?mode=1&language=1&lim=&search=&utm_source=rss 抖阴社区 - Discover a World of Unlimited Stories https://static.wattpad.com/be/image/logo.gif?v=1748629001 ?mode=1&language=1&lim=&search=&utm_source=rss /780409713-blinded-marriage-insights-to-muslim-marriages-and?utm_source=rss<b>XxMayFlowerxX / 7 pages</b><br/>He was always stoic and serious, but no one could deny his kindness and sensibility that can only be seen through his actions. It was the little things. How he came to pick me up when I texted him. How he asked me what kind of wedding ring I wante...He was always stoic and serious, but no one could deny his kindness and sensibility that can only be seen through his actions. It was the little things. How he came to pick me up when I texted him. How he asked me what kind of wedding ring I wanted. How he looked into my eyes when every time he had something important to say. How he gave me the opportunity to get out of this marriage if I wanted out... How was it possible that I admired this man so much already? I knew nothing about him other than what I heard from his mother. What have I gotten myself into. I didn't have the time to dwell on any of these matters because his hand was now intertwined with mine. His other hand wiping the tears off my cheeks. It felt like a movie scene, except there were 20 soggy wet Kleenex tissues in between us. "Zahrah... why are you crying?" He repeated softly. His thumb stroking circles in my hand and his other hand caressing my neck. I guess this is why people get married, I thought to myself. I get it now. My reply to his question was dumb, as usual... "I just... am..." I moaned incomprehensively. The doctor part of him that has to understand what mumbling drunk patients are saying must have heard what I said, because he had cracked a smile. "Are you regretting this?" He asked pointedly, reading my bloodshot eyes. How did he know what I was thinking? "No" I gurgled out this half-lie, half-truth. There was a part of me that was relieved and elated by his hands and wanted to shut out the part of me that was regretting my marriage decision. His touch was a drug whose effects I never wanted to wear out.

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]]>/1801699-blinded-marriage?utm_source=rss<b>XxMayFlowerxX / 18 pages</b><br/>If you see this, I wrote it when I was 13... I am now 21... so... please don't read past the 1st chapter as it is very cringe. Check my other story Blinsided, I wouldn't say it is good, but it is definitely better than this crap. I am currently ha...If you see this, I wrote it when I was 13... I am now 21... so... please don't read past the 1st chapter as it is very cringe. Check my other story Blinsided, I wouldn't say it is good, but it is definitely better than this crap. I am currently halfway through and will be posting a chapter every time I write a chapter. Thank You! Zahrah is a seventeen year old Muslim. As naive as she can get, she's about the nicest person at her school in her secluded miniature town. After painful years of being a child she shaped up to who she she is now, a fully covered independent...slightly crazy and loyal Muslim. Being an independent child and learning from her past to never plan your life out because you could pass away in a matter of seconds, she never thought about college or marriage until she is forced to set her mind on it. When trouble arises between her family and close friends she has to decide whether she should sacrifice herself for the benefit of others, by getting married to her childhood friend Zain Ahmad. Authors note: Hi :D Just to let you know... this is a Muslim story and it has the whole traditional background. That means that in your perspective not everything might seem perfect, but I'm doing my best not to put any false information out there. P.S. It is an arranged marriage story, but not really....You just have to read and see :)

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