Lahat ng Kabanata ng HER SECRETS, HIS LOVE: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

 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.      ~Humeyra THIRD 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

 There is no greater hell on earth, than the one created by the fear in your soul.~Humeyra Humeyra'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

 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

THIRD PERSON'S P.O.V. It was around 3.am when Humeyra’s biological clock woke her up for her every day appointments with her Rabb. It has become a habit for her to observe Qiyamul leyl (night prayers) and converse with her Rabb (lord) on any and every bit of her Joys and sorrows. She took her ablution carefully and stood on the prayer mat ready to talk to her creator. Though she was not physically strong enough to stand up for long, a habit is hard to forgo hence it was hard for her not to have this conversation with her Rabb. She had to endure the pain and pray that her body will not fail her when she needed Allah's guidance most.Humeyra's P.O.V After my last prostration, I raised my hand to the sky and continued my supplication."O mover of hearts, make my heart firm upon your religion. O mover of hearts, make my heart firm upon your obedience. O director of hearts, make my heart firm upon your obedience. O move

THIRD PERSON'S P.O.VHamdan's control was slipping away very fast as he watched his love tear up near him. Given as it was the weather outside didn’t help the fact that he yearned to take away her pain, he wished to hold her in his arms and pat her head, he wanted to kiss away her worries and tell her that all will be well with time.It was chilling cold outside and Humeyra’s small frame curled up under the covers of the duvet was the most tempting sight at that very moment. He repeatedly uttered the Ta'wuth under his breath but it was as if the shaytwaan was exerting all his might to tempt him, and tempted he was. He gathered the courage and asked her if he could lay down next to her on the bed. He heard a surprised gasp coming from Humeyra whose expression was like a child caught with her hands in the cookie jar. Guilty.Humeyra looked guilty because that was exactly what she was thinking of. She knew that he was her greatest weakn