"His Hoor" (Hussain Asif's Fanfic)✔️

Chapter # 24 "Dear Diary Keep My Secret"

Assalam o Aliakum!
How are you beautiful peaople 😊😊😊😊😊😊

Previously....

"Don't worry I'll handle it. She is not feeling well. Everything's gonna be fine soon" I said while hugging her again hearing her sob against my chest.

"Bhai theek ho jayen. Aap ko aisy nahi dekha jata. Please Hussain get well soon."

With that she left. She left us forever. Us ki nayi duniya k liay. Nayi zindagi ki shurwaat kay liay.

Again sad waali reading :(

Now read furthur...
Continue...

Chapter # 24 "Dear Diary Keep My Secret"

Hoor Malik's POV

I was not able to control myself any more thats why I came back home. I nevet wanted to ruin anyone's mood but I did. I ruined his mood.

Apni ikloti behn ki shaadi k liay na jaany kiya kiya socha hoga Hussain nay kiya kiya armaan hon gay un k lekin mai ny sub barbaad ker diya. I am not good.

I don't know when rukhsati happened when all of them came back home but I was so numb to even move a bit. Shaheer was lying near me on the bed. He was sleeping peacefully.

Hareem bhabi didn't came to check his son as she beleives me blindly in his son's matter. I take care of him very well.

I glanced at him and an unknowing sad smile came to my lips. He was looking really adorable while sleeping. His mouth slightly open and I can hear his breathing sound.

Covering him up with the quilt I got up and came out in the balcony. Fresh cool breeze welcomed me but I was more cold from inside. It felt like I am frozen from inside.

Sitting on the cold floor I felt coldness take over me.

But I don't care as if I am not alive. Yeh mai khud kay saath kiya ker rahi hoon akhir. Sub kuch mere haath mai hai phir bhi apna bura chahti hoon mai. Kiyun asa ker rahi hoon mai apny he saath kiyun akhir kiyun.

I questioned myself but got no answer from my heart like even my heart is upset with me.

I hate myself too.

Opening the pen cap and adjusting it at the back I opened the diary's random page. I ever thought that people waste time in writing diary. I never liked writing before but don't know why I want to share my feelings with some one.

Its the time I realize why people use to write diary.

"Unka koi raaz daar jo nahi hota. Koi to ho jis kay saath apna dukh apna dard apna gham banta ja saky. Lekin koi bhi nahi hota to waahid diary hoti hai jis say sub kuch keh ker apna dukh banta ja sakta hai. Apna bojh halka kiya ja sakta hai"

I don't know what to write now but I have. I have to write the tears away. I felt my throat dried and thats the time when two un knowing tears slipped from my eyes.

No!

Please don't make me weak. I am strong enough to bear this pain like I did ten years back.

Yup ten years back I faced the same time same pain.

Wiping my tears off my cheeks I started writing. The story that started ten years back. The time I bear very sware pain at the age of only thirteen years.

Dear Diary!
I have never imagined of writing my pain away. I never imagined of writing a diary but some accidents happens in life that changes your views completely. So as I am going through the pain the accident.