Living with the teenage thought of life always being a bed of roses, Aisha Umar Faruk got her life damaged at the revelation of her mother being a prostitute and she was raped to pay for the crimes her mother committed. Dr. Nasir was her saviour and she lived with him, having a fantasy of a love filled life until his heartless brother broke apart her rope of hope and she was left with a broken heart to stitch. Being married to Abba was a whole painful phase for Aisha and the path she followed in knowing what had been enshrouded even before she was born. "Who was the guy you were kissing right before the eyes of thousand of people?!" "What were you doing in A & H hotel with a guy?!" "Where are you from?" All these questions and even more were asked by her husband and the answer was always the same, "I haven't gone out of this house even since the day you restrained me from doing so." He had never believed her, because she was always the one he saw. But she was telling him the truth, because she wasn't the one he saw. Who was this lady that added more salt to the wounds of Aisha Umar Faruk?

BATUUL

Deedat placed a wet kiss on her forehead and smiled helplessly at her. Amatullah even if I die take care of yourself please, promise me please amma, he said looking straight into her eyes.. A tear made it way down to her cheeks making deedat's heart dropped. I can't leave with out you my love, please don't leave me, please... amatullah said shaking her head and tightening up the grip on his neck..... Follow me as I tell you the love story of two cousins... AHMAD( deedat) and Amatullah....❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

A story of a stepmom that loved the children but eventually tore the family apart, how? Follow as I tell you the story....