MAKE ME YOUR'S
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Last published Sun, Nov 3, 2024
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MAKE ME YOUR'S is the story of two cousin Haniya khan and Rizwan khan.
Haniya free loving and carefree girl. Whose is in love with rizwan since the day she was born. Rizwan khan a naughty and chill personality whose greatest weakness and strength is haniya khan.
Both were having a great life until an unimaginable event occurs in their life. Which tore apart the future of them which was destined to be together. They both exit each other's life.
They completely change them self. Haniya was no more carefree and loving as her shoulders were burdened with responsibility of her family. The old happy girl was now the bread maker of her family.
Rizwan who was know for his free nature and naughtiness was now the mr.rude and arrogant. He completely changed himself. He never trusts anyone or anything easily now.
But what happen when fate brings them together. When they stood face to face after a long time being apart. Would they be happy about the reunion.
Would they forgive their past for the sake of their future or would they be desperate for their revenge.
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"Why." She said punching again.
"Why. Rizwan why." She started her trail to punch again. Rizwan was now in soft tears.
He caught a hold of her. She was melting and he wanted to be the mould for her. He clutched her shoulders tightly getting her attention to him. He didn't spoke anything just looked in her eyes. Then pulled her towards him. And he still hold her softly.
Haniya breath his cologne. She missed him too much. Both stood so for a while.
"I am sorry hani" rizwan said as he tightened her hold. She was feeling home. Even if it's a dream she doesn't want to wake up.
"Why rizwan. I want to know. Why can't you keep your promise rizwan. Why. How dare you deny to keep it." She said as she glared angrily at him.
"I am sorry haniya" he said as he took a hold of her hands.
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