Maala By Nimra Ahmed Novels & Stories

Couples twirled and glided across the polished marble floor, their movements graceful and rhythmic, but for Malakai, there was only one person who mattered—his mother. Amani saw through his eyes as he gazed up at her, his small hand clasped in hers. She wore a stunning gown, shimmering silver that complemented her bright blue eyes. Her smile was radiant, lighting up the entire room, and for Malakai, she was the most beautiful sight in the world. They danced together, the music swelling around them, but all that existed for him was her laughter, her love, her presence.

"Alright, now spin around." "Yes, madam director," Malena joked, slowly turning to give us all a chance to look at her legs and pert little ass clad in the skin-tight white fabric. Malena was a smaller girl than Alanna, her athleticism more graceful instead of powerful; if she wasn't training for their Rugby team, Malena was doing yoga or tai chi in our little backyard. Her body was bikini-ready, with slim hips and sleek legs that met in a small but what I considered fantastic ass - the yoga pants she was wearing showing off the diamond gap below her crotch and between her thighs.

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

Later nandini came downstairs dressed in a black knee length strapless frock with her hair left open with her lips painted in pink looking elegant while soha rolled her eyes at nandini for dressing like this for a family dinner while abhi just gave her an awkward smile. Everyone left to malhothra mansion.. Malhothra mansion: Here Malhothra's are waiting for murthys..Especially manik and fab4..Alia is a little scared..After some time Murthy's arrived..Mr and Mrs. malhothra welcomed them respectfully..Manik is staring at nandu all the while..Then he looked at Abhi and nandini's entwined hands and fisted his hand while his eyes are burning with jealousy and anger which didn't go unnoticedby soh

I was rubbing my temple with my palm trying to ease the banging in my head when Mala walked in. Mala being her escentric self choose to wear a ghotic look. She wore all black- shorts, blouse, boots, eyeliner, hair , lipstick.. even her nails were painted black. "Oh my God Mala, what's with your dark look, you look like Dracula's bride." I told her lightly laughing. She smiled back at me and placed the bag she held on the table by the visitors chair. "Girl, I am feeling powerful today, just wanted to express it."

Alyssa said. "Sure," Anala replied and called the attention of other maids and they took care of Maliah's outlook. Alyssa saw Maliah and was left speechless. "What's wrong Alyssa? Why are you gobbing in water into your system?" Maliah asked and giggled. "You look amazing Maliah," Alyssa praised and Maliah blushed. "Thank you Alyssa for everything," she appreciated. "It's nothing, now go get your merman," Alyssa said.

Jahan Ara begum, was wife of Shabbir Malick. They had three sons, The eldest son, Mustafa Malick was a humble polite and respectful man in his late 50's who was married to Hameeda who was also a polite lady and caring mother figure for all the children. They have 3 children •Arman Mustafa Malick was 28 years old who was handling all the business and the underworld. •Then, Ammar Mustafa Malick who was 26 years old and was also taking part in business. He was Badtameez and hot headed.

Asmy and Aamal but chuckles, Aamal knowing the reason why she said that while Asmy guessing the reason, is her Abba's mother's name, and since Umma and Abba left together it simply means she despise the whole family. "She is the daughter of my very good friend and she is here for a short while so am simply spending sometimes with her" Aamal explain hoping that Maa will buy her story cause the woman is old but she is still smart as hell, you can't easily fool her. Maa turn her gaze at the young girl, there is something compelling about the girl, her smile and the way her eyes wiggles.