Hana dhe djalka

Hana dhe djalka

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Gjithmon ka ken nje lidhje e fort midis hanes qe forcon shpirtin e verber te djalkes me ndricimin e saj vezullyes qe atij i jeptje pak shpres te humbur nga ajo vajz qe i kish lenduar zemren me ato ndjenja te pa kuptuar dhe keqtrajtuar...Besimi,6 shkronja te fuqishme qe ai perpjeket me mish e me shpirt ti fitoje besimin asaj qe i ka dhan zemren ja shpreh Hanes me lotet qe i kan mbuluar faqet e tij te pashpres.Hana hesht...hesht sepse e ndien zemren e thyer te djalkes qe veq tymin e cigares po kalon me ngurrim qe ti shkateroje ato pak mushkeri qe i kan mbetur prej organeve te tjera te thyera...O hane e mbuluar me drit shprese pse un i kam shprehur dashurin para kohe nje vajze qe sdoja ta humbisja dhe syte e saj qe zoti i mori pjes qiellit per tja krijuar qe tma vrase shpirtin tim? Hana I thot:"Mir ke bere per shprehjen e dashuris para kohe...".Un dal para kohe "diten" qe mos ta humbas asnje minut te nates qe dashuroj...Djali hesht ne tymin e zi...ndersa hana mbulohet nga rete e zeza qe i ndalon ndricimin...
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Here I m standing with tears in my eyes wearing the heavy bridal lehenga, It was my wedding day, in which I dreamt to be the most special day of my life but here situation is opposite and today is the worst day of my life or my worst days started, He hold my arm with his palm and pushed me in the center of huge lavish hall, I landed on my knees and with the support of my hands i prevented myself for falling more. The voice of my scream echoed in whole hall, soon the family members witness me and the situation.. "Kaun hai yeh ladki, Tahir" a middle aged woman spoke with little harsh tone. He was about to say something but again someone spoke and this time it was a young girly voice, "Tumne isse shadi karli, hum dono shadi karne wale the n" her voice showed only anger and disappointment I can't belive that he was the same person whom I called my love. He is the one who ruined my life, my everything. He didn't left my heart broken but shattered. He didn't only enjoy my pain but my body too. He didn't ruined me but destroyed me. ____ "Sign karo yeh divorce paper aur dafa ho jao, hamare ghar se" the same middle aged voice ordered me. I started at him but he looks least bothered here, his signing column is empty but I m sure he will the happiest person after signing it. He is standing beside the girl whom he was going to get married a long ago. But they don't know that his blood is also growing inside me, the heir of this house who will be having their surname after his name After signing the papers i step out after looking at him with tears and left. Everything ended up! ____ She just dreamt to be with him but he made her dream as nightmare. The story only of revenge where she loves him and he hates her..he just want to make her suffer the worst. In this story where everything represents revenge, is there any chance of love? Will she get his love? #WILL EDIT THIS SOON. TOLERATE PLEASE#

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