[ #2 in Spiritual - 24/05/16] Hussyan Sheikh is 27 years old business man is a single father. He had a 6 son Arsalan. His wife Mehwish died in a car accident and he was in shock for 2 months before he recovers himself and take care of his son. He is facing a very hard time between his son and his office. His parents tried to marry him, but no one is ready to accept Arsalan. After a many struggle he finally gets a baby sitter that is approved by Arsalan. When Hussyan saw who his son choose he was shocked to see his best friend after 2 years. A best friend who betray him, who break his trust, who leave him alone when he need her most. His Best friend Sila. What will Hussyan do when he saw his best friend of 20 years Sila after 2 years? Will he blame her for everything or accept her friendship again and give her a second chance? What will he do when he knows the bitter truth of his life? Sila Arif is 25 years old middle class women who used to live with her mother, brother and sister before she moved out. She didn't want to live in the city where she was insulted, where no one listen to her and where no one want her. She has been best friend with Hussyan since 20 years before everything changed between them after a misunderstanding. Now, after 2 years of everything she works as children baby sitter. What will she do she get a chance to meet Arsalan who was her best friend son. Who she adores. What will Sila so when she knows about Hussyan hiring her as Arsalan baby sitter? Will she tell him truth of that day or keep her mouth shut like she was told? What she will do when suddenly Hussyan come up to her and marry her against her will? Will she confess her love for him or told him to stay away? To know more about Hussyan and Sila story start reading it now. Please excuse to my English because I am not so good in it. Read it on your own risk.

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)

#1 in spiritual "You are mine!" He claimed, gazing at her deep hazel eyes intensely. "No, I was never yours."She countered, as a lone tear fell from her eyes. "You were and you are. I will not let you get married to anyone else and there will be only my name in your henna!" Daniyal smiled gandering at her delicate hands, which were soon going to be covered with henna, but with his name? "Aren't you happy that I am finally leaving your house! Please Daniyal! You know how much it took me to be okay after you broke our friendship! Then you came back again as if nothing happened?" Kinza Malak burst into tears. Her bottled up emotions exploded like a volcano abruptly! "I am sorry Kinza. I was a jerk back then; I spoilt everything. Please let me fulfil the promise, my dad made to your abbu," with that he walked away, hiding hurt and love in his emotionless eyes, leaving a shocking Kinza behind.