Novel & Cerita Maala By Nimra Ahmed

The lights were off, and soon a spotlight falls on a beautiful figure whose back was facing the others. The figure turned, and it was none other than Myra. She started her dance with the song. Maahi Ve Maahi Ve That' s The Way Maahi Ve Tere Maathe Jhumar Damke Tere Kannno Baali Chamke Hai Re Maahi Ve Tere Haatho Kangana Khanke Tere Pairo Payal Chance Hai Re Maahi Ve Naino Se Bole Rabba Rabba Mann Mein Dole Rabba Rabba Amrut Ghole Rabba Rabba

So I stay invisible. "That young lady must be Naila, your oldest daughter. Am I right?" I stopped in my steps as the woman asked about me. My eyes widened in shock. How does she know? "Uh.... I'm sorry, we didn't recognise you." Mumma changed the subject. "Oh, you really didn't recognise me." She laughed. "Ofcourse, my husband comes more on TV than me. You must know him, Shabir Alam, Director of Alam group of companies." She said.

Now what to do with Aleesha, is all that invades Abba's mind. ************ Aleesha peeps into Malam mai yanka's crib, the place is literally empty. By empty it means even the hut is no longer there. Sge sights a gourd with a white cloth on it sitting there. She picks the gourd and holds it while trying to read what's written on the white cloth. I know Sa'eed would start acting somehow, I've left Abuja. Take the contents of this gourd. It'll do one if two things; either it makes Sa'eed fall in love with you all over again or.... Something bad.

Miall Per my mother's instructions, Malakhi and I waited downstairs for the girls. It took them forever to get ready, and I started to get bored. Malakhi seemed excited despite stuffing himself with Amanah’s fruits. We both sat on the island tools, watching Malakhi choose and pick which fruit he would shove in his mouth. “Do you really want to go through it again with Amanah?” I asked as I leaned against my fist, watching him peel an orange, as she called it. It was orange in colour, which was not very creative of her people.

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Malikha muttered while frowning deeply at the tiny structure. She glanced nervously to the right and left before cautiously stepping closer. With hesitant movements and an anxious expression, she slowly opened the small wooden door and entered the stall. Once inside, Malikha immediately looked upward, checking the walls carefully. Thankfully, the wooden panels were tall enough to prevent anyone from easily peeking inside. Still, she grimaced at her own miserable situation. Perhaps this really was the fate she had to endure as Aidan’s wife. Praying silently that nobody would come, Malikha carefully turned on the warm-water faucet. Instantly, steaming water poured down.

I asked shocked. "Amaal's girlfriend?" Harshdeep kaur asked excitedly. "Did he finally got time to fall in love from his music?" She questioned amused. My brain went in a frenzy. Bhai's girlfriend?! "I don't understand?" I asked perplexed. "Look here what the tabloid's saying. Music director Amaal Malik spotted hand in hand with mystery girl. Could she be his new girlfriend?" I took the tab from her hands abruptly. My eyes widened. The girl's face wasn't visible but from her built and clothing style I knew exactly who it was. My fingers clenched in a fist.

Arham get shocked to hear her tone and said:" what ' s the problem Alya ,I love you and I want to marry you so I send the proposal " Alya chukled and said :" you want to marry me Arham ,have you seen you face .Arham you look like villager .You are uneducated while I am Doctor .How can I introduce you to my friend .What will I tell them ,friend meet my husband Arham ,what he did nothing .He did gundagardi and criminal and going to take his father position and become head of criminal. Arham you do not want wife but a servant and baby making machine .The man of this house think their wife as their property and I don't want to become someone property.I don' t want to waste all my study ,all my

“ Lady Amra , who are we actually mad at ? “ asked Ayla holding a pillow in front of her to protect herself . “ I am talking about Mona . The biggest hypocrite in the world . “ said Amra . “ are you……Are you talking about that Mona ? “ asked Ayla . “ There’s only one gold digger bitch that has been clinging to our family lately and is that Mona . “ said Amra . Now Ayla could understand why she was angry . Alex noticed that Ayla Alos became angry all of a sudden . “ Emmm…….Girls , mind telling me who she is and why is Amra so angry ? Honestly , all this time that I have known her , I have never seen you so angry before . “ said Alex looking at Amra . “ Yeah ! I have all the reasons to be as p

“You’re not supposed to be thirsting over my mate!” Our mate, Wisp corrected with a purr. And I’m just appreciating him. Objectively. Before I could say anything else, a knock came at the door. “Alina, are you ready?” Malia’s voice called gently. “Yes,” I managed, and quickly dabbed at my cheeks before opening the door. Malia gasped the moment she saw me. “Goddess above, you look divine.” I smiled shyly. “Thank you. You did most of the work.”