Third person's p.o.vWhat! What do you mean you found her and she is getting engaged today? NO! We can't let that happen. Not when I just found her.I know but do whatever you can to stop that engagement from happening. I will be on my way shortly. She should not get engaged today, do you
Humeyra's P.o.vI miss Hamdan so much. I miss his cute blush which appeared whenever I get the courage to tease. I miss his sweet voice, reciting my favorite verses from the holy Quran. I miss his beautiful smile that sparked like the stars. I miss his embrace.uuuggh. I miss him so much? Is he already married? Does he think about me? Does he even remember me?Here I am, the wealthiest person in the whole country yet I accepted the proposal of
The heart is an organ that works on its own. No matter what the mind thinks, the heart always rules. Though a small organ, it’s capable of destroying a kingdom.~HumeyraTHIRD PERSON'S POVHamdan was contemplating on whether to go in and see his Hur al ain when he heard a whimper of pain coming from the room. Subhanallah, could I be hearing wrong? He thought. However, his thought was cut s
Loyalty lies in friendship. Blood may be thicker than water but loyalty is not guaranteed in blood.~HumeyraThird person’s p.o.v.Hamdan called his best friend. His baby sister. He felt sick to the core. As he talked to her, he couldn't hide the shake in his voice which had yalina really worried. He expressed his need for her company without saying those words out loud. He reminded her that though she is dearest, she has always put him first and while she was worth the priority, she made him his priority. This was like a secret code for the siblings which was like a cry for help. Hamdan knew that she understood him without him having to explain further hence he hang up the phone without further ado.Yalina was his younger sister but she was like his second mother. Though younger than him, she was one of the wisest women he have had the pleasure to know in his life. The little spi
There is no greater hell on earth, than the one created by the fear in your soul.~HumeyraHumeyra's p.o.vI was in so much pain. The darkness consumed me and was eating at me alive. One of my greatest fears was darkness and now I felt suffocated by it.It felt as if I was being pulled down and plugged into a never ending pool of black while I tried resisting it.Eventually I managed to resurface from the sea of darkness that was drowning me.As come to, I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't open them. My eyelids felt so heavy as if glued together. Eventually, I managed to open them after what felt like eternity.The first scene that graced my view was the dimly lit room that I was in which was very unfamiliar. It smelled of antiseptics and medicine which I was not so fond of but had to get accustomed to at some point in my life.I couldn’t hold in the groan that escaped my lips for my head was pounding so hard. I felt somet
There is no love that lacks a triangle. For every man that exists, the triangle exists. For you love one yet you are loved by another.~HumeyraTHIRD PERSON’S P.O.VIt has been three days now since Humeyra woke up from her coma. The day she woke up marked the day that Hamdan started going back to the office again after two weeks of absence. This was because he was afraid of her reaction to him once they meet. Hamdan felt relieved that his beloved was feeling better and getting along well with his sister too. He felt whole again that his Meyra would live to see another day and hopefully to forgive and love him with the same passion she once loved him with.Hamdan's P.O.VToday was the third day since ayouni (the apple of my eye) woke from her coma. All I can say is that I was jealous. Jealous of the growing relationship between my sister and my Meyra. Yalina has been sleeping in Humeyra’s b
As much as Humeyra was looking forward to meeting her kidnapper, Hamdan was borderline shaking imaging the kind of reaction Humeyra will have to seeing him again after their last encounter. Each step he took towards the direction of the home ward, he felt his body react with a shudder of anticipation and the fear of the unknown. Since the day his beloved got out of her coma, he had not seen her angelic face for the fear of her reactions to discovering his atrocities.He feared for the worst. Losing her forever to his mistakes. He also feared that the moment he saw her, he might lose control of his emotions and hold her to never let her go even if it’s against her will. The moment he came face to face with the door, he halted in his steps and made a quick dua for Allah to help and guide his every action as of that moment. Uttering a Bismillah, he knocked on the door.HUMEYRA'S P.O.VWaiting anxiously, I heard the knock on the door that set my
Love is an addiction that requires proper attention with the right selection and compatible composition. Its madness whose medicine lies in the one responsible for the theft committed.~Humeyra.THIRD PERSON'S P.O.VHumeyra was finally out of the ward and was given the master bedroom which was initially occupied by Hamdan. She actually liked everything about the room as if it was made specifically for her. From the purple painted wall to the beautifully curved ceiling .Not forgetting the lavender sheets that smelled of Hamdan's scent which drove Humeyra insane each night as she imagined him beside her. She was mad at him but she missed his embrace for he became a part of her the moment he decided to embrace her in that ward. His embrace, reminded her of what it felt to be home. The warmth from his body gave her the reassurance she always sort but never found.A part of Humeyra yearned for him w