🌸 Till the Day of Judgment – A Promise
📖 Chapter 1 – She was broken… but someone still chose her
There was a girl…
Her name was Zobiya.
She wasn’t the heroine of a movie, nor someone’s dreamy-eyed fantasy. She was just a quiet, frightened girl — wrapped in broken prayers and long silences.
During the day, she would smile, chat with people, and post cheerful quotes on her status…
But at night?
At night, she cried — silently. No sound, no sobbing. Just… her eyes speaking to the sky.
Only her heart spoke… and it spoke to Allah.
Zobiya was afraid of love.
She had once loved someone with everything in her — and in return, she was left with emptiness and pain.
So she made a promise to herself:
She would never give her heart to anyone again.
Every night, she made the same quiet prayer:
"Ya Allah… send someone who understands me without even meeting me."
Then one day…
A message appeared.
A name she didn’t know.
Just one word: "Hi"
Irfan Ali.
Zobiya ignored it.
The next day, it came again.
And again, the day after that.
She kept ignoring it.
But that boy — he wasn’t someone who gave up.
Then one day, he wrote:
“I didn’t come here to flirt… I want to talk to the soul you’ve been hiding from the world.”
Zobiya paused.
No one had ever said that before.
For the first time, she replied with just one word:
"Why?"
Irfan responded:
"Because I saw pain in your silence… and I don’t want you to carry it alone."
It wasn’t love.
Not yet.
But… it was something.
That night, for the first time, Zobiya didn’t cry.
She just kept thinking about that stranger…
The one who had listened to the voice of her heart.
“Even if we never meet…
I’ll still be here, with you.”
That’s what Irfan had said.
And in that moment…
A story began.
A story that wasn’t perfect, not even easy…
But it was real.
So real… it touched the soul.
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🖋 To be continued in Chapter 2: When Irfan first called her ‘My Witch’... and made her smile again.
💔 "She was shattered… but for the first time, someone chose to hold her pieces — not blame her for them."
📖 Chapter 2 – When He First Said… “My Little Witch”
Irfan's entry into Zobiya’s life was a soft kind of chaos—
The kind that made no noise, but the heart could feel it everywhere.
Zobi didn’t reply to him much in the beginning. Just small, cold responses…
Words like “hmm,” “I don’t know,” “maybe later.”
But Irfan found joy even in her silence.
He used to say,
“Even one emoji from you makes my entire day feel peaceful, Zobi.”
Zobiya was confused.
How could someone who had never seen her… never heard her voice…
Still understand her so deeply?
And then one day, Irfan suddenly messaged:
“You’re my little witch.”
Zobi got annoyed.
“What nonsense is this?”
But before she could type more, a voice note popped up.
In it, Irfan was laughing softly as he said:
"A sweet, innocent, emotional little witch… only mine."
"The one who understands me without even meeting me."
"The one who, when she cries… makes my heart cry too."
"And when she smiles… brings peace to my soul."
Zobiya just froze.
For the first time, someone had wrapped her pain not in sarcasm, not in sympathy…
But in love.
That night, she simply replied:
“You’re weird, Irfan.”
And he responded:
“No Zobi, weird is what you are. The softest, tiniest, most emotional little witch in this world… and you’re mine.”
That night felt different.
For the first time, Zobiya didn’t feel like a burden.
For the first time, she smiled from her heart…
Feeling the presence of a love that lived on the other side of the screen.
And they kept texting…
All night.
No future plans.
No demands.
No questions.
Just the comfort of one line:
“I’m here for you.”
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🖋 Next Chapter: When Irfan whispered, “I’ll pull the pain out of your eyes… I promise.”
💔 "This love lived only in words… but its impact was deeper than prayers."
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