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his halal cure

his halal cure

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Bushroh Kumar is a brilliant, vivacious, and slightly mischievous hacker living in the heart of Dubai. Shy in public but fearless in the gaming world, she wears her niqab as both shield and statement, hiding her onyx eyes - eyes that can captivate anyone who dares to look. When her parents arrange a marriage with a handsome, calm, and ego-driven man, Bushroh is hesitant, skeptical, and determined to remain herself. But her family, and subtle sparks have a way of weaving hearts together. From first polite glances to quiet prayers, heartfelt blessings, and unexpected connections, Bushroh's life is about to change - all while keeping her faith, wit, and independence intact. Will love find her in a world full of rules, respect, and modesty? Or will her fiery spirit resist even the most perfect of unions? Aariz is calm, controlled, and dangerously composed - a man with pride, power, and a heart that doesn't bend easily. They don't talk much. They don't understand each other. But somehow... they are drawn together. In a marriage built on faith, patience, and quiet tension, two strangers begin a journey that neither of them expected. Can a guarded man find peace in a woman he barely knows? And can Bushroh become the cure to a heart that refuses to feel
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