Ibu Azmi Novels & Stories

He was not as repulsed as he had been in the past, but these past few days, that girl has been behaving very weirdly. He would sometimes find her sitting in a daze and he would call out her name for quite some time before she respond. Anyway, as long as his baby was healthy, he did not care about anything else. Mark stopped his thoughts from running wild and concentrated on reading the letter before him. After seeing that their manifesto was great, he responded and even invited them to his party! …. At the northern mountain…… Ashton looked at the report sent by Tom and nodded his head. He was pleased with how seriously Tom and the rest had taken the assignment.

I felt safe. "Who are you?" Ashton asked. "It's none of your business." Cyrus said, his voice harsh and poisonous. "Carmela is my business." My best friend pulled me closer to him. "She is my business, so, back off!" He's rude. He's always been rude. He never treated anyone with respect. He never treated anyone like humans. Cyrus only cared about himself. He only cared about his pride and I hate it. Someone like him easily loses his patience, meaning, he'll lose control and end up hurting anyone that disobeys him. And seeing how Ashton is pushing him to his limits scares me.

"Oh, that's Aziz. He also works on our floor." A huffing and puffing Aziz caught up and extended his hand excitedly. "Ruhi... hi, I'm Aziz. My grandma is Indian. I'm so excited you are here. Can you make chicken tikka, biryani, and gulab jamun? Indian food is my favorite." She got reminded of Rafael's scrunched face when he ate her sandwich. That's the face most people made when she cooked something. She chuckled at Aziz's excitement and face charged with anticipation.

Being a Hashmi came with a price tag, and she was worried to the core for their safety. Kabir stepped out, glancing at the people for a welcome. His gaze zeroed in on a familiar face—Zaid. “Welcome, Mr. Ka—” Zaid froze. What stood before him was Ayaaz Quadri, but in a tailored suit and with emerald eyes. If not for those eyes, Zaid would be convinced he was imagining—the signature mark of Amaan Hashmi and his elder son.

They never agreed on anything and it beats Amir how they became friends. “Enough you both, my decision is final” Amir said “I support you” Kamur said “I support you too regardless and I wish you the best in your choice of a wife” Fatu said “That’s the problem, I don’t know where to get a wife or how to start searching”

Various kinds of medicines became mandatory souvenirs for Azmia. With permission from Dr. Martin, Azmia underwent alternative treatment known as JSR from Dr. Zaidul Akbar - Jurus Sehat Rasululah - on Baren's recommendation. Focusing on Azmia's treatment was Bram's goal, he did not want to lose the woman he loved so much. He attended Dr. Zaidul Akbar's seminar, so he could consult directly about Azmia's illness. Azmia underwent a brain tumor treatment program with JSR, the first month the results were very good. Doctor Martin said that the tumor was in a stable condition, but did not dare to ensure that Azmia's condition would be fine.

Today, I promised to look after Gemma while Amara and her mother, Andrew, again set out to find his sister, Azize. Too many things that need to be added have started to play out. From what I've gathered here, Azize is the most accomplished warrior among all the inhabitants. Her killing technique is unmatched, and her dizzying precision has become so legendary that she has been given the nickname Taipan Reaper because no one kills as quickly and effectively as she does. And that's where my question comes from.

Aisha looked up at him. “Hello, my name is Syed Roman Ali Gardezi. You are pretty,” he said in a deep seductive voice. No woman could ever put his charm down, they have to put their guards down instead. “I don’t talk to guys until they reach my ideal,” she said while touching his shoulder. Muaza was not listening as she was all lost in her book. “And what is your ideal?” he asked while raising an eyebrow. “I am a daughter of infamous business tycoon, Zaroon Khan, so I don’t date a commoner,” she said while moving her fingers in her hair.

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