Dalam Mihrab Cinta Novels & Stories

The sound of the heart detector continues to sound, which means that the sign of life is still there, for a woman who is still lying weakly on a hospital bed. Beside her, there was a man who was waiting for his lover to open his eyes. I hope the lover will soon wake up and see it for the first time. "Open your eyes," one man pleaded weakly. He is Xavier Alexander. Xavier was holding tightly to the fingers of his girlfriend, Aira Faradilla.

he asked and I took time to think of a perfect response to his question. "Every man wants a woman who loves him but I don't want a boring type of love, like the typical boy meets girl and in the blink of an eye, they fall in love. I'll prefer it if we start off by fighting, bickering and almost pulling each other's head down rather than just be like the typical boring, I love you, I love you too couples. The idea of driving her crazy to the point of loving me is something that gives me immense joy," I replied to him and he broke into guffaws, attracting unwanted attention.

Once again, she looked at Darian with uncertain feelings before closing the door. In her room, Fahira remained awake, gazing at the ceiling. Her hands pressed against her chest, feeling the remnants of her racing heartbeat whenever she was near the man with brown eyes. Fahira wasn't sure if she had fallen in love with Darian. It felt like an owl yearning for the moon, an unattainable desire. The social divide between them seemed as vast as the sky and earth. Her love would only be a fragile thread hanging over an abyss. Fahira had to navigate that thin thread to reach her destination. But she realized she had no choice but to fall into that abyss.

Sounds vague . -- "Did he come? To free me? Love thoughts!" Forgive the mistake. Running?? #Unfulfilled_love #Sabiha_Moyuri

Theodore laughed nervously. "So, what is the main reason for you bringing me here then?" Joseph asked. "You see, these yellow dandelions represent hope, love, and happiness. And since this is our third data, it's finally time for you to decide about me and about us," Theodore sounded nervous, "And I wanted you to ell your decision with your whole heart. Just like these yellow dandelions mean hope, love, and happiness, in the same way, I've brought you here with the hope of our love blooming and us leading into a path full of happiness. Though sometimes our path might be filled with thorns, with all my might, I will destroy them. I just want a sign of yes from you, angel, and I'll show you ho

Heart by heart. With all my love, Kavira Hiraeth💜

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🍓🔞 #Chapter__19 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍🐍 🐍🐍 🐍 #JASMINE Making love with Sadiq in the middle of that Sandstorm was going to be a moment I'll never forget.. That moment we had solidified our relationship.. We were obsessed and so in love with one another after that..

With a silent prayer in her heart, she braced herself for the difficult conversations and heartfelt emotions that lay ahead, knowing that their love would ultimately prevail. ******** As Mihir stepped into the elegantly decorated room, his heart weighed heavy with resentment and anger. The sight before him once meant to be a sanctuary for love and intimacy, now served as a painful reminder of the betrayal he had endured. Every flickering candle and every fragrant flower seemed to mock him, a cruel reminder of the love he had lost. His eyes fell upon the figure standing by the window, draped in a beautiful wedding dress.

I heard the door open and close moments later, the engine came to life, and both vehicles left the private runway. "He heard everything." It wasn't a question. "And yes, I am engaged. I have been promised since the womb, and breaking off the engagement would mean turning my back on my family completely." I didn't say anything, I kept my gaze low. Seeing that he didn't continue the conversation, Zaid - a beautiful name that I would only dare to say in my mind – turned towards me, his shoes pointing in my direction. "You can now lift your gaze, Miss Sánchez." I did so slowly. "I know that in America, it is not customary. Or at least, I have only heard of it in my religion and in high circles."

But He never came once after leaving me I don't know why I am still hoping that one day he will respect this relation. He will give us a chance One day he will give me my rights One day he will accept me as his wife. My Heart always tells me that he still loves me, but my mind says that he has no feelings for me. He hates me and doesn't want me in his life. I don't know who I should believe between my Heart and mind. Why Jesus ? What's my fault ?