People say love is blind, some don't believe it but it might be true. This is a love story between a blind rich girl and an orphan. They are both completely different from each other. She has loved ones but he has no one. She lives a hard yet simple life but he has been struggling all his life. 

Join me as i tell you more about the halal love life of Ava and Ali.

I'm dedicating this story to blind people. Just because they are blind doesn't mean they have to be loved less. They are humans just like us and they deserve to be loved and treated with respect.

A BLIND LOVE

I tried to process everything i was being told but it was too much for me. 


"What do you mean by you're sorry? How could you say it as if it means nothing? My baby? I...i lost my baby." My hands went to my stomach and truly i couldn't find anything there, it was flat again. 


Ali was right beside me, whispering soothing words to me. 


I shook my head as i cried frantically "Our baby is gone, Ali." 


My eyes was full of tears but it wouldn't fall. When i realised that it was my fault that i lost my baby, i lost myself. 


"Ali, it was my fault. I wasn't careful. I should have gone to call for help, i should...i should have waited for Iman to come. I killed my child...i killed my child." 


I tried to breath but it was being difficult. My throat felt dry and was suffocating me. 


"No baby! You didn't, i promise it wasn't your fault. This is how Allah has destined it to happen." 


CHAPTER SEVENTEEN