Wanita Berjilbab Menangis Novels & Stories

and clean her face gently. "Hajiya what happened to deejah and why are you still crying." Hajiya lubabatu asked worriedly. "Khadijah was ra...pe and still unconscious and when Alhaji heard the news he also fainted" She stutter, tears choke the utterance of her voice and she buried her red nose inside the handkerchief again. "Innalilahi wai'ina illahi raji'un!" Hajiya lubabatu exclaim and cover her mouth tears welling up her face.

V By the time she concluded her supplication, her tears have soaked the jilbab she wore but her face shone like the moon on the darkest of nights. Unbeknown to her, she had an audience. Hamdan. He didn’t intend to intrude as he woke up to get some water to drink but seeing the dim light coming from the prayer room attracted his attention. Now, his gaze was transfixed on the figure sitting in the yoga position on the prayer mat.

Roksolana answered, her voice trembling. Jamal pulled her into his embrace before the tears could fall. It hurted him to see such a strong woman being emotionally down. He felt her shake against him and knew she was crying. He held her for as long as she cried without a word. When she was done, she pulled out of his embrace looking embarrassed. Jamal chuckled at her innocence. He took her in his arms and kissed her deeply, praying she would respond. He heaved a sigh of relief as he felt her relaxed in his arms.

She slide down the door and started crying hysterically. Allah please...help me! She cried and cried until she dozed off. *** It was night time when she woke up. She takeout new clothes from her bag and took warm shower to soothe her muscles. She then saw her reflection in the mirror, a small scratch like line on her cheek and a dark purple hickey on her jaw, she immediately looked away before tears started forming, she dried her hairs and wrapped them in a hijab even tho, he has seen her hair so many times and is her mehram now, she still didn't feel like removing it in front of him.

Gwen tearfully recounted all the events to her friend, who was initially crying. The people there were alarmed and even Terrence was let out of his tent when he heard Jirah's cry. Those who heard her scream were astonished. Gwen couldn't help but cry as she held her agitated pal. Jirah wanted to punch the wood but was stopped by her companion. She just released her anguish through crying. As the actress hugged her childhood friend, she said, "Bess, say that it's just a dream right? Beeess? Please?" Jirah insisted.

Once I was buckled in, I grabbed the trap with both of my hands and clenched it tight. The tears I've been fighting rushed to my eyes, falling down my cheeks. "The top woman never cries." Cilvia commented. I turned my head away from her so she wouldn't see the tears falling from my eyes. I wiped them away, but they beat me by quickly falling down my cheeks and replacing the ones I'd dried. "The top woman doesn't cry." Cilvia repeated. "But I guess... We're still human beings." I glanced at Cilvia with blurry eyes. She looked at me for a split second before she forced her eyes back to the road. I saw a conflict in her eyes, as if she knew exact how I was feeling and what I was mentally going