Description
At Twenty-One, Aisha's rancor for both men and marriage should consciously pass as the world's biggest astonishment but that's not quiet all of her, she does not appeal to Abdullah's eyes at all. Usually, it takes a single glance or two to captivate him. The longer he stares at Aisha, he realizes she is simply plain - the kind of woman he would mistakenly glance at and instantly redirect his gaze elsewhere. Her personality is as hidden as all the other secrets she bundles underneath the weight of floor length Hijabs. Aisha Ahmad Makama claims destruction in every definition it has. Abdullah is no saint as well. Somewhere along the paths of life, their worlds are made to collide, leaving them imprinted to each other despite their inner demons. Underneath the steel exteriors is a woman broken and left unmade. But how would Abdullah know if gifts are a constant in his life and unwrapping isn't really his thing?
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