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Our Hopes For Forever ✔︎

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She was lost in her own thoughts.She felt like there was no one who could heal her wound. Her tears were falling from her eyes as if like a rain was falling heavily. In all a sudden her world stopped since she had got that wound.She wanted to a do a magic, but she knew, nothing could be done.She knew it, it's only Allah could do this magic to her. All talks were flashing in her mind.She tried to stop being weak but even though she could not be strong.


"DO YOU THINK I AM YEARNING TO BE WITH YOU?"He shouted and was furiously."JUST GET LOST FOOL! MIND YOU! IF YOU AGAIN DO THIS-"He pointed his finger towards me and his eyes were full of angryness. He squeezed his teeth.Before I opened my mouth to speak,Zaheer told me to go in my room."Why it's happen this to me only, do I deserve all of this?"Since she went in this level of her life,all her hopes were destroying.This kind of level is important for all of us as a human.She started to never have hope in life.


But why? It is said we must have hope in life.Why she is feeling weak? What's that level? Why is she crying?What type of wound she gets?Why is she feeling unlucky?


#This story wants to show you with every difficulty there is relief, because difficult roads often lead to beautiful destinations. But you don't know what this one will lead.And now if you want to know the answers of the questions, you will add this story in your reading list and library.You'll read it, vote and surely comment.

Note:Dear readers, this story is for everyone, for Muslims and non-Muslims, you'll learn many things in this story, if it's require then you'll need to keep a box of tissue near to you, you'll need also to keep a popcorn next to you so that you can enjoy this story :)

This story is different and let's see why this story meant"Our Hopes For Forever" when she never believed in hope. Will it lead to a sad or beautiful destination?


➰Written and edited by : hijabygirlFa_h.
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Dear Shumail..

"If you didn't love me in the first place then you shouldn't have married me." She said, her heart sinking knowing that she didn't have a place in his heart. "Do you think I wanted to?" He spoke, turning his face to the side looking at her over his shoulder. "If it wouldn't have been for Zain then I wouldn't have ever!." He stated. She didn't knew how she could muster up so much courage to stride towards him and turn him by holding his hands as she made him face her. Standing on her tiptoes she was a bit his level as she caught hold of his collars. "Tell me you're lying. Tell me that it wasn't just for Zain. Tell me you're doing this because you're angry with me. Tell me that's it's all a lie!" She exclaimed at the end, her tears rolling down her cheeks freely. He looked at her for a second before he caught her hands which were on his collar and removed them, and holding her wrist, he turned it behind her back as he fiercely pulled her closer to him, his eyes staring deep into her. "Even if I am, you have lost the right to ask me that." He stated coldly. "Why!" She exclaimed. "Why did you behave so sweet with me all this time, when you had already planned to end this relation. Why did you filled this void life of mine with happiness and joy. You should have just let me be!" Her eyes held the anger and pain which her heart was feeling. "Just to let you know how it feels to be betrayed." With that said, he let go of her and moved back. *** The only things that mattered in Shumail Ibrahim's life were his friends and his work. His life was pretty normal until she entered his life. He met her suddenly just like that and with just a single look he had fallen for her deeply. Everything seemed magical and to anyone who saw them happy together seemed it was destiny that brought them together. But was it really destiny that played it's game or the mastermind was actually someone else?? Find out in Dear Shumail...Please try to forgive me.