Roti Stories

This is an aleheather apocalypse AU! It's also a slow-burn so if you like fast paced fanfics this probably isnt for you. This will have angst, fluff, and possible NSFW scenes! (Nothing too far out there, just kissing and possibly sexual jokes every now and then from characters.)

"Stop talking to him. Do you hear me?" Kubra's voice trembled, a mixture of rage and desperation. "No," Raisa mumbled, her voice barely a whisper but resolute. Kubra seized her daughter's wrist, disbelief flaring in her eyes. "No? Why?" Raisa looked at her mother, incredulous and broken. "Because I love him." Kubra let out a sharp, bitter laugh. "Love? After everything I've taught you? Love isn't real, Raisa. They can't love. Men don't love," she spat, her voice heavy with years of resentment. She held up the phone, her fingers trembling. "You're not getting this back," she declared, and stormed out, her heart as fractured as her daughter's.

IF you can't feed a hundred people then feed just one. Roti bank is an Organisation whose motive is to feed the underprivileged people. IT collects food from marriages parties and houses and provides it to needy ones. The main aim of Roti bank is that no food should be wasted and no one should sleep starving. . People want to help but the problem which comes is that they are not sure that the money they are giving is going in good hands or that money will be misused. Roti bank acts as a medium that helps to solve the problem of both ends. As said that feeding a hungry is a deed of God. Roti Bank is working on that concept.