"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.

Unexpected Promises

Ammi had just returned from her work and was in her room, getting changed. Laying the dinner on the table quickly, I headed back to the room which I was sharing with Amira. 


"Api look! I completed my work early today alhamdulillah! Now can I braid your hair?" Looking up from her notebook and pointing at it, Amira exclaimed in excitement. 


Drying my hands with the towel hanging on the wall, I shook my head as a playful smile graced my lips. "Hmm… That's good, but I don't think my hair needs to be braided." 


"Api don't lie! Look at your hair, they have come out of your bun." Scrunching up her face, Amira replied with a pout. 


"Then I can make my bun again." I teased while biting my lips, trying to suppress my smile. 


"No! I'm going to make a braid and that's it. And we are going to bake cakes tomorrow." She commanded bossily while shaking her head, a scowl adorning her face. 


Chapter 136