My blank love - My blank love Part-12

---

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ26TNO5m61S

“A Calm… That Was Meant to Return”

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjYWyOU5UiC

That night, AbuZar's mother placed her hand on his shoulder and simply said:

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbo35yepTQP

> “Wake up tomorrow morning — and say what your heart holds.

Whether or not you receive an answer…

At least your heart won’t carry this weight anymore.”

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg6OymL58w8

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡECrLSGFMKD

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSTjgCV0Rx9

AbuZar remained silent, but for the first time, there was a glimmer in his eyes — as if a broken man was trying to stand up once again.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡceGxkZMqBl

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYHXGLHxGBi

---

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLuSrEB1SHR

The Next Morning

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQ2WV2dfG1v

The sun had just begun to rise, but its light couldn’t reach Zoboriya’s face.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ7xWk3c9Ji

She was once again on that same bench — the one that had witnessed two goodbyes just the day before.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrixNwNRpuc

She still had her diary with her.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzrpTIEH5lH

And a cup of coffee — now cold, like there was no warmth left inside her anymore.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ31K7sT3FpS

At that very moment…

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtkjXFBrtD0

AbuZar arrived.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqiqpAxZiww

Slowly — as if each step carried an unspoken confession.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ45OwxVGK26

Zoboriya looked up, but said nothing.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBlsj4BKxtM

AbuZar sat — a little away, but still on the same bench.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8EcCEIN599

For a moment, there was silence. Then he softly said:

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDBcEWuHyVd

> “Zoboriya… I left because I didn’t want to give you my death.

But now I understand — I couldn’t even give you the most important truth of my life.”

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwIvNYznAI8

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBi8HEOeIgQ

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡquL1z7jh6M

Zoboriya’s fingers trembled.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4kft7njXUB

AbuZar took out a medical report from his pocket — and placed it in front of her.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbBFIgJlQlk

> “This is the illness that broke me…

But now there’s treatment. There’s hope.

Just… no courage.”

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuHIxxn6FIp

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqxup6ypwKX

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1wapeJhLpx

His lips were dry, but his eyes were already wet.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡewKoBod1ak

Zoboriya didn’t look at the report. She just kept looking at him.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2rwZmtwGZA

Then, after a long pause, she asked:

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxVEcRRnp5m

> “And what do you want now?”

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk08M01FSoz

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVNR1Oq2dzj

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSKNg9xZcpO

AbuZar’s voice was broken:

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuOFPr9KS41

> “Not time… just forgiveness. And if possible… one last evening, where I can say everything I’ve held in for years.”

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvsSbZq59Gk

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl3waCKz1Z1

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡos0mXWxOAt

Zoboriya stood up.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOeVa8UVxlO

For a second, it seemed she would walk away again…

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkJAnKZLIbM

But she gently said:

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2pf51itJ7b

> “7 PM tonight — same café.

Where you once told me:

‘I can read your silences better than any book.’”

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmvLYolXRDj

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuehOb8N115

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTE5S0YTd6V

And she walked away.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWQLIqzThSi

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpKB6VlsNUv

---

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCx2pHWxPFw

Café — 7 PM

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiDO6fBl4QA

The café was the same — old photographs on the walls, golden light from the windows, and a soft melancholy sitting quietly at every table.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgzTKP009FG

AbuZar was already there.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGIr3Imtpks

Two mugs were placed in front of him — one for himself, one for the wait.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUDFFAmWVKm

7:03 PM.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYc5BYazk5e

Zoboriya arrived.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFFljkXIRJK

She was wearing the same white scarf AbuZar had once gifted her — without a name, but full of meaning.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡy84Do1O7f7

She sat — this time, right beside him.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ82F81qrER3

AbuZar softly said:

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaCW8vbvlTM

> “I’ve lost a lot… but the most painful loss was the trust in your eyes.”

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrdu1Fq1Mmh

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqXk3YZnBhq

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvNtWSjJ6sZ

Zoboriya didn’t respond.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwylCPhx4Dj

Then she opened her diary — and slid a page toward him.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVrSpHujN8d

On it, she had written:

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuqZWv7oRzT

> “I still don’t want to be tied to a name…

But if love is a silence —

Then I want that silence to be with you.”

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFv4nqV6UPC

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdVg8flOr6l

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdCGbd8jdva

For the first time, AbuZar smiled.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQffqsbUNNp

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIc8HLCvhAy

---

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡP1VjTMKGuP

Two Silences — And a New Beginning

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTsKDL2uqsm

That night, they didn’t say much.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpjPppKLVFv

They just sat.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPdpZfgaHih

Sipped their coffee.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1Ltfk4t3PO

And from afar, the moon landed on their window — as if witnessing that a once-unfinished breath was finally complete.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaOAjQzrTRW

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ9VVZtYLpq

---

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvUf1MPfRFt

Epilogue: Months Later

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlAOEJseR38

One evening, Zoboriya sat in a small bookstore — at the launch of her first book.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRIasv7eSZM

The title read: “One Bench — Three Shadows — And an Unfinished Breath”

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEgE7B4nISH

AbuZar stood near the stage — now healthy, but quieter than ever.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡByULuTx15g

He came on stage and spoke just one line:

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ56TJs3JiCo

> “Some bonds don’t break…

They just take time — to be complete.”

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJuEb5Jb2dV

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4CKgz9sxWJ

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwUwRrOkt23

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ71Pcae5fWI

---

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlah1L1q0XN

Title: Safvan’s Life — A Silent Tale

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqz6P4IuiiS

Evening had fallen. Darkness spread like a shadow and began to cling to the city walls.

And there, near the old railway station, on a broken bench — sat Safvan.

A worn-out bag beside him.

And in his hands — a torn diary filled with unfinished letters, forgotten names, and memories sealed forever.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSd7k4qr9CH

Safvan — a name that was once an identity, but had now become a burden.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDdqBocDl4v

Once a cheerful, beloved, kind-hearted boy…

Now, a stranger to himself.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3Z29sZXAyB

His life changed at three critical moments:

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWzeKnKz9aa

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsKWjIQSSWt

---

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6QKeLYzJxx

1. The Death of His Mother

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGEtJtERRl3

The day his mother passed, both his smile and his prayers left with her.

Her lap was his world. After she was gone, the world became silent.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdcJRLGyD26

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCyQNwJSiJy

---

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhX2rFQtL4j

2. Saba

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMrNG8rQxFH

A girl who came into his life like rain — gentle, fragrant, comforting.

Safvan had never loved anyone the way he loved Saba.

But Saba didn’t want his narrow life.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6FwgcgzIFy

She wanted the sky…

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDynjKMr2bT

And Safvan was just barren land.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBpigIPjrte

> “I love you, Safvan…

But love doesn’t feed the hunger.”

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDDYI6a98PP

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAPYKlv7aO0

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfNjaml64ld

Those were the last words she ever said to him.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLgOHeb4k7Z

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMOQi9pnCWe

---

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZH2Z8PiIC5

3. Hating Himself

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLlROzqUQL7

As time passed, Safvan no longer expected anything from life.

Nor did he ask any questions of relationships.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9VCG5TrYx3

He just kept walking…

From city to city…

Searching for his lost self.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeGENBuo4hV

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8vN2uGdabr

---

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEvCnDUhSO7

Tonight

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc8eVZEkcSG

He opened the last page of his diary.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd9eCFchpEU

> “Maybe I no longer wish to be a part of any story.

Perhaps I’m just a blank character —

whose life is written by someone else…”

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUMmIdBqp3Z

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC3cxzDWOBj

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzVMj5L6tXD

The cold wind tangled through his hair.

The station lights flickered.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNS20F7bwSz

And sitting there on that broken bench, Safvan slowly began tearing pages from his diary…

as if trying to erase his own existence.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYRfUnxwk0C

But just then — a voice called out from behind:

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0bqqotYaHu

> “Safvan?”

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFYxgRZBSoD

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYP4uSXoMZJ

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVpV14cYjPh

He turned around.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLVjC4TN8ie

There stood a girl — wrapped in a hijab, tears in her eyes, and a voice that echoed like a forgotten prayer.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9lvOAvMFiS

Her name was — Rehana.

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOCzPWHzAed

Who was she?

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPFoM0vbWLm

Why had she come after all these years?

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgI9gR5wcPc

Would Safvan’s life find a new name?

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8os2BHvfiu

Or would this story end — just like a forgotten character?

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQnj5N7AIxm

366Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQl2KO9228u

---

ns216.73.217.114da2

Reading Theme:

Font Size:

Line Spacing:

Paragraph Spacing:

Load the next issue automatically