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

The next few weeks was filled with happiness, very happy moments which i spent with my loved ones. I felt complete again, i felt very grateful to Allah for giving me the opportunity to use my eyes once more and i made a promise to use them for good things. 


I still remember the day i got my eyes back, the emotions running through my mind. I remember every single moment i spent with it. And i cherished each and every one of them. 


Sitting on the chair with my little Niece, i smiled at the sleeping baby. Norah gave birth ten days ago. I still very much remember the day i came to visit her (a few days after i got my eyes back), she was very shocked seeing me with my eyes. 


She almost fainted because of how happy she was. I was too. Everyone was. Even Iman's parents and Habib were surprised when i went to visit them. 


"Is she asleep yet?" Norah asked coming out of her bathroom. 


CHAPTER TWENTY