The Bismillah session 👊🏻| Chapter 1
it is a scene of a night club where people comes to forget there sorrow which make them hate eveything the sadness of there soul which make a perosn useless and the bitter reality of this world but its only a temporary pain killer not a permanent one ... most of the people here are youngsters and majority of them are millionaires and billionaires kids and park y/n was also one of them
y/n: come on guys woo hoo!!! she was screaming and dancing like a crazy women her whole body was moving with the rhythm of music dancing like this for an hour she started feeling thirsty she went and sat on one of the stools infront of the bar to calm her thirst " one Champaign plz the bartender placed the glass infront of you taking the glass into your hands you started gulping the bitter liquid but it wasn't much bitter than your parents words one after another you were drinking each glass of alcohol to swallow the words which were ringing into your ears" she is a mistake" " i wish she was never born so i could divorce you " " because of her i have to tolerate a man like you " tears were pouring like rain drops " oh just shut your mouth you were never a good wife and even a good mother because of your fun we all are like this today even she is mentally ill because of you " your whole face was wet because of tears the words were giving you more headache and than the alcohol made it more worse taking your clutch you got up and exited the bar in fully drunk state she is park y/n 20 year old the only child of famous politician park woo shik beautiful face with a beautiful voice medium length hair dyed with a honey brown colour cute bunny nose with hunter eyes her hazel eyes which could drown someone in them easily ideal height with ideal body her beauty could make any man go mad for her
Outside of the club : street
empty street empty heart with a tornedo of words in mind walking with stumbling feets y/n was talking to herself Park y/n is a mistake her parents can't get rid of eachother because of her " her mother isn't a good mother or wife you chuckled" you suddenly stopped walking i don't know when i will get peace WHENNN!!! you look up at the sky then again your steps were taking you somewhere you also dont know where it wasn't the first time your parents argued it wasn't the first time they said this all it wasn't the first time you went to the bar to relieve your pain but now you're fed up of this you can't tolerate these things anymore you want peace which you're not able to find till yet walking on the footpath you felt someone is following you turning around you couldn't see clearly because of your drunk state you laugh " wow now im hallucinating as well" you turn and start walking again but then you felt a grip on your wrist looking at your right you saw a guy looking at you with a smirk jerking his hand off you took two steps away from him when you felt someone's hand on your shoulder you turn around to see another guy with two more guys behind him
guy 1: where are you going beautiful
y/n: its no_none of your business you b*stard
guy2: oh come on miss gorgeous lets have fun he said creepily and started touching her arm which was on display because of her strip crop top her long wide milky white smooth legs were shining into this dark night one of the guy tried to touch her legs when she pushed him and tried to run " plz help plz help" she was screaming for help but the entire street was quite " oh come on dont be shy " they came forward and started dragging her somewhere
y/n: leave me you all idiots dont touch me you were yelling on them while struggling to get out of thier hold but during this your clothes got tore from some places two of the guys held your arms while two of them held your legs not letting you to move anymore you started feeling helpless you saw your self getting runied your pure body will be destroyed by thier dirty hands your eyes closed your body went numb that you couldn't fight anymore tears had already made your face wet you felt your breath hitched only there devilish laughs were echoing in your ear accepting your fate you felt defeated
"stoning to death wont be a respectful death" you heard another voice between there laughs they all let you and turn towards to the owner of that voice along with you a rare of hope lightened in your heart that someone came to save you
guy: what you mean and who will stone us to death there's no law like that
??: there is a law like that in islam he said camly squinting your eyes you tried to look at the guy but couldn't because of dizzy head he bent down a little and forwarded his hand infront of your face you held his hand and stood up on your feet stumbling you look up that's when you got to see him clearly he was a handsome young guy tall height mesmerising features and a shine on his face which you haven't seen on anyone's face till today his face was holding a peace which you felt for the first time he was glaring those boys infront of him ??: miss plz go and sit in that car he said pointing to a car behind him while looking down on the ground his voice was so beautiful and calm which made you feel protective your feets automatically started taking you there where his Mercedes was standing
guy: hey why are you taking her she will be our night stand not yours "" Astaghfirullah""" she stopped on her tracks after hearing it she turn around the boys again started looking at her he saw them looking at her
??: plz miss sit in that car he said in a pleading tone still looking down when he turn a little to tell you you hurriedly went and sat in his car you couldn't open your eyes anymore because of headache guy: hey you!
???: its Zayan! Muhammad zayan he said didn't we told you she is our tonight didn't you hear
guy2: trying to become a hero let us tell you how you will look like after we will beat you they said coming forward
Zayan: "bismillah" he said folding his sleeves .........
zayan: oh you daughter of a beautiful woman the most aromatic flower of jannah plz come here i need your help khadija dear he said in his melodic voice
khadija: what is it my dearest brother she asked in her beautiful slow accent
zayan: listen i was coming out of the mosque after offering tahajud when i saw some boys messing with a girl on the road then i went and saved her
khadija: how ? she asked suspiciously
zayan: i did nothing i just saved her from them and made them understand that they shouldn't behave like this with a girl inshallah they will never ever dare to repeat this mistake again i made them understand with love dont suspect me dear sister he said innocently
khadija: ah han i know your love language when its comes to save a women Muhammad zayan now tell me where i have to come then he told her
Zayan: and yeah bring something to cover her she is not in a good condition i guess then khadija dissconnected the call zayan turned around and look at his car where only her head was visible to him making sure if she is ok " zayan can't go near her because he is a na mehram for her he don't have any right to see her like thats why he lowered his eyes when he was helpling her so he had to call his sister for help after a while another car arrive and khadija came out of it
khadija: where is that girl he just pointed backward she nodded and went to his car he told his driver to go home with whomkhadija came he was waiting outside " zayan come " he went and sat in his car without looking khadija and y/n were on the back seats
zayan: is she ok ? he asked starting the car
khadija: yes but she is unconscious how we're gonna drop her home dear brother she asked with worry
zayan: she is from the same university as us take out her id card her address will be written on it khadija carefully took out her id card
khadija: ya allah plz forgive me im touching her stuff without her permission but we're helpless we have to help her and drop her home safely
