An UNDREAMED Marriage

An UNDREAMED Marriage

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., sept. 11, 2019
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▶HIGHEST RANKS TILL NOW: #6, #9 and #10◀ "She took my hand and placed it on her abdomen , she then shook her head gesturing that she had lost it , her very first child. Tears were streaming down her face and my eyes were also blurry by now. She didn't know how badly I wanted to comfort her , to hug and kiss her. At this moment , I realized that I couldn't see her in pain because I loved her a lot. I couldn't help and in one swift motion I engulfed her in my arms in a bone crashing hug." The Humayun Hussain, a workaholic and the CEO of The Hussain Industries who also loves to spend quality time with his family. He is a self-made man who is bestowed with all the luxuries that are desired. Highly respectable background, money, wealth, fame, respect, good looks and a stylish girlfriend. But somethings in life cannot​ be bought by money. True love and inner peace. What happens when a girl enters The Hussain Industries? Then his room, his life, his house and his heart... Will she succeed in changing him in a better way and draw him closer to the Lord ALLAH? Find out in An Undreamed Marriage... Cover credits: JapaneseSunshine
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On the wet sand beside the seashore, the strong, tall man was laying with a cigarette in his hand. His bike parked a few feet away from him. The environment there was serene and noiseless as no one was allowed then on the beach that he owned. It was not a big deal for a billionaire like him. He had a lot more than that. Wealth, power, the respect he had all of them but lacked the most important thing that couldn't be bought with money. He lacked inner peace. He inhaled the vinous smoke as the corner of his lips twitched in a sad smile. His eyes deceived him being moist and a lone tear slipped down his face on the sand. The sand sucked the water as soon as it fell on it, and he wondered if his pain disappeared in thin air like that. He breathed out a puff of smoke through his nose and mouth. Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to You for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab."

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