bruised and cut , mercilessly. The only girl he ever loved so dearly stared at him with lifeless , horror struck eyes, drowning in a pool of her own blood.

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