Billionaire's Hijabi

"Please Hasan, leave me please with crying... . Don't beat me please", begged Khushi "Shut up, you bitch. You deserve the pain. I will make your life hell. I will break you and make you suffer until you are shattered and regret to born I promise. Just wait for it", said Hasan and slapped Khushi for the last time making her fall on bed and went away.But little had he known that he was hurting himself.... !!!Author Note:Copyright belongs to me and only me. So please don't bother yourself to copy or to take screenshots of this book and paste or post on other social networking. Me along with my readers will report you which may cause to mute your account. And my humble request to my readers, if any of you find this story in other place plea se inform me so that I can have a Dear readers, sweet conversation with them...******---------*******---------*******Assalamualaikum readers,H

Khushi  P.O.V.Hearing  the  Azan,  I  woke  up  and  entered  the  washroom. After  finishing my  business,  I  made  wudhu ( ablution) and  put  my  scarf  properly  on  my  head  and star After  my  Namaj, I started  reciting  Quran.  After  2  hours, I  went  to  kitchen to make  breakfast  for  my  aunty,  uncle and  their  daughter  Maya...While  making  breakfast,  I  was  thinking  about  my  life  how  everything had  changed.  It  has  been  18  years since  I  lost  my  parents,  my  happiness, my  only  family... Uncle  found  me  near  a  road  an

Khushi P.O.VAfter finishing my prayer, I folded the prayer mat and kept it in its own place..It's 4.00 pm now.. I have 30 minutes to get ready...I took out a simple long dress and wore this..The dress covered me fully...     I have always liked this type of dress but Maya is opposite of me. She has always liked short dresses which hardly cover her..After that I took my hijab and put this properly on my head and put my dupatta and went downstairs...Already aunty and Maya were sitting there. Seeing me, they stood up and made their way towards door. I was silently following them..As expected, Maya wore a short dress but I have no right to say in this matter.. Once I said her but she insulted me and aunty slapped me saying, I have no sense about fashion...They suddenly stopped in

Hasan P.O.V. While passing by my Ammi(mother's) room, I heard her crying. When I slowly opened my parents’ bedroom, I found ammi looking at my Abbu (father's) photograph and crying. I placed my hands softly on her shoulder. When she turned back to me, immediately I hugged her...  Ammi (mother) started sobbing and crying hard in my arms..."Why did he leave us Hasan?? Why he didn’t come back?? He promised me Hasan that he will always stay beside me. Then why he broke his promise?? Why he left me alone? Why Hasan why?? Tell me Hasan, please tell me...” Come down ammi please... Abbu will be very hurt seeing you in this condition. Abbu is always with us in our heart. Please ammi stop crying...  After some time ammi became silent. When I looked down, I found her sleeping. Carefully I placed ammi in her bed an

Khushi P.O.V.   "Shut up Hayat. You are laughing at me. You should be in my side" I said Hayat over phone...  "But, Khushi why you are thinking about him so much? and I am sorry to say this but the man was very clever. He technically forced you to say your name. He made you fool, Khushi" Hayat said and started laughing again....  "Oh, so you are telling me, I am fool??? " I asked her angrily...  "Oh, yes.. no..no...nooo I mean may be" She said, and before she could say anything more, I cut the call....  Fool, liar, cheater…..she should be in my side  but she