Mere Humsafar By Saira Raza Novels & Stories

he hummed softly in the pillow Sadiq made sure to hit jafar on the head before making his way out " see you later" He heard jafar yelling " don't even come back" He plugged in a earphone to his phone before connecting it to his ear and then play a song by kiss Daniel titled 'poko'. His jugging began. *** She parked at the eatery and made her way to the entrance. Rahama bought several snacks and ice cream. She had decided to surprise her little siblings with the ice-cream since she promised to buy it for them.

Hearing that, I subconsciously squeezed the medical record tighter as a bitter feeling welled in me. Yeah, what could possibly be wrong? It was just that Carl, a kid who had been taking singing lessons since young, contracted mutism and could no longer speak and sing ever again. How could this possibly compare in severity and importance to the tiniest cut on Jordan's finger?

The plane touched down in France. As I stepped off and onto foreign soil, I couldn’t help but take a deep breath. No more Jennings family. No Shawn Scott. No Yvonne. No more cruel ghosts or rotten betrayals. Here, I was just Zoe, a woman on her own. I used my savings to rent a small apartment in Paris and started my new life. That day, I dressed up just a little. I wanted to walk around and finally enjoy the beauty of Paris.

It was a long walk, and Suhaira was flustered and out of breath when Zahir finally stopped at a block of utilitarian flats. “What is this place?” she grimaced as he opened one of the doors. The room smelt musty and she jumped when a giant lizard skittered across the floor. She looked around for an air-conditioner but the room only had a single portable fan. She could feel beads of perspiration forming on her forehead. She hoped that she wouldn’t sweat visibly through her light blouse.

the man said. Amore looked at the side table and she saw a variety of food, from vegetables, fruits, meat, and soup. Looking at that food, for Amore, it has been ages since she have seen these foods again starting the day she was taken by her uncle. Looking at the food, her stomach made a grumbling sound. She bit her lips out of embarrassment as the man is still on her side. The man cleared his throat to break the silence, “You should eat now. And before I go out, I’ll introduce myself first,” said the man.

Shifa asked sniffing her nose on the kercheif. "I am all fine now" She replied with a smile . "I wanted to visit you yesterday , but Feroze locked me up saying Ansif won't like that " Shifa further explained further. "Why won't Ansif like you visiting Simran?" Simran signed Shifa to not soill the truth with her eyes hearing Afifa's question . "She asked you people something!" Riya said with a serious face . Not listening to Simran's warning bell , Shifa spilled the truth out "Ansif was cheating us with his poor acting , he is that mysterious billionaire Ansif Ali Musafir about whom we have an assignment next week "

Alhamdulillah for bringing peace to my heart, she thought with a smile. Hamdan had no idea who he had the urge to please but he was desperate to please her. So, he choose to recite Humeyra’s favorite surah without thinking twice. Suratul Zumar. His sonorous voice brought a sense of joie de vivre to Humeyra.

After we entertained all the customers, I heard a voice behind my back. “That guy is so handsome,” I saw Sierra, my packmate, who is two years older than me. She looks cute in her bob cut, light skin, and blue eyes. “Huh? Are you talking to me? Sierra, right?” Her eyes widened in shock. “Oh my goodness! I can’t believe that you know my name, Alpha King’s daughter!” I suddenly felt shy. “You don’t have to make it a big deal. I heard your name back then. Who are you talking about?”

It made it all the more scary for her. She had no idea how many people he had brought back with him or what they were going to do to her. It all seemed so surreal to her. She heard a low humming song. She realized she had heard it before, but she wasn’t sure when or where she had heard it. It seemed to resonate through her. She heard herself involuntarily gasp at its power over her. Her insides felt like they were burning.

I only prayed for the best for all of us. " please don't mind Faryah, she talks a lot" I heard Raihanna say as I sat opposite her and offered her a juice box. She was a very beautiful woman. The first time I saw her, I was amazed. Her dark skin and beautiful smile were amazing. I honestly couldn't stop thinking about her. She was a daughter of a friend of Ummah's. They were Nigerians and Masha Allah, they were really beautiful. I felt something for her and I really wanted to get to know her more. " It's fine, she's a nice woman, her husband is at work or something?" I asked as I fully focused on her. " Uhh, her husband, well honestly all that is a very long story" She answered as she dropped