Labarin Asmau....labarin ABINDA AKE GUDU.

#9 in romance on 05/09/2016 "Wai ina son ki fada min, me yake damun ki ne, da za ki haddasa irin wannan fitina, sannan ki zauna lafiya, kamar ba abinda ya faru?" Dubansa ta yi a sanyaye, sannan ta-ce. "Ina da dalilina." "Wane irin dalili ne, zai sa ki na ji, ki na gani auren iyayenki ya mutu? Idan banda irin gurguwar tunani irin naki? Ashe ki na da halin yin gyara a wannan al'amari, ba za ki yi ba?" Mikewa ya yi daga kan kujerar zai tafi, da sauri ta kamo bakin rigarsa, ya tsaya, ganin zai saurareta, ya sa ta sakar masa riga. "An fada maka ni ma ina jin dadin ganinsu da na ke yi a haka ne? Sam, ba son raina bane, amma na daure na kauda kaina, saboda mu kawar da gagarumar matsalar da ta fi wannan. Na san halin Momi, tana da fada, tana da rashin son gaskiya, amma kuma haka tana da saurin nadama, na san za ta nemi afuwa, kuma Abba zai saurareta. Sai dai wannan tafiyar, dole ka taimaka ka ba ni goyon baya, don mu shawo kan al'amarin nan tare." Kallonta ya yi, ita ma duk ta jikkata, ta jejjeme ta zama wata iri, tabbas yadda take ji haka yake ji, koma fiye, don bayan baya sonta, ya tsani uwarta, sannan yana mutuwar son Meena. "Ki yi hakuri, amma ba zan iya aurenki ba." Ranta ya baci kwarai, har ya juya zai fita ta-ce. "Saboda me ya sa ba za ka iya aure na ba? Saboda me ya sa ban kai matsayin na zamo matarka ba?" "Ki fada min, ta yaya zan iya zama dake, alhali ki na matsayin 'yar matar da na tashi da tsanarta a zuciyata?" "Wane irin dalili zai sa maka tsanar mahaifiyata, har da zai sa ni ba za ka iya aurena ba?" Shiru ta yi don ta ji dalilin wannan tsanar.

THIS BOOK IS NOW A PREVIEW It wasn't the color of his eyes, or how they were hooded and look almost half asleep, everything took on life as long as she stared into his eyes. It was what she saw in them, what he made her see, how he looked at her, there was not a single stare of his that hadn't plunged her more in love with him, with his eyes he made her feel loved, he reprimanded her with them and he made her toes curl under her feet. All the deep, dark twisted side of him became opened to her, through his eyes, at his expressive best, or when they shifted to conceal a pain that he was sure revealing that would cause her pain. His Hazels. *** If Being Bilaal's wife came with a price, it was a tag worth every cent, every pain and sacrifice she'd made all her life..

Bahaushen mutum yana da kyawawan dabi'u wadanda addinin Musulunci da al'adunmu su ka koyar damu. Sai dai zamani yazo da wani salo, mun wayi gari bamu da abin koyi da tinkaho sai AL'ADUN WASU. Shin hakan hanya ce mai bullewa???

Iyaye musamman mata sukan sadaukar da dukkan farincikinsu domin kyautata rayuwar 'ya'yansu. Haka ce ta faru ga Maamu har zuwa lokacin da Allah Ya azurta mata tilon danta Awaisu. A daidai lokacin da take tunanin kyautatawa wadanda suka wahalta musu a baya sai Gimbiya matar dan nata ta murda kambun da ko iyayenta basu santa dashi ba.... Ga uwa, ga da sannan ga suruka.

Disclaimer ***Before you start, this book is now just a preview, don't ask about the rest of the book. It will be available in prints in sha Allah. Not on wattpad*** Scrolling down her phone, Zeena was reading her message log, when suddenly she stopped at a particular one that sent her heart racing, sending shivers down her spine. She almost dropped the phone. Not that she'd not seen odd messages before but this one, in particular, brought her world crashing; because she'd never seen this message before, how would it be that she was the person that sent it? How could she not remember ever writing this message? The words, the contents all didn't make sense. Her head started spinning and she felt light headed, her knees became weak like melted rubber. Before she knew what was happening she felt herself collapsing...