Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Unwanted Bride Book 1: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Good News Or Best News.Hayat's pov.Happiness comes from inside you that's what true happiness is. Just like a smile, we give ourselves and others will receive it.After hearing our answers our parents were ecstatic about us being together. But I could feel that Aayan wasn't quite ready to let go of his late wife who was Azaan's mother.I could not blame him.I understood that this was a big step for him and me too especially since Jameela warned me about her mother's plans.I didn't want to believe her but she seemed sincere about it. Today is the day my best friend comes back from her long honeymoon.I missed her even though we would talk almost every day and text each other. Sometimes it is better to talk to someone face to face rather than on the phone.I pray that Jameela's intentions are pure and not as evil as Maryam's.I know, Allah says we can't judge people for who they are but I can't help it because all my life I have been trying my very best to make things work for them

Aayan Gets To Know Hayat's Life {Before Their Engagement}Aayan's Pov.Have ever wondered about a person's life because of the way they are?How do they never lose hope, faith, or even their prayers?I needed to know more about Hayat but I couldn't just ask her because she would think that It is rude for me to do that.So I went to Sameera and Zahir but I knew that I had to bribe her with some of her favorite chocolate."Why don't you just ask her, yourself? Beside you two are soon going to be husband and wife. It is better for her to answer you than me", Sameera tells me while Zahir agrees with her."Because I don't want to be seen as a stalker or someone who doesn't trust her. All I want to know is how does she do it? How does she endure everything that has been happening to her?", I tried and explain to them but I knew that I couldn't tell them what had happened while they were away on their honeymoon.I knew that it wasn't my place to tell her anything about that. Hayat trusted me

Decision Making. Decisions can be good, bad, or even worse but they must be made because of maybe letting go or even moving on. Aayan's Pov. As we are in the car on our way to the house. I knew that I needed to tell her about what I had decided. "Hayat, can I ask you something?", I tell her. "Sure, go ahead. You can ask me anything", she says with a smile on her face. "I am sorry", I started taking her hand with mine while the other hand was holding the steering wheel. " We will share a room but we will not be intimate with each other. The main reason is that I....." She squeezed my hand and smiled. "I understand. Don't worry about it. Allah knows best in everything. Plus I do understand what you are trying to say so again don't worry because I am not the kind of person who will pressure or even throw a tantrum. Take your time, I will be here for you and Azaan". She continues to surprise me more and more. Zahir was right about her. Sometimes it takes the right person to tell

He is my son, Not yours. Mine. Three months later. Hayat's pov It has been almost four months since being married to Aayan and I wouldn't complain as I knew what being married to him would be like. He had already told me what to expect from him. We share a bed just like roommates do, we pray almost every prayer together. Alhamdulillah for that. And I still wear my hijab around him. It's weird because he is now my husband who can see my hair but I am not sure if I am his wife or someone he needs to keep him company while he still mourns for his late wife. He had introduced me to Farwa who I liked the first time we met. She has a daughter who is in high school and almost graduating. Today is the first day that I will be going back to work as I took a leave of absence for a month to get to know the schedule of being married. I was leaving Azaan as he would be taken to a different school by his father. "Azaan it is time to wake up, my prince", I wake him up well try to. " I mad

Who Are You? Two Weeks Later. Aayan's Pov. She hasn't woken up yet. The swelling inside the brain has gone now, Alhamdulillah. But she hasn't woken up. Zahir and the other doctors keep assuring me that she will wake up when the time comes. Azaan was getting restless because he hadn't seen his mamma for almost two weeks. He knows where she is but I don't have the heart to bring him to see her at the hospital, especially with wires all over her. I have been spending almost every day of my time at the hospital hoping that Hayat would wake up. But it broke my heart every time I looked at her lying in bed, pale, and it was all because of the words I told her. "Anger is nothing in the body, but it is poison to the heart and mind. That's why you should try and stay away from it". Her words give me the things that I need. Each time I would be sad, she would try to cheer me up and now she isn't there to do that. I held her hand with mine, squeezing it trying to get a reaction from her