Sacred Bond

Hello my beautiful readers. It's me again with yet another saga. I hope you will give me your support as always in sha Allah.

This time around, I am writing something different and odd, something that totally deviates from my normal stories. So I would like to clarify some things before I begin.

1• I'm going to be writing some things which are totally un-islamic. Yeah the plot has it all. My characters this time around are not going to be perfect. They are going to be committing sin. Or sins even 🤐🤐 so be warned.

2• This would be unusual of me, writing a little bit of romance. I will be as subtle as possible but please do read with discretion. I will love to say some chapters will have a lil bit matured scenes. I might change my mind though when I get uncomfortable ( although it's a crucial part of the story plot). But in sha Allah, I will write in the Islamic way so that everyone would go with the flow of the story.

So I think that's all. And please do remember this is my work and totally a work of fiction. I don't need to be shouting copyright up and down. Do the needful and don't do the unwanted. Yeah.

PEEK-THROUGH.

She didn't know what to do at first, she had an ultimatum to say yes or no.

Each had it's consequences, she's ready for none. Each wasn't a solution rather it would crumble so many hearts. Najma felt some hurtful tears dripping from her eyes, she had never been tensed like she was now.

She turned to look at him seated on the arm chair of her parlour. His oily seductive brown orbs enticed her. She's a goner and a lunatic she knew.

He started approaching her, taking each step as though he wouldn't reach where she was. She closed her eyes and let the tears flow, regret scattering every nook and cranny of her heart. They almost crossed the limit before she acted the most braved and jerked away, with a heaving breath.

The hair of his beard brushed her cheek, sending a lot of tickles to her body. She hated the way she felt around him, the way she had zero control when with him.

"Amishhh..." She cried, her eyes still closed. He stepped back shaking his head, this time tears managing out of his eyes.

He's sorry that he kissed her senselessly, he's story that he almost crossed the bridge but he didn't know what to tell her. He's neither in his sense too, and he's full of regret.

She opened her eyes and saw his eyes tearing up. It weakened her knees such that she almost hugged him.

"We're getting married Naaj." He declared. Her heart pulse escalated, she's sure she heard him right. And when he talked, he meant it.

He gently walked to the sink and washed his face. With no utterance, he reached for the door that would lead him out.

"In secret." He added and plodded out.

Najma slumped on the floor and began to cry helplessly. She's sorry for herself because what her heart was pushing her towards to was beyond her control.

She would agree to his wish. They would get married in secret. Daddy and mummy would kill them...

She didn't know what to tell mummy or daddy. She's almost certain they would kill her if they know. She massaged her left hand, trying to ease the tension going on in her head. She knew she was about doing the unthinkable, it would destroy the relationship between her and her parents.

But it was their mistake initially. They had to bear the consequences... The painful consequences...

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There it is. It's a bit tense huh? That's how the book is going to be as we dig into it.

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