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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 · Remaja
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Chapter 162

Atifa's pov:

Looking around in ammi's room, once again I contemplated whether we should actually try to look around. The only reason why we even wanted to look around was trying to find ammi's medicines because she had been taking them. And if she had been taking them, then it meant that she knew about her illness. And if that was the case, then questions like from how long did she know about it or why didn't she tell us anything disturbed us too.

As my curiosity got the best of me, I looked back at Saad once before wheeling myself ahead, towards ammi's bedside table where I had found a wooden box and a leather journal. "Check the drawers beside the door." I told him before taking a deep breath and opening the drawer, my anxiety at its peak. It felt like ammi would just storm in at any moment and tell us off for going through her stuff.