Haya By Fakhra Waheed Novels & Stories

Hayan just shook his head in disagreement at his daughter's suggestion, as if he wanted to say, you won't stop. Hadid, who was smiling and looking at Hayan, turned his neck at her after listening to her detested and hateful voice for himself. He saw her sitting on the sofa with crossed legs. She was wearing a short off-white shirt with black jeans. With her shoulder-cut golden hair and very fragile look having glass green eyes, he saw the doll was spewing thrones from her red petals-like lips.

Haider told him, suppressing his smile. “Hmm…is everything alright?” Aalam asked interestingly. “Yes.” “Keep me updated about Zaviyaar. Bye.” Haider spoke hurriedly and went out. After Zaviyaar came out, getting fresh, Aalam served him the food. “Haider left?” Zaviyaar asked, eating food. “Yes, he has to go for some urgent business,” Aalam answered him and switched on his laptop. After eating the food, Zaviyaar leaned his head against the back of the sofa and let himself drown in deep thoughts. The centre of his attention was only revolving around how to find Anaaya.

Isabella Dubai International Airport, United Arab Emirates, Private runway Mr. Ashgar recommended that I use a scarf to cover my hair, and now I understand why he did it. The wind that was blowing upon arrival tried to snatch the scarf I had wrapped around my head. I didn't want to imagine how my hair would have looked if I had left it loose.

Kiara looked at Haider with a raised eyebrow . Haider said with a proud smile," I know I am looking smart in these messy hair as well ." Kiara rolled her eyes and said," You are looking like a person who gets a shock of a hundred volts with this hair ". Amina and Khalid both laughed . Haider said in a lazy tone," I am not in the mood now to go to my room .I will handle it afterwards ." Kiara said," Come here " . Haider came to her and Kiara set his hair with her hands perfectly .

Since Ghazal was afraid to ride the bike with me and Hadiya we decided not to pressurize her and now she was bringing the equipment, the dresses and Shayla who was our makeup artist for today, in her car so that me and Hadi don't die on the road. The wind swished past me making me close my eyes to savor the moment. The familiar feeling of heaviness came rushing back to me as I stepped into the haveli. The whispers started making me lose myself in them but I snapped out of them, I came here to work not to have yet another episode of Zoya's panic attacks. "Do you plan on going crazy yet again?" Hadiya asked, seeing me lost in my thoughts. This place is haunted in some way. Not the paranormal t

Alhaji Shehu said firmly, “I can’t do that, they are both too important, Farhan is our finest legal adviser and attorney, Hanifah is the best secretary that has worked in this office. Besides what crime did they commit? Farhan has already apologized on her behalf, isn’t that enough?” Risha couldn’t believe her ears, “was it her daddy was speaking to like this?” She looked at the bastard named Farhan who had caused all this; no one had to tell her she had lost when she saw the same smile of confidence on his face. Even the stupid secretary was confident enough to look at her now. She could feel the tears at the tip of her eyelids; she trembled like a feather in the wind, as her anger passed h

"Haya get ready soon we are going to the grocery store not to attend any wedding " Girls will be girls, be it the grocery store or any wedding they'll always take at least an hour to get ready. "Let's go Amma" here comes our one and only Haya who is not at all punctual. Well, she acts like she's bold but she is very timid. Haya was an orphan and she was living in an orphanage. Mehrbano (Amma) is an orphan keeper, she lost her spouse and children in an accident and since then she started taking care of the children's in the orphanage.

Taking a dejected sigh, Asmara sat on the couch, and on cue Haya entered, head properly covered in dupatta. ' Assalamualaikum '. Loud and clear, Haya said her Salam. Arman replied with a small 'walaekumassalam'. Where as Daniyal's breath hitched. In all his 26 years of existence, he never felt this way towards a mere girl. Claded in light green lose, simple shalwar kameez, with matching dupatta, she looked ethereal. Arman when glanced towards his friend, who was looking, more like gawking at Haya, smirked.

Hall was decorated beautifully food was there and Ibrahim family alone with some relatives was there than she sees her mother and sister she goes towards them and hugged her mother..... Aisha doesn't hugged her back..... Than she sees Ibrahim came he was looking handsome and wearing sherwani..... Adeel looks at his son and crys little bit..... Than farha says we should start the nikha.... They all settle down and qazi start the nikha..... With rps of 50 crores do you

Asma gets happy and hugs her mother. Farhaan x Haya Farhaan opens his eyes when water droplets fall on his face, he opens his eyes and saw Haya who is rubbing her hair with the towel. She is looking beautiful like a fresh flower. He keeps starting her until she leaves the room. He gets up when he realized what he is doing. He thinks in his mind: "Farhaan what happened to you? Why are you staring at her? Maybe now she is your wife that's why you are seeing her like this ".Then he gets up and walked to the washroom.