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Unexpected Promises

"Ok ma'am, maybe you are right. But what do you want from me? Why have you even kidnapped me?" I asked her annoyed while glaring at her. I couldn't believe I was agreeing with her right now. "Oh nothing much baby boy, I just want you to get married to my daughter. And if you agree, I will leave you. As simple as that." She smirked, making me shocked. As I looked at her once again, I realised that she wasn't too old, maybe in her late thirties. And she wanted me to marry her daughter? How old was her daughter again? Was this some kind of child marriage? And what about her daughter's studies and dreams? Didn't she had any? Ya Allah! What was even happening? Where was I stuck? ._._._. • He was just trying to save his sister and get them back home safely. • She was just trying to live her life without any drama. • Just one incident and their whole life is changed for forever. What will happen when he gets kidnapped and forced to get married to a total stranger? Actually, why would a mother kidnap a stranger to get him married to her daughter in the first place? What will happen when his parents get to know? Will his parents agree? Will they ever fall in love and live together? Or will it just be a failed marriage? Are there more secrets to unfold as they set on their journey? But most of all, what will happen when promises are made unexpectedly. Will it bring them closer or drift them apart? To find out, hop in to read what happens and how their life unfolds. How their fates seal together and how the secrets, if there are any, unfolds.

fading_scar · Adolescente
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175 Chs

Chapter 82

Saad's pov:

The guilt gnawed at my heart as we walked back home. I couldn't shake the feeling off of myself, which in turn made me more frustrated. How could I even do that? Did I think of her to be someone like that? Someone like how I accused her of being? How could I have even suspected something like that?

What was I even thinking? Did my brain, by any chance, stop working or something that I wasn't in my senses? What were my senses even doing? Where did they go when I needed them the most? Suddenly, I remembered the translation of an aayat, which just made me feel more guilty.

Allah (swt) teaches us that suspicion is bad: "O you who have believed, avoid much [negative] assumption. Indeed, some assumption is sin. And do not spy or backbite each other. Would one of you like to eat the flesh of his brother when dead? You would detest it. And fear Allah; indeed, Allah is Accepting of repentance and Merciful" (49:12).