Terimakasih, Cahaya!
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"Ibu, aku harus bagaimana? Anak SMA itu nekat mengikutiku sampai depan kost. Memang tidak berbuat macam-macam, tapi tetap saja aku takut." gadis itu menceritakan kejadian kemarin sore kepada Ibunya lewat telepon.
"Takut kenapa ndo?"
Hening. Tak ada jawaban dari Cahaya.
"Takut jatuh hati?" sambung Ibu dengan nada meledek.
"Ya Allah Ibu.. mana mungkin aku jatuh hati kepada anak 16 tahun yang lebih pantas aku anggap sebagai adik.." elaknya cepat.
"Husst, jangan bicara seperti itu. Kita ndak pernah tau kepada siapa Allah jatuhkan hati kita. Jika Allah berkehendak, siapapun dia, berapa pun umurnya bisa menjadi jodohmu, Cahaya."
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With hearts, Destined.
COMPLETED βοΈβοΈ "I don't want to argue with you, Z." Karim gritted out. "Stop calling me that, Karim." Zaira growled. "Do not refer to me by my name. You'll refer to me with my title. We aren't even friends to begin with." Zaira glared and Karim glared back with the same intensity. "Give him to me willingly and I won't send this any further, Z. I'll even give you the chance to see him. I'm being generous even for you. So just take my offer." Karim said calmly. "You've got to be crazy. Why on Earth would I give him to you? What do you even want him for?" Zaira said angrily. Karim exhaled. "I see. My lawyers will be in touch with you soon. They'll try to settle this privately with you. But if you still decide to be stubborn then we will meet in court in the coming weeks. I won't be so generous then." Karim turned away without waiting for her to speak and walked out of the house. He shuffled through the snow which got into his shoes. He hated snow. The car door to the back was already opened for him to enter. "Let's go. And get my chief attorney on the line." Karim told Ali. "Yes Sir." He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply before exhaling. And with the escape of breath from his lungs came a lone tear from his eye. For the first time in a while, he allowed the tear to drop. ** They knew they were paired from the very beginning but destiny didn't side with them. Pain was etched into their daily lives. Yet none would back down from what they thought was necessary. Pain was a small price to pay. Lies and secrets. Pain and sorrow. Love and Passion. Continue the journey of a not so happily ever after fairytale. Because happily ever after existed in only fairytales. And this was not a fairytale. **This can't be read as a stand-alone. You have to read With Souls, Paired first. This is the sequel to it.** Book 4 of The Secret Series Started: March 2021 Ended:ConcluΓda
The Gift of Faith
He started walking toward her, causing her to instinctively take a few steps back. Before she knew it, she was pressed between the car and her husband, with no way to escape. Her breathing deepened as he gently held her chin, lifting it so that she had no choice but to meet his eyes. "Aap mujhe avoid kar rahi hain?" His voice was calm, but the question felt more like a statement. Her throat tightened, her voice stuck. She could only shake her head in denial. (Are you avoiding me?) "Nahi?" he repeated, slightly raising an eyebrow, as if daring her to lie. (No?) "Aisi... aisi koi baat nahi hai," she stammered, quickly ducking her head down as he loosened his grip on her chin. (It's...It's nothing like that) ------ Aisha grew up finding solace in her faith, which shaped her values and dreams of building a loving, faith-filled home. Since high school, she'd harbored a soft spot for Omar, a family friend whose ambition and drive set him on a different path. While Omar respected his parents' beliefs, his focus was on building a successful business, and over time, he distanced himself from religion, feeling isolated even within his close-knit family. When their families proposed marriage, Omar agreed out of respect, viewing it as a formality rather than a heartfelt commitment. A year into their marriage, Aisha found herself yearning for a connection that Omar, still focused on his ambitions, seemed unable to give. Yet, hints of change began to emerge, offering hope for a journey that might bring them closer, rooted in love and faith.ConcluΓda
Falling For Yazaar (Will Be Rewritten)
*** Yemen...it was the home of angry and pained Lailah Maqsood. At the age of 17 she had to flee to a refugee camp along with her four other siblings. Losing her parents and leaving behind her brother, Tahir had broken her heart to an extent where it felt that it could no longer be repaired. Her Iman slowly drained out of her. Her mother's sister, that moved to India, saved them when the news reached her. She wants to reconnect with The Almighty but her shame prevents her from doing so. Her best friend Iffat tries to help but the stubborn girl won't budge. One day, whilst sleeping in class a memory comes in the form of a nightmare leaving her in tears and an emotional mess in front of everyone, her "enemy" included. Iffat decided then and there that she has had enough and makes Lailah release that she desperately needs to turn back to her Rabb. It also peeked the curiosity of Yazaar Malik. *** Yazaar has always been kind and loving but for some absurd reason Lailah despises him. He makes it his business to find out what haunts her as his heart broke when he heard her cries in class. It confused him because Lailah was a stranger but it broke him to see her emotionally unstable. She won't allow him close to her and he knows that the only solution to getting close to her is marriage. He hears that she has to return to Yemen making the proposal and marriage rushed. All he wanted to do was help remove her pain and anger. *** Will their story be successful? It is filled with twists and turns, happiness and sadness. A story about love, war and peace. Enjoy:)ConcluΓda
Love after Loss
----- (Arsalan's POV) She lifted her purse and raised it to strike me once with more, the anger returning to her eyes but only half-heartedly. As it came down, I grabbed it this time, stopping it from landing another blow to my shoulder. I looked deep into her eyes. "Hiba... look at me." And she did. The moment we were caught in caused my heartbeat to raise all of a sudden, drowning out all the noise. It was just me, my heartbeat and Hiba. "A-Arsalan... I-"... ~~~ Imagine you have a dream of a family, with children that fill your hearts with joy, a beautiful loving wife who you will always find peace with, and your dream job. It's so perfect, right? Now imagine this dream takes a turn. She's gone. The woman who was once your whole life, the woman you thought you'd always love, gone forever. What happens then? Do you get married again? What happens to the children? In fact, could you ever love again? And sisters, imagine a similar dream. A handsome, loving husband, a dream job. When the first part of that dream shatters, what happens? What do you do after your husband betrays you? How do you move on? How can you trust any man again? Is there any way to get your life back? This tale is about a man and woman who have almost lost hope for their dream, but both are praying every day and night for Allah to help them. A man; a woman; a dark past interfering; a family trying their best to support them; What could go wrong?ConcluΓda
From Aliya to Hafiz
"And We have made some of you a trial for others. Will you ΛΉnot thenΛΊ be patient?" The first time I read this ayah in surah Furqaan, I had no idea it defined my future so clearly. ********** Hafiz Hakimi;- A 26-year-old Nigerian-American who grew up believing those who worshipped something they couldn't see were crazy motherfuckers. But it wasn't like he would go out of his way to tell them his opinion. His life was perfect, a routine of work, party, fuck, sleep, and repeat. His only source of annoyance was the woman whose vagina he popped out of, but even she was very far away from him. Life was good, everything was great. Until one fateful trip to Nigeria, his home country, set off a tornado that wrecked his mundane to pieces. Aliya Suleiman;- A 22-year-old hafiza whose only goal was to finish studying medicine, the devil's course. She only planned to get married after making her first million dollars, a feat her best friend Jasra said was impossible. She wasn't offended of course, because she never planned to get married. And if she did, it would be to someone more pious than her, mature and respectful; indulging. But then the one person she couldn't say no to begged her with tears in her eyes to marry her son. She was the woman who raised her and provided for her mother and her. There was no way she could refuse. It was the worst thing to have ever happened to both of them. A sudden downpour on an otherwise clear sunny day. He wasn't anywhere near the kind of man she imagined herself with. She was the woman raised by the person he hated the most. It was basically a recipe for disaster. She saw him as a way to repay a favour. He wanted to use her to get revenge. And as such, the stage was set and the curtains lifted. ___ β οΈβ οΈβ οΈ: UPDATES ON MONDAYS AND THURSDAYS ___ π¨ This is entirely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, places, a particular culture or event; whether real or fictional, is purely coincidental.ConcluΓda
Tainting The Void Canvas
What's life, nothing but a void canvas which we have to fill with numerous hues. And once in a while we come across people who will taint the void canvas with hues of love and happiness. //Kon kehta hai ishq ek baar hoti hai Ishq hai jab tak tabah na kare poori tarah tab tak hoti hai.// (Who says love can happen only once. It's Love after all, until it has taken all of you It will happen till then) .Zain Amir. The one who lost parents at a very young age. He was just twenty years old when he joined business, managing studies and taking care of his Seher Aapi, who means the world to him. The pain of losing his love even before it started made him decide never to fall for anyone. But destiny have their own plans. Shifting to a new place away from everyone just to start a new life again. // Usse umeed thi Jeene ki phirse// (He hopes to live again) .Amaya Kareem. A girl who wants to live every single moment of life. Broken but beautiful is what she is. She is broken but her have the courage to stand again, live again and maybe fall in love again. For her the sky is the limit. //Kal pe sawal hai jeena filhal hai// (Live in the present, tomorrow is still a question) (You are suggested to read INTEZAAR book one first for better understanding & A GLITCH IN THE CANVAS for more) Editor: @hudafatima_12ConcluΓda
The American (BWWM)
"What?" Ethan says in his all too familiar deep, rude voice. Ethan has pitch-black hair, is 6 feet tall, with a solid build. His deep grey eyes are glaring at me right now. His jawline is so sharp I'm sure it can cut through anything. "You hit me, spilling my coffee all over me," I say, pointing out the obvious. "So, what do you want me to do about it?" he asks, like he's done nothing wrong. "You're supposed to say sorry," I say in a duh tone. "And why should I?" "Because that's what people with manners do." "I know that, but you don't deserve a sorry from me." "Wow. And why is that?" "Because black bitches like you don't deserve it," he says with a sneer. "I have told you times without number to stop calling me that," I say, angry at his insults. "Make me," Ethan says, taking a dangerous step closer. I don't say anything but hiss and walk past him. I don't know why I expected him to apologize. It's Ethan, after all. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ethan is a young male about to get his first degree, he might look normal to the world, but don't we all have our demons inside. Ethan has a problem that he feels hatred is the best way to cure it, but one lady proves him wrong. Adina is a beautiful young girl who is also about to get her first degree at the same university as Ethan. Adina is full of life and dislikes anyone who thinks they can bully her. Ethan is hell-bent on bringing hell down on Adina, and she is determined to shove it up all the way into his ass. They are both opposites, but they say opposites attract one other. What happens when a significant incident changes all that. How do these two different people deal with a feeling that is supposed to be forbidden to feel for each other?ConcluΓda
Bishma and Karn- Destiny Players
ππππ πππππ πππ ππππ ππππππ ππππππππ πππππππ π ππππ πππ ππ ππππππππ π ππππππ. ππ πππππ πππ π ππ π πππππ πππ. π || π Namah Shivaye π || π Bishma & Karn-- Destiny Players β¬ ****** "Papa" Karn giggles as Bishma holds his son close to him, hugging him. "Why do you make me run around so much, huh?" Bishma asks his son. "If you won't run then who will?" Karn asks, looking at his father with big eyes and a cute pout. Bishma narrows his eyes at his son. "Why do you have to run around?" "If I won't run, I will turn fat like you." Karn answers, proudly folding his hands on his chest. "You think I am fat?" Bishma asks, flabbergasted. "Yes." Karn answers grinning, knowing that his father will most probably get angry he again runs away. ****** What if Bishma adopted Karn? How would Kunti react? What does Niyati (fate) have in play? How will their destiny far? ****** This is the second book of my Mahabharat Series. But you can read them as stand alone. They have no connections. ****** Do give the story a try. Love you guys β°β’β β -ππ±π±π±π±π± β β β’β― @crazygurl4ever ππππ πππππ πππ ππππ ππππππ ππππππππ πππππππ π ππππ πππ ππ ππππππππ π ππππππ. ππ πππππ πππ π ππ π πππππ πππ.ConcluΓda
COMPLETED βοΈβοΈ "I don't want to argue with you, Z." Karim gritted out. "Stop calling me that, Karim." Zaira growled. "Do not refer to me by my name. You'll refer to me with my title. We aren't even friends to begin with." Zaira glared and Karim glared back with the same intensity. "Give him to me willingly and I won't send this any further, Z. I'll even give you the chance to see him. I'm being generous even for you. So just take my offer." Karim said calmly. "You've got to be crazy. Why on Earth would I give him to you? What do you even want him for?" Zaira said angrily. Karim exhaled. "I see. My lawyers will be in touch with you soon. They'll try to settle this privately with you. But if you still decide to be stubborn then we will meet in court in the coming weeks. I won't be so generous then." Karim turned away without waiting for her to speak and walked out of the house. He shuffled through the snow which got into his shoes. He hated snow. The car door to the back was already opened for him to enter. "Let's go. And get my chief attorney on the line." Karim told Ali. "Yes Sir." He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply before exhaling. And with the escape of breath from his lungs came a lone tear from his eye. For the first time in a while, he allowed the tear to drop. ** They knew they were paired from the very beginning but destiny didn't side with them. Pain was etched into their daily lives. Yet none would back down from what they thought was necessary. Pain was a small price to pay. Lies and secrets. Pain and sorrow. Love and Passion. Continue the journey of a not so happily ever after fairytale. Because happily ever after existed in only fairytales. And this was not a fairytale. **This can't be read as a stand-alone. You have to read With Souls, Paired first. This is the sequel to it.** Book 4 of The Secret Series Started: March 2021 Ended:
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