ENOUIA

Husn-e-Jaana《3》

ASSALAM O ALAIKUM

اسلام علیکم

First of All
I am so so sorry for late update.
Trust me i so wanted to write but certain circumstances acted as hindrance.

Also i got engaged a few days ago and inspite of all the preparations there were still some last minute things needed to be checked. You know the things in "Shadi wala ghar"
This is literally so hectic.

Another thing i wanted to say was that i don't know about other authors but i LOVE to read and reply on your comments. And i am soo soo so sorry for not replying on some comments. I so wanted to but they were so many ALHUMDULILAH and i didn't get time and internet(no i don't have any Asad at home though ;) to reply on them.

I always love and appreciate your feedbacks. This means so much to me that i can't even explain. I don't care about number of followers or votes. If you smile while reading my story, that will be my reward. I am doing this to make you all happy and i love bringing smiles on everyone's faces.Once again a big THANK YOU to all of you who appreciated my story and also to those who took there time to read it.

Now onto the story

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Guljaan was praying when she felt the presence of a body hugging her from behind. A small whimper escaped her lips but she shut her lips tightly holding onto the oncoming tears.

His huge, strong body engulfing her small,timid one in a death grip. With his front plastered on her back he wrapped his arms around her waist and laid his head on her shoulder. A strong scent of alcohol wafting from him.

Guljaan kept mumbling duas and surahs as she completed her prayer. She felt a wet sensation on her shoulder as her dupatta soaked with his tears. Guljaan felt like her heart was racing at a thousand miles per second as she hurriedly turned around to look at him. Her eyes widened in shock as she registered his teary face. Eyes red, hair disheveled he was looking like a mess.

Ameer peered his eyes open and gazed at her. His heart heavy with regret and heaviness. A thick cloud of shame engulfed him as he looked at her bruised self but all he knew was that he won't be forgiven ever.

What he did was a sin not a mistake. He stole her innocence. Her happiness. Her smile. Her respect. Her ghuroor.

Flashes of her bruised and battered body roamed infront of his eyes. How that lifeless,little girl was trying to breath. Just two more breaths and she lost her life. She lost the chance to see the world more. A chance to feel happiness.

Allah SWT states in His Holy Book

☆Whosoever does righteous good deeds, it is for (the benefit of) his ownself ; and whosoever does evil, it is against his ownself. And your Lord is not at all unjust to (His) slaves☆
Fussilat 41:46

He was feeling emotions which he never felt before. Ameer never in his life cared about anyone. He never wanted something so fiercely, the way he wanted Guljaan.
His doll

So he captured her. Made her his most prized possesion and took her.

He never felt her emotions he just satisfied himself but what he was feeling now was something so strong that he was doubting his own existence.

Inspite of how cruel this man was to her, Guljaan unconciously lend her weak arms towards him. Ameer placed his head on her chest and closed his eyes. A series of fresh tears soaked her dupatta(scarf). Her small arms trembled as she wrapped them around him. As she embraced him. A heartwrenching sob escaped from his lips.