[COMPLETED]. HIGHEST RANK: #4 in short stories [27/09/16]
"let me just tell you something, Allah, the Almighty, created women out of a man's rib, not from his feet to be walked on, and not from his head to be superior, but from his side to be equal, under the arm to be protected and next to the heart to be loved, so don't go around saying mine as if she is your property" I just stood their staring at him, why didn't I encounter him before I met this monster.
"Asma you better tell him to leave now or I swear I will tell him what you fear the most" the moment he said that I looked up at him with wide eyes.
"You can't, please..." But his facial expression didn't show any interest in my pleading. So I slowly turned around to the stranger, as I begged him to leave.
I could tell he didn't want to leave, he looked me straight in the eyes waiting for me to change my mind but I couldn't.
In fear of my secret coming out.
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