Old Sana A Novels & Stories

(Sana) ------------------------"Father ! Can I be a detective,police officer, investigator or soldier too?" Four years old Sana asked while holding her hands in front of her and looking admirably at her father . He just stood up from his place and looked at her with rather a cold expression "You are just like your mother. A muslim with a lot of dreams but listen Sana , your mother ended with a non-Muslim even if it's forbidden in her religion. If you dream alot like her then you will end like her !

Panic. "You’re lying!" the elderly woman accuses, her voice desperate as she jabs a bony finger in my direction. "You know nothing about Luna Serena. At first, we didn’t trust her, but she proved us wrong! She has been nothing but kind to us—far more than we deserved! She gave us shelter, food, protection, and even her special beauty herb! Do you know how old I am? Two hundred! And I still look eighty, all thanks to her generosity!" I tilt my head, biting back a laugh. Then I let it slip—an amused chuckle that earns me a few scandalized gasps.