☘ B.R.E.A.K.I.N.G كسر ☘

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Waleed's POV :
                            I keep walking until I reach a room only to realize it was empty. I stand when the voice of the Azaan " call " spills in my ear and I stand frozen realizing only He could help right? He is the never abandoning the Lord . As I finish my ablution & surrender myself to the most Mercifull, loose myself in the pain my heart carried as I realize a drop fall on my Cresent shaped hands. It was my tear . I trembled asking for help " Ya Alllaaaah ! please *cracked voice** please ease thus misery please....*cracked voice** ....im the worst.....brother... ain't I ? when I couldn't...save my ...sister ....whome...i...promised...to... safeguard...why? " As I put my face in my hands . I lost myself in the desserts of guilt as my heart asked for mercy...

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