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Irony of life

Penulis: Laila_Ali313
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2024-07-04 02:03:59
Her mother had a little saving in her saving account that helped them to have some food but wasn't enough for them to rent a home. Often, her father fought with her mother to give him the saved money so he could buy beer for himself but since that money was the only source of providing them one time food a day, her mother didn't give in to his father's insults and beatings.

Her father had been telling them about his struggle of finding a job in the town but they both knew that he was lying about finding a work. Because in the end of the day, he would steal, pick-pocket and from that money brought himself wine. That's all he did.

And now it had began worrying Nur, since her mother's saved money was also concluding. Her mother also tried for looking for some work as a maid at people's home. But again whenever they investigated her past, and the charges against her, they didn't let her in their homes. Her mother couldn't even now look for a job at a hospital as a nurse since her license
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Hello everyone! Assalam alaikum! This is the second last chapter of Attraction. The next would be last. I really apologize for such a late update. I know it took me two months to update. But I feel life can change in a few seconds and maybe take months to recover from it. I thought writing could become a source of solace for me, for me to overcome what I've felt just in those few seconds... but no... whenever I opened this laptop my memory would drift towards those moments that I so want to overcome.  I've become a couch potato. I was not able to utilize my mental faculties properly. I wanted my mind to be consumed in other stuff, passive stuff that wouldn't require active use of brain and that's why I didn't write. The next chapter is last. 

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love your work ...️...️
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Divana Zein
I meant will not trust to read any more of ur stories if u stop it without finished
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Divana Zein
If this so author,.... your readers win’t trust to read ur stories any more ...if u end it leaving us hanging
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    Burhan sat next to her on the dining table, observing her for past fifteen minutes. The table was filled with dozens of dishes. All laid out for her but she kept on staring at the food with soulless eyes. The food was tempting. She was famished but she made no attempt to fill out her plate.Her lifelessness was creating a fury within him. His hate for Moosa was growing with every passing second. He wanted to harm him in an unimaginable way and he would have only if his sister wouldn't have fallen head over heels for him."Nur," Burhan said, making her look at him. "Why are you not eating?" He began to fill her plate with a persian dish that she loved as a child. He had specifically instructed the chefs to prepare it. "Please call me Roshanay," She whispered, "Nur is not my name."Burhan still hasn't touched those topics again with her. Whenever he brought up a question, tears filled in her eyes. She wasn't in a mental state to answer his questions. A lot of things were still a myste

  • Attraction   42. Until my last breath

    For hours he had been struggling to process what was told to him. By a woman who crumbled down near his feet, loosing consciousness when she ended up narrating her story. There are still marks on my back of the lashes he gave me. But I love him, brother. I love him. The last words she uttered before succumbing to darkness. In that moment, he had kept on staring deeply in her eyes. That was his sister. The light, soft hazel color in her eyes was some thing she took after from their father. The only blood relation in his world. He had specifically asked everyone to find Dilshad when he resumed control because his heart had gotten immensely attached to the girl Dilshad took away from him. He always saw the baby girl as the one and only blood relation he had in this world apart from his father. A lot of her habits were similar to his. She was four years old when Dilshad had run away with her. He knew she was in right hands and that was why he wasn't worried about searching for her unt

  • Attraction   41. We've reached

    The car maneuvered through the city of her childhood-Tehran. The entire journey she couldn't stop her tears. She missed him terribly. His presence. His scent. The moments they have spent together. But one thing for sure did surprise her. Whenever her mind tried recalling Hayder, Moosa's face appeared. It was as if Hayder was never there. And Moosa has always been there. Whatever he had put her through, she couldn't delete him from her mind. She was drawn to him, developed an attraction towards him, the day her eyes had connected with him while she fell in his arms. She had felt an instant protectiveness in those strong arms. As if those arms would protect her from all harm in this world and that had given her system the encouragement to shut down and rest in his hold. It was the sound of his footsteps that had headed towards him, the mere sound, causing her heart to beat wildly. Similar to the hooves of horses galloping on the ground. There was something about him that had her heart d

  • Attraction   40. Irony

    He continued to take small sips of the liquid of hell. His pinning green eyes fixed on nothing particular. His mind in a whirlwind of thoughts. Counting on his options. Strategizing and then re-strategizing. His large office quiet but his mind was filled with chaos of his thoughts.He felt euphoria. Pure. Blissful euphoria. Pain. Torture. Tears. All these gave him euphoria. Especially when the victim was someone, he had been trying to get his hand on for a long time. And torturing the victim filled him with tranquil. He was aware of his sadistic tendencies. He loved seeing pain. Pain inflicted on specific people. He was a selective sadist. Only for those who dared to challenge him. Or those with whom he had some accounts remain to be settled. He was looking forward to pay a visit to the cage he had set up. A smirk came up on his lips on remembering those eyes. Innocent eyes.He felt himself being drawn to them for some reasons. Though all he wanted was to see pain in those orbs b

  • Attraction   Half truth

    Roshanay's eyes opened and the first thing she saw was the dark sky. Immediately, the parchness of her throat hit her, fueled by the intense thirst and she sat up, looking around for water. And her eyes fell on the jug and glass on the table. She immediately poured herself a glass and chugged it down the throat. But only one glass was not enough to satiate her and she gulped two more. She instantly felt the coldness of water spreading in her dry throttle, bring her peace. It was then she realized where she was. At Moosa's office.And fear was quick to grasp her heart. She quickly sat up, pushing the comforter. Her heart beating hard and fast in her chest. She looked around the room to confirm that he wasn't there. The struck breath partially released upon not finding him there. She thought of leaving the room but that cautious part of her brain told her otherwise. She thought she wasn't suppose to leave until he permits so she waited patiently for him to come and grant her permiss

  • Attraction   39. Kiss

    Roshanay stopped dead in her tracks, her back straightening. Her heart began to shiver with fear. Agonizing fear. Her body began to tremble with dread.The marks on her back began to throb as she remembered the belt treatment that was given to her by him.She heard the door closing but she didn't turn back to look at him. Her heart palpitating in her chest.Dread creeping up her nerves. Knots in her stomach tightening painfully.She heard him getting closer and closer as her nostrills got enriched with his scent. And after a few moments, her vision filled with his sight as he sat on the sofa, the table infront of which, she was cleaning.Roshanay was on her knees, her hand holding the cleaning clothe of the table. She didn't dare looking up at him. Not even for a second.Her hands began to shake as soon as she felt someone was looking at them.She was visibly shaking."Alright. I'll talk to you later," with that being said, he cut the call.And then she knew, she was now center of his

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