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Biarpun jalan beronak duri . Akan ku tempuh sepayah mana. Kerna Allah lebih mengerti , dia tidak akan memberi ku sesuatu yang aku tidak dapat kendali. Aku percaya pada hikmah.
Tidak ku menyesali kerna ini ketentuanmu.
Sesungguhnya aku lebih kuat dari dahulu.
Pelbagai manusia..
Dunia..
Yang indah itu hanya akan mendatangkan kesakitan.
Setiap senyuman. Tawa.. Penuh dusta tersirat.
Lumrah hidup.
Andai ku pergi esok .. barulah terkenang jasaku.
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Hurt,Betrayal And Sacrifice
"I'm not your personal doctor. And why the hell you want me to bandage your forhead when you have long list of girls to do it for you." I said glaring at him who was surely unfazed at my words as a smirk formed on his face at my words. "My My someone's jealous. Aren't you Ms. Dua?" He said clearly enjoying my anger and I wanted nothing but smack his head right at the moment. "I'm not jealous. And get the hell away from me" I replied sternly. He moved towards me and caging me in his arms not giving me a moment to move back. "Last time I checked you're my wife and also a doctor that make you my personal doctor. And about getting away from you I'm never going to do that." He replied. His voice so deadly scaring me to life but I wasn't the one to back out. "I'm not your wife" I said clenching my teeth at him. "You sure tend to forget things easily. But don't you worry Mrs. Dua Hashir Wali khan. I'm here to remind you everything. Just like you left me there hanging and crying for you. I'll do the same to you but It'll be more painful I promise." He said suddenly while I stood frozen to ground. What mess I've been involved myself into. My life sure is doomed. .......................... If you're here to read a typical story of bad boy and good girl, its not your story. My story revolves around family, loyalty and true love. Sometimes love is not enough for a relationship to last we need to make compromises for our loved ones. It's a story of a compromise that someone made to satisfy their family but is it enough to survive whole life. Read my story to find out what happened between the lovely couple of Dua and Hashir which make them hate eachother. Will this hate last long or love will overcome all the hurdles?Concluida
Time keeps running
Indonesian version Indonesia telah tiada... . . . Seorang penerus tahta, PKI, merenung di kamarnya pada malam yang dingin, di hari ulang tahunnya yang juga merupakan hari penobatannya sebagai penerus tahta ayahnya. Namun, di tengah kebahagiaan tersebut, ia merasa sedih karena kehilangan adik tercintanya yang telah mengorbankan nyawanya demi kembalinya keluarganya. PKI merasa bersalah dan mempertanyakan keputusan adiknya, yang menyerahkan nyawa demi mewujudkan keinginannya yang dianggap serakah. Meskipun ia menginginkan hasilnya, PKI tak ingin itu dibayar dengan nyawa adiknya. Cerita ini kemudian membawa pembaca ke peristiwa sebelum hari ulang tahun PKI, untuk memahami mengapa adiknya rela berkorban sebesar itu. English version Indonesia is gone.... . . . A successor to the throne, PKI, ponders in his room on a cold night, on his birthday which is also the day of his inauguration as his father's successor. However, in the midst of his happiness, he feels sad because he lost his beloved brother who had sacrificed his life for the return of his family. PKI feels guilty and questions his brother's decision, who gave his life to fulfill his desire which is considered greedy. Although he wants the result, PKI does not want it to be paid for with his brother's life. This story then takes the reader to the events before PKI's birthday, to understand why his brother was willing to make such a big sacrifice. English version Will only update every special day This book will use different languages But the main language is still Indonesian The writing is too standard, too stiff Indonesian version Hanya akan update setiap hari istimewa Buku ini akan menggunakan bahasa yang berbeda Namun bahasa utamanya tetap bahasa Indonesia Penulisan nya terlalu stanndar, terlalu kaku Image taken from @pinterest
SOULMATES- Are Marriages Made in Heaven?
"Look Mom!" Kavin shouted. "Purvi has grabbed my finger with her tiny hands." "You both will possess a strong friendship." "Now she has clutched my heart," Kavin smiled. "The heart shape that is loosely hanging from my bracelet." _________________________________ "Where fate has tried to separate us and has accepted its defeat, do you really think you can accomplish it?" Dushyant burst out. "Age is just a number." "Ishita and Dushyant have made their choice," Purvi stated, supporting him. __________________________________ "I am sorry, Mishti." Abir apologized. "I was helpless." "It's okay Sir. This marriage is just a part of our mission." Abir and Mishti recalled their conversation as they glanced at the five year old boy sleeping peacefully between them. ___________________________________ Love Marriage... Arranged Marriage... Circumstantial Marriage... Whatever it is- Are Marriages Really Made in Heaven? Six different people, each having different personality are bound together by a common thread. Story of a girl who sacrificed her dreams for her responsibility. Story of a girl who lost everything but never left the battlefield of life. Story of a single mother who witnessed a shocking turn in her life. What happens when their lives are bound with their soulmates?
Butler for a trash⟨re-editing⟩
(sorry but this AU is dropped due to complicated storyline and such) (Fabruary 24 update! This story is now currently being edited and rewritten! 7 chapters are already ready to be released every Friday or Saturday! And the book is now going to be written in third person!) 22 year old Isis foster was just working as a office worker when an earthquake happened and when he wakes up he's a butler for the one and only trash of the Henituse family "...what an interesting butler..."-Cale "he is indeed interesting Master Cale"-Hans -------------------------------------------------- Isis Foster is an OC this is also an AU where Cale has his own secret group This is only a side story book for my upcoming AU Warning this might contain topics as: R@pe/abuse/mental abuse/swearing/ Disturbing torture chapters and more, If you're sensitive in this kind of topics please be aware my book isn't safe for you! (Misspelling/grammar mistakes will be fixed after the book ends :>) Inspiration from: @ReiReiWritesHere Art owner:(I only saw it in Google it has no user so I don't know who made it but CTTOO)Concluida
LET ME HATE YOU
A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.
Vowels Of Raghuvanshi's
"Viki, please, don't do this to me. You're hurting me" "Adu, please, trust me, I would never do that" _____________________________________ "Agastya, please save my baby, you know how much I love her. I beg you, I won't do any mischief, I will do everything you say, but please save our kid" "Ayesh, book!!! Ayesh, calm down. What are you doing? I will save our baby." _____________________________________ "Ahaan, I've given 3 chances still you want me to be a sensible person. I never wanted to take her away from you. I wanted her to experience love" "Please, Isha! I know I made a big mistake. I was crying everyday. Regretting everytime I've done to you" _____________________________________ "Ayaan, please. I love you!! Don't leave me. I know I made mistakes in the past but I want to forget everything and start a new life with you" "Urina, I'm giving you 2 days, do whatever you want but make me impressed by you. I've always loved you but something was stopping me, but now nothing's gonna separate us" _____________________________________ Hey everyone, okay so let me start by introducing myself:- • I am Ashka • I am a student • I just thought of taking my feelings out because there was no one to listen there's two person who can do that but I just have some trust issues so I just thought of representing my thoughts as a story to some people. Okay? So now 8 hearts, 4 couples, 2 family, 4 brothers, 4 sisters. Let's see how these 8 hearts are gonna get back on their track. Lights, camera and action📷.
𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖇𝖆𝖈𝖐 (COMPLETE)
Walking back to your family after 15 years is like walking into strangers. How a boy of seven goes through emotional and mental torment when he has to live like an orphan despite having parents . Would he be able to accept his family? Would he be able to love them? Would he be able to forget everything? Kavin hamain maaf kr do plz said Acp. Kavin: Ap mujy mera bachpan lauta dain ma apko maaf kr dun ga he said deeply with pain in his voice..... Just get into the story to know more. Genre: # Family # Care #Love #Hate #Lost #Career #BusinessConcluida
Mafia's Forced Wife
Being a Muslim girl and in a conservative family with three protective brothers to care for you for your entire life....It makes you spoiled, protected and well naïve to some point. My name is Sharia Qureshi. I am a cardiologist. Saving lives gives me the reason to live. I believe that living life for yourself is easy but giving a part of it to others is something worth living for. Starting as an intern at a reputated hospital was all I wanted after completing my degree. But never in my life I expected Allah would turn my life from a free spirited girl to damsel in distress with none other than the shaitaan(devil). #################### "You never married me with my own free will. You forced me and my family into this. Allah will make you pay for this." He started laughing at my face mocking my words. Breaking me. Showing me how powerless I was in front of him. He closed the gap between us, stepping dangerously close. I took a sharp breath as he held my my hair painfully pushing my scalp back leaving burning sensation. He leaned down to whisper hotly in my ears."You are mine and only mine to give pain. You will beg me to be free." # 15 Compassion (06/21/2021) #1 Compassion (10/19/2022)Concluida
"I'm not your personal doctor. And why the hell you want me to bandage your forhead when you have long list of girls to do it for you." I said glaring at him who was surely unfazed at my words as a smirk formed on his face at my words. "My My someone's jealous. Aren't you Ms. Dua?" He said clearly enjoying my anger and I wanted nothing but smack his head right at the moment. "I'm not jealous. And get the hell away from me" I replied sternly. He moved towards me and caging me in his arms not giving me a moment to move back. "Last time I checked you're my wife and also a doctor that make you my personal doctor. And about getting away from you I'm never going to do that." He replied. His voice so deadly scaring me to life but I wasn't the one to back out. "I'm not your wife" I said clenching my teeth at him. "You sure tend to forget things easily. But don't you worry Mrs. Dua Hashir Wali khan. I'm here to remind you everything. Just like you left me there hanging and crying for you. I'll do the same to you but It'll be more painful I promise." He said suddenly while I stood frozen to ground. What mess I've been involved myself into. My life sure is doomed. .......................... If you're here to read a typical story of bad boy and good girl, its not your story. My story revolves around family, loyalty and true love. Sometimes love is not enough for a relationship to last we need to make compromises for our loved ones. It's a story of a compromise that someone made to satisfy their family but is it enough to survive whole life. Read my story to find out what happened between the lovely couple of Dua and Hashir which make them hate eachother. Will this hate last long or love will overcome all the hurdles?
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