She's quiet, shy and reserved. She gets her fair share of the male attention... which she ignores. The only males she's been seen to talk to?... her dad, brother and nephew.
Meet Hauwah, a 19year old girl of gentle beauty. She has no time for boys... why? They freak her out!
He saw, he coveted,
He fought, he conquered,
Meet Khalid, a young successful consultant who fell for her and gradually broke down her defenses.
She's his big bro's bro's sweetheart, but that didn't stop him from going after her. She rejected him, he persisted, continuing to fight, why?...
She had something of his that he meant to get at all costs, no matter what!
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"Don't see why you have to move around with the baby, why can't you just leave him with his mother?" I stared up at the man looming over me as he continued to scold me, I was frozen with fear. He demanded to know why I saddled my younger brother with the responsibility of taking care of him, thankfully Abdullah chose that moment to show up, and him being the ever over protective little brother, he jumped into the fray, snapping at the man as he did so, "The baby's mother is dead and she's handling more responsibility than you know, so don't judge." The man looked shocked (understatement)...
"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care.
"You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right.
Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain.
Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more.
Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft!
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Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support!
It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)