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Risk, Chapter 28 has been updated

ARF V3 has been updated. Please read the author's note before the chapter.

Courage, Chapter 29 has been updated

Assalamualaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh,
          
          Jasim in risk is I guess every female's fantasy.
          
          I haven't seen a man with emotions in real life.
          
          I'm 40 Alhamdulillah so do not think I am saying without experience.
          
          I wish men were emotional just as we females wish and want them to be.
          
          They are so callous at times.
          
          Have you ever passed by a man with emotions?

Assalamualaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barakatuh,
          I had abandoned Wattpad for a couple of years.
          I thought I didn't need it anymore to overcome my depression Alhamdulillah.
          But I'm back and you can sense the reason to download again is depression, failure,hopelessness.
          I Find your stories very calming earlier also and today also.
          Thanks for writing dear.
          It means a lot.
          I know it's not easy with responsibilities, but I give you dua in return, as I chose reading over watching dramas on YouTube to calm myself and distract from overthinking.

I will be posting excerpts in V3 until I start posting chapters. The excerpts will be removed once I start publishing the chapters.

When the doorbell rang, he opened the door and was shocked to find a grinning Miranda on his doorstep, accompanied by a man. “Hi, Mr. Yusra’s Dad!” she said before he could say a word. “Since you’ve been too busy to meet my dad, I brought him to you!”
          
          Miranda’s father offered a hand with an embarrassed smile. “Paul Johnson.”
          
          “Hâroon Scott,” he replied. “Nice to meet you.”
          
          By the time the greetings were over, Miranda was gone. She’d slipped into the house past them.
          
          “Miranda!” her father called, an embarassed flush spreading across his face. “I’m so sorry,” he apologized to Hâroon. “Sometimes she forgets her manners.”
          
          “It’s fine.” He stepped back, holding the door open. “Come in.”
          
          He led Paul into the den, gesturing for him to take a seat. 
          
          Miranda poked her head into the room. “Where’s Yussie?”
          
          “Come here and sit down,” her father said at the same time Hâroon answered, “Getting dressed.”
          
          Miranda trudged inside and dropped next to her father on the couch. As Paul scolded her about proper behavior when visiting people, Hâroon left the room.A few moments later, he returned with two cups of juice. As Paul thanked him and picked up his, Hâroon sat in one of the armchairs.
          
          “Do you have any cookies?” Miranda asked.
          
          Paul covered her mouth with a hand. “Ignore her. She doesn’t need cookies.”
          
          (ARF, V3)

Yusra showed Grandma where Ibby’s bag was since he hadn’t gone to Uncle Moses’ house last week and directed her what to put in his bag. “Put lotsa diapers,” she recommended.
          
          After the bags were packed, Grandma helped her and Ibby put their shoes on. Yusra could almost put her shoes on by herself, but Ibby still needed lots of help. He also kept running away with just one shoe on to the door.
          
          “Ibby, you need two shoes!” she yelled after him. “You got two feet!”
          
          (ARF, V3)

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