Junooniyat By Maryam Novels & Stories

The girl was only thirteen, a victim of the civil war of the government and against Hearth. “Don’t you want to go home to your siblings?” Maryan asked as she watched her attendant fill the tub. It was like they were in ancient times where several servant girls are moving to provide service to a queen or a princess. Maryan was neither but she was grateful for Jaiyo’s presence. Jaiyo was the one who reminded her that even in the middle of the war, Maryan had to take care of her hygiene and health. Maryan was so occupied with taking the Rokohorta Academy that even taking a bath seemed too much of a task. It was not that Maryan forgot, she was just really utilizing every minute she has.

again. Shaking off the chill that crawled up my spine, I walked inside, surprised to find Maryam wide awake, glued to her phone, playing Candy Crush of all things. “What a shock,” I said, kicking off my heels. “You’re not asleep yet? Didn’t think Candy Crush was that exciting.” Maryam, the world’s most committed early sleeper, gave me a serious look—so serious it made my stomach flip. “I had a bad dream,” she said, staring straight at my head like there was something growing out of it.

"What? Aunty... Is it a bad thing for me to praise you?" Aunty Caroline smiled, shaking her head. "No. I'm just curious. Thank you, sha." "Welcome." Maryam came in through the gate, holding a black nylon bag with the pack of mini-mini indomie noodles inside. "Mommy, I bought the indomie." She announced. May turned to her. "Oh, yes!" She had totally forgotten about the errand she sent Maryam on. "Please take it inside. Drop it on top of the kitchen counter and go straight to your room."

Lord. I nodded at both of them and went to our room to vedio chat Aisha and Jamila to tell them the good news. They both agreed that they will pack at this instant and come for a sleep over tomorrow. I'm so happy. Maryam called me too and told me about her well being and her marriage to Abba. I really pity her. It must be tough for her to know that she's now barren at an early age. May Allah make it easy for her. I began packing too with Deeja giving me the stink eye. I rolled my eyes and continued my business. ***

Rocco added, and the rest nodded as a response. "Well, maybe they were still in love with us." Jon playfully said that made Maye's blood boils. Maye clenched her fist upon hearing Jon's remarks, so she stood up and slapped the table while looking intensely at Jon. "Who would still love an immature, mama's boy who doesn't know how to decide for himself like you?!" Maye said in anger. While everyone was shocked by Maye, Senna calmly acted and said, "Ahh, guys, we will step out for a second. We will be back in five minutes." and she grabbed Maye's arm to drag her outside.

Money is controlling everything if you can't control your money. Life sucks. In thus empty room, I've always been feeling safe and at peace, but how I really wish Raven is here so I can talk to him all day. He is really nice. He doesn't run out of words to say. He sometimes jokes around. He might be a good friend. I laid on my bed and closed my eyes. And in a minute, I was on the dreamland. I saw my little self standing alone in front of the gate. Wearing a huge jacket embroided with flowers at the left chest. Right I remembered, I was waiting for Mom to arrived from her work.

During the day I didn't see the rest of the guys Haven kissed me I didn't bother to ask Darren he looked busy so I kept myself entertained by eating snacks, I was down to my sixth bag until the door opens up revealing Haven in a mask and also a female, I stared at her before I had time to make out the second mask musketeer she pulled me in for a hug. "Quinn, you've not been taking care of your hair." I knew it was Maria the moment she jumped at me, she looked excited as she takes off her mask. She looks over at Darren who only waved at her, she pulled me to a corner far away from the guys. "So you and Darren had the apartment to yourself." she sneers in a naughty tone. I pushed her away gent

Then an idea popped into her mind. "Girls, let's have a groupie" Maryam said and she lifted her phone. They posed for the groupie picture. "Say, 'cheese'" Maryam said. "Cheese" Twenty five minutes later, their food was served. They chatted while they had their dinner. Joyce, Maryam, And Fatima were careful not to mention Amaro or anything that will remind Kashmir about her husband. They made her laugh by telling funny stories or anything that would cheer her up.

I'll be using POVs now. Thank you. JUWAI'S POV *WEDDING DAY* I woke up that early morning feeling detached, a feeling like i don't belong to the world anymore, a feeling that i have no one else to call mine. What have i done?. I never in my life felt so dejected and weak, or never felt so vulnerable and hate until this early morning of my wedding day with yaa junyad. Well, my second marraige to be precise.

Don't tell me you are jealous? Jealous of who. I am just asking about her, like I was told she is your girlfriend. Hmm, Mary, calling my name twice. Okay to clear the air, Juliet and I are just friends, nothing more. Just a friend , I said to him, closing the door behind me. You can have your seat. I said. So you just think this is the right time for you to have me seat. I came to your place, he said. Huh, and what I wanted to lock you out earlier, when you were busy saying jargons.