All Chapters of HER SECRETS, HIS LOVE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30
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Her pain, His pain
 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
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His best friend
 Loyalty lies in friendship. Blood may be thicker than water but loyalty is not guaranteed in blood.      ~Humeyra  Third 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
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Her prison
 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
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Juweyriya
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.      ~Humeyra THIRD 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.V Today 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
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Meeting him
 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
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Betrayal
 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.V Humeyra 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
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Forgiveness
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
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Mesmerized
I enjoy reading books as I listen to soothing music. My favorite book is your face. My favorite page is in your eyes. My favorite chapter is in your emotions. My ultimate pleasure in your smile as I listen to the music of your laughter. Forever my favorite book. It's called Dove.         ~Humeyra  HAMDAN'S P.O.V The image of  her  beautiful face luminated by the  candle, filled with the specs  and mirage of the  tears  from  her  beautiful  onyx eyes was  stuck  in  his  mind.She was fully covered as always and the only part of her that was visible to my eyes was her face and palms. Though her back was to the door I could clearly see her image reflected by the mirror from the glass door of the drawer
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The proposal
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
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The Green-eyed monster
It doesn't come in colors but waves. Doesn't know reason but desire. Doesn't care the method but the result. Not from Allah but shaytwaan. It is the green-eyed monster. Jealous, envy if you may call it that. It's more about why not mine, why someone else's. Why does someone possess something? Why don’t I?~Humeyra THIRD PERSON'S P.O.V "Asalamu aleikum warahmatullahi wabarakatu ya Umma. I have missed you a lot”. Hamdan embraced his mother as he stayed in her arms with his eyes closed while yalina joined him by embracing her mother from the left side of her shoulder. Umm Hamdan otherwise known as Hafsa was a very beautiful woman who was knowledgeable enough in both the matters of religion and modernity.She was neither plump nor slender. Just the right body size for her middle height statue. She was the heart throb of many during her youthful years but now, she was the name that beat in the heart of Abu Hamdan. The first love to her
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