Itace k'addarata labari ne akan wata yarinya yar shekara goma sha shida da mahaifinta ya sata a caca,akan duk wanda yaci cacar shi zai aureta,Alhaji mamman wani tsoho ya lashe cacar,Mahaifinta ya hadata aure dashi,idan ta fuskanci wulakanci da tsangwama wajen matarshi da ya'yenshi,kasancewar shi mijin hajiya ne,idan yaron gidan Imran ya kamo da sonta,Ku biyo ni dan jin ya me zai faru Imran da son matar babanshi

Fahad: 16, The Ambitious Zafreen: 14, The Independent Nadia: 12, The Naive Baariq: 14, The Fierce Hinad: 5, The Lovable Alamin: 5, The Exotic Sameera: 8, The Rebel Kamil: 7, The Genius Farhana: 6, The Realist Ayman: 7, The Challenged Habiba: 10, The Responsible Aairah: 4, The Sweet Zainab 3, The innocent Marjan: 2, The Inquisitive Ihsan: 1, The Spirited Fifteen lives, all so different, yet bound together by fate in a knot that cannot be undone... "You must have met so many families, yet none as unique as ours"

Okey I'll leave now, remember me in your prayers, keep the taste of my mention on your tangue , keep my good deed in the boxes of heart, and keep my greetings even in the letters and telegram, i haven taken your darkness, and my bright shinning stars in your now, if am not there for your gathering, there is darkness, story ours closeness, aren't less they are plenty, wait for a few movements so that this heart will becomes steady, how should I stop you from going? Like a river i keep flowing in your world, my world lies in your love, i get dissolve in your habit.

The door flung open into the dark room, lightening struck the dark sky shining a little light on the shirtless man that stood by the doorway. "Who's there" my shaky voice masked with fear asked. Paying a deaf ear to my question he walked deeper into the room towards my bed as my shaky hands drew the covers higher over my whimpering self, right up to my nose. "Khalil?" my voice sounded weird coming through the thick duvet, it felt awkward calling his name I mean am I even allowed to call him that? I was more scared now that I knew who it was. What was he doing in room? A loud thunder sound came as he sat beside me, a little too close. Does this man know he's shirtless and in my room at eleven p.m? "Have you chosen a surrogate?" his thick voice cut through the sound of raindrops and my train of thoughts. I slowly shook my head at him. "Relax"He raised his hand to my face which was still covered halfway and slowly dragged down the covers down to my abdomen revealing my bare arms in my spaghetti strap v neck nightwear. I scanned the room for my robe and found it hanging on the coat rack in the far end of my room, I would get up to get it but my nightgown didn't really qualify as a gown. I watched his eyes travel up my body landing on my chest, his Adams apple bobbed up. He shut his eyes and when he opened them, they landed on mine sending shivers down my spine... Hidaya Hassan Abdulqadir thought she lost it all when her parents and lover all died in a plane crash, she slowly tried to move on from then letting the almighty take control after a year of grieving. She is married off to electronic magnet, Khalil Nuhu DanMaliki who was her father's business partner in hopes of saving her fathers legacy. Follow them on their journey through marriage and see how their love unfolds even though true love can only be permanent in Jannah. All rights reserved®