Tahreem Fatima Novels & Stories

I tapped explore and the first thing that came to my mind to search for was Faryah. She was using Faryah Mustapha Edwards now. She was easy to find. She didn't have any posts and her followers weren't that bad. 10k. Cool. I looked at the photos she was tagged in and my heart sank as I looked at her pictures in African wears. She was so beautiful. There were different photos here, with she and her family and my daughter. My Najmah. There were some with the Khalifa guy, their pictures pained my body, heart and soul. No one could deny that they honestly looked very good together and here I was on the side-line.

Tasneem teased while removing her phone from her small camera bag strapped by the side of her hip. "I haven't and you know the answer to your last question." Suhayr shrugged and started removing her phone from the skirt she is wearing, she was wise enough to remember about her phone and tucked it into the pocket, she hates traveling onto those flights of stairs for something as small as a phone. She don't like troubling the maids too. "What the heck, dude! You have two hundred and eighty nine subscribers!" Thuraiya yelled at the top of her voice making the girls move in fright then turn to see what she is looking at only to find her eyes glued to what Tasneem is doing.

She was going to see Sheikh Uthman and he’s probably the craziest human being she has ever met. “Oh my dear Tequila, just the woman I’ve been looking for” A soft voice thick with Arabic stopped her from going further and she turned back. It was the Queen dowager, Queen Fatima. even if she forgot everyone’s face, she would never forget hers. This woman was the kind of woman Tequila promised herself never to be. Someone who represented the soft community and someone they enjoyed pushing over. She took it lightly though, she made it look easy. Tequila smiled and she hoped it wasn’t looking forced. She turned back and she headed towards the old woman who had her hands outstretched.

"I know he loves me and this is just a ploy from Laura now that he's finally rich and-" "Alessandra King!" Fatima yelled, and my eyes went wide. Fatima was my best friend of five years, and currently the head of the IT department. She was usually calm and levelheaded, but when she raised her voice or called your name in full, then she meant business. "You're the only one who's deluded right now," Fatima continued, her eyes narrowed. "Look at this." She thrust her phone into my hands. The screen showed a gossip website with a headline in bold letters.

Could she be lying? The thought barely had time to settle before Fatima’s phone started ringing. She inhaled deeply before answering. “Mad,” she said, forcing her voice steady. “Tima, hey! How are you?” “I’m good. How are you?” “I’m fine. Oh my God, this wedding planning is no joke. How did you do it twice?” “I hired a planner, Mad. You should do the same,” Fatima said. Her older sister was getting married in a few months and had refused to hire a wedding planner.

It's been a while since the last time she saw her. Kashmir got elated to hear the familiar voice and she knew who it was. "It's Fatima" she said to herself, she smiled and turned to look. "Fatima!" Then she called "Maryam!" the moment she saw Maryam. She stood up enthused to see her friends, she opened her arms wide to welcome them with a hug. Both Maryam and Fatima hugged Kashmir. "Girl, we missed you." Maryam said. "Kashmir you sit first before we have a chat." Fatima said, she doesn't want Kashmir to stand for too long because of her condition which Kashmir readily did knowing that Fatima was concerned about her and the baby.

Sorry love but I won't let any b*stard what is mine . Tanya(P.O.V) Well, today I am getting ready for the Charity event in which we all were invited but for some reason the girl who was assigned the task to singing and delivering the speech was not present there . As the event was held by my aunt's friend I decided to help her . Hurrying to the backstage I decided to sing 'Maa ' song from 'Taare Zameen par' . (The song she sang is a Hindi song if anyone interested in listening then they can search it on youtube is a beautiful song ) , I can feel the warm tears in my eyes but I refuse to let them fall . I began with my speech after that :-

Tomorrow we are going to someone 's house for your marriage. Vihaan gets shocked with this and asks what you are saying? You already found a girl for me? Who? My friend’s sister daughter her name is sameera khan she is 24 years old armaan tomorrow we all are going into her house,vihaan looks at armaan and Armaan says don't worry last decision will be taken by you only, vihaan nobbled his head and went to his room, after coming back to his room he lies down in bed and he didn’t know why he started to think about sukoon

Hall was decorated beautifully food was there and Ibrahim family alone with some relatives was there than she sees her mother and sister she goes towards them and hugged her mother..... Aisha doesn't hugged her back..... Than she sees Ibrahim came he was looking handsome and wearing sherwani..... Adeel looks at his son and crys little bit..... Than farha says we should start the nikha.... They all settle down and qazi start the nikha..... With rps of 50 crores do you

Fateema. A ten year old boy immediately appeared. His body was a bit bulky, but his face was cute with beautiful eyes. "You are home, Mom? Who's this?" asked the boy innocently. "She is my colleague at Doorna. How was your school today?" "Good! Everything went smoothly as usual." Kareem without being asked immediately greeted Zoya and smiled. "Kareem is my only son. He is in fourth grade now. There are only four of us here," said Mrs. Fateema without being asked.