Wealth should be in the hands and brains of wise people, not in their hearts.

You will share your story one day, and it will serve as a survival guide for someone else, explaining how you overcome what you faced.

Aisha
How I wish I still had my parents with me?
I can still clearly recall that terrible night and how my uncle and aunt took me in without realizing they had rescued me from the outside world; otherwise, I would have been living on the streets by now.

Will forever be grateful for them but then...

"Have you prepared any meals yet?"Her voice jolted me out of my reverie and made me relax because she always talks quickly.

"I am so happy that my mother taught me how to cook; I am almost done."Since they like food that tastes better with more salt and chillies, I tasted salt.

I was nearly finished with Chinese fried rice, chicken wings, kabab, and chicken biryani. I questioned why there was so much food for only three people.

After she left, I looked at my clothes, which were all worn but gratefully given to me. "Also stay inside your room, do not come out, come out only when you are called to serve," she said.

***
As my aunt's daughter Sara's birthday was being celebrated, I stood outside the balcony and gazed at the bright star in the darkness.

I just shook my head; they are a wealthy, elite group, and even though I am related to them, I have the roof they provided me. I have nothing in common with them.

What sort of gatherings were these? I tried to avoid the unpleasant music sounds, but I reached for the jug because I was thirsty and, damn it, it was empty.

I hurried to the backdoor, thinking, "If I pass from the back side garden no one will notice me," and thankfully, no one saw me.

I let out a sigh of relief.

I drank water from a steel glass, not touching theirs. Worried that I might break, then.

"Who are you?"As I gathered my thoughts, I quickly balanced the glass that was about to fall out of my grasp. My pulse was pounding faster than usual because of these people and their seductive looks.

The voice frightened me so much that I was afraid to look back or even turn.

"Please leave, someone will notice you talking to me, and it will cause problems."He simply smirked at me as though he was enjoying the moment when I attempted to explain.

"You will not even..."He attempted to strike up a conversation, but I simply silenced him with my finger. I was not even interested in finding out who this guy was, and I had not even looked up at him yet. My fingers were shaking in terror as I backed away and sensed him taking a huge step.

"What is your problem?"I just came to get some water, so please just go back and enjoy the party, I said loudly.

"What if I don't? "My eyes widened at the sound of his smooth voice and statement, and I could feel another pair of footsteps getting closer.

"Look Mr am not those type of girls , please leave , someone will come , just hidden behind curtain , please , leave , I tried to explain to  him as another pair of  footstep grew nearer I shut my eyes and recited some duas.

"Whats happening here?"I junked out of my thoughts and turned back immediately. ,aunty stood there with a very serious expresion and raised brow, I played with my fingers nervously , trying to find an excuse.

"Hey Mom",familiar voice shocked me as the guy went and hugged his mom , which distracted her and I took this chance and ran away from there feeling an intense pair of eyes on my back .

I shut the door as soon as I entered my room and sighed in relief finally I could breath .

"Who was he?"I asked myself.

He put me in strange situation and then saved me also.

Did someone just knock .

*******
I was reading a book on Wattpad until two in the morning because that is when I get to read and nobody can distract me, but.
I heard another knock and asked quietly, but there was no sound. Suddenly, the windows were opening and closing because of the strong wind, so I went to close them, but I sensed that someone had been outside my room.

"Who is it?"I asked again in a trembling voice and made an effort to relax, but until I said some duas, all the terrible and negative scenarios continued to race through my head.

"What do you want ?"I asked again and again, but..

"It's me...."

I was too shocked to even say who I was seeing or why he was here when I slowly opened the door.....

Not after whatever happened.....