Kisah Farhana นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She was grateful for everything in her life until Farzan Shah entered her life. Farzan Shah, a twenty-nine year old billionaire never tolerates a single disorder in his life especially when they are wrapped around lies. Just in order to teach a person a life-long lesson he came across Aysham Zubair a girl who got twisted with his fate after others' lies.

Without thinking, she dialed an overseas number. She hadn't called this number in ages, but that person had been waiting for her call. He was someone who dealt in shady business, a complete maniac who cared more about money than his own life. Aria had saved him once, and his code name was "King". He was Farshyan too, but his family had left the country generations ago during his great-grandfather's time. He'd never planned on coming back—in fact, he didn't really care about Farshya. But after meeting Aria, he'd started thinking maybe he could visit Farshya someday.

she asked. But deep down, she dreaded hearing what Jake might reveal. She still wanted to believe Farah wouldn’t deceive Arwena. Farah’s parents had both worked at the coffee shop before they tragically died in an accident. None of Farah’s relatives wanted to take her in because of financial struggles. That was why Lorna and her husband, Arman, had taken Farah in wholeheartedly. They raised her as their own and even sent her to school. Arwena had considered Farah more than just a best friend. Little did they know, they had been caring for a snake.

Hamil had sent him a file on the woman and he opened it. Her name was Sihana Makolli, aged twenty-one. She had long dark brown hair and an interesting mix of greenish eyes. She had one more exam and then her bookkeeping course would be complete. She could be moved into his house within the week. The door of his study opened and Faro walked in followed by Eris. Faro had an amused grin on his face as they sat down in front of his desk. “Did you know Hudson’s getting a facial?” Faro asked with a grin.

Bella teased again, she felt closer to Rene since the incident in Banyuwangi. "I got a problem to tell..." Rene said. There was something she wanted to ask. "What?" "Farhan... Prince and son of the owner of this place, earlier I accidentally met him, when we just arrived and were escorted to our room. I idly want to wander ha... ha, bored in the room all the time. So I went down the stairs and found Farhan downstairs. Yes, we greeted each other, he seemed to already know that we are guests visiting here with Sandro. Then he asked where I was from. So sweet, handsome, and rich What's wrong with me trying!!! Ha?"

He couldn’t even express his feelings for one stubborn woman who was bent on distancing herself from him believing that she isn’t worth his notice or feelings. “Dratted woman!” He exclaimed aloud unaware that he wasn’t alone in the Al Fahezi foyer’s seating area. “Back to talking to yourself again, I see.” A feminine voice called out in an amused tone. “Farinah! Didn’t know you were around l’il sis. Come here.” Matan answered in a relieved voice giving Farinah a hug and a little pat on her covered head. When they were younger, Matan and Ali used to tousle her hair much to their mother’s annoyance. Farinah has turned into a beautiful young lady, one with a bright mind and beautiful soul like

Chapter 16 “Oh my God!” “What happened to her?” I can hear my mom screaming through the hallway. I groaned and keep still on Cairo’s arms. I don’t want to be close to him again but I have no choice but to use his body ‘cause I am temporarily blind. “Auntie Lia was sand attacked by my Farren.” I heard Caleb said. He probably followed us to whatever this place is. “It was an accident Granny,” Farren explained. I just sighed and heard Eunice scolding the kids on the background. I can hear Farren crying and Caleb yelp. My mom on the other hand talk to Cairo about what really happened.

Not only spoiling fawaz but many kids too, she loves children. She thought maybe when she is nice to them she will get her own bundle of joy running around the house. She served herself and Khadija in the same plate, sipping the cold drink. She thought about her mother. She missed her so much, her mother died due to anaemia and since then nafisa has been researching on the disease . "Hey, you seem out"Khadija said acknowledging her cousin's mood. Nafisa shrugged it off with a nothing which came out barely as a whisper. They ate the food in silence.

He underestimated Shivansh and his lawyer. " So, Ms Farhana. How many days you have been working in Niyati Mehra's house?" Shivansh's lawyer asked the maid. Farhana replied," It's been 2 years since I have been working in Niyati Mehra's house." " So, can you tell me about Niyati's Mehra's approach towards her daughter?" Shivansh's lawyer asked.

he said dodging the question -I love you too daddy -Pass the phone to mum Halima Which she did, Halima moved a little away from little Fatima to answer. -Yes Aly - Take care of her, I will come to see her tomorrow, she must not know -Don't worry Aly -So good night - Good night to you too She hangs up and goes to Fatima's bedside, who is lying on the bed. Halima strokes her head while telling her an African children's tale. -So I'm going to tell you the story of KOUMBA the girl without a mother.