Historias de Rehmanxulfat

MOHLAT, It implies they are taking their time to fall in love. For Ulfat, love isn't a fleeting emotion or a romanticized "happily ever after." It is a foundational state of being. She views love as a form of worship. To her, loving someone isn't about possession; it's about the sanctity of the connection. She believes that true love is selfless and requires a degree of ego-dissolution. She isn't interested in loud declarations or expensive gifts. To Ulfat, love lives in The comfort of a shared silence and The loyalty maintained when no one is watching. For Rehman, love isn't a fairytale or a poetic distraction; it is a vulnerability. His thoughts on the subject are often shaped by the dangerous world he inhabits. Rehman treats love with a certain level of suspicion. In his line of work, emotional attachments are "weak points" that enemies can exploit. He often views falling in love as losing a layer of armor, making one's judgment cloudy and their actions predictable. To Rehman, love isn't about flowery words or public displays. It is found in protection and sacrifice. If he cares for someone, he won't tell them; he will ensure their safety from the shadows. His "love" is a silent pact of guardianship. What will happen when their worlds will collide.

She wrote an article. He took it personally. Ulfat Shah, a journalist with a habit of asking dangerous questions, never expected her latest article to land her face-to-face with the city's most feared man. Rehman Dakait has spent years building his empire through power, influence, and fear and he refuses to let a single headline threaten it. When a threat turns into blackmail, Ulfat finds herself forced into the last job she ever wanted: becoming the PR manager of the man she despises. The only problem? Chaos looks good on them.

Have you ever experienced a chaotic day where the water in your house runs out?? Yup, that's what happened today in The Baloch Household,on working hours.

In a city that remembers everything, two lives move dangerously close to each other. Ulfat Zafar Bhutto belongs to a world built on respectability and distance. Rehman Baloch rules one shaped by blood and consequence. This isn't coincidence, it's fate.

"In losing him she found longing, and in remembering him she survived."

"Kuch log zindagi mein ek hi baar milte hain." "Aur Ulfat?" "Woh meri ek baar hai." ___________________________________________________ The entire city feared Rehman Dakait. His name could silence a room. Ministers avoided crossing him, rivals feared him, and loyalty to him ran deeper than blood. Yet for all the power he possessed, there was one thing he never had-peace. Ulfat Siddiqui had spent her life believing men like Rehman were the reason Lyari bled. The daughter of the most respected man in the city, she belonged to a world that could never coexist with his. Falling in love was never part of the plan. But sometimes the heart chooses what the world forbids. And sometimes, one person becomes worth risking everything for. Because some people come into your life only once. And for Rehman Dakait... she was his one time.

Some moments just pass, some linger. In different cities, different worlds, Rehman and Ulfat live their lives unaware of each other's existence, yet there's a quiet thread that seems to pull them closer, a bond that exists in the spaces between hearts, even before they meet. Is it fate, chance, or something more? A feeling waiting to be recognized, a trust waiting to be given. When their paths finally cross, it will be more than just a meeting-it will be the start of something fragile, beautiful, and inevitable. They will laugh, stumble, and fall into a love that feels both timeless and immediate. But love, as it often does, will not be simple. Misunderstandings, past wounds, and the weight of expectations will test the trust that lies quietly between them. Every secret, every hesitation, every unspoken fear will become a part of the story that binds them, and sometimes, threatens to tear them apart. "Amanat-e-Darmiyaan" is a tale of hearts learning to recognize each other, of love held carefully like a sacred trust, and of the journey through longing, mistakes, and reconciliation toward something that might just survive the storms of life.

I sat with my anger long enough Until she told me Her real name was grief... Rehman grieves the son he lost and the family he was slowly losing. Ulfat reminds him that sometimes the burden of pain shared can make the scales tilt if only towards the right side of bearable. [Rehman x Ulfat]

Betrayal doesn't come from enemies. And that is perhaps the saddest part of it all.

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 , 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 . ----★ 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝗅𝗒𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗂𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝖿𝗂𝖺 , 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽 , 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗅 . 𝖧𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 , 𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔 . ----★ 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗒𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 19 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾r 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖺𝖻𝖺𝖽 . 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖺 𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗍𝗈𝗋 , 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇 , 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒚𝒂𝒓𝒊 . ----★ 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 - FORCED MARRIAGE OLDER MAN X YOUNGER GIRL ANGST MORALLY GREY MMC INNOCENT MFL ----★ I am not a native speaker of english so kindly ignore any mistakes and do not copy the story . Also the story will be 18 plus . Enjoy .

So This collection includes, two part stories of Rehman,Ulfat,Hamza, Uzair and Iqbal. Once again, already posted on my tumblr page, putting it here too. @vcantwrite is my tumblr page.

What if Rehman's wife- Ulfat Baloch was from Haryana???