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F.H. Salahud-Din

Ihan & Malik

Ihan & Malik

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In the excitement of her freshman year at college, Ilhan is swept into a tornado of emotions, reveling in both the liberation and the unpredictability that come with her newfound freedom. But when she crosses paths with the enigmatic Malik, a captivating soul who shares her deep passion for history, their lives swiftly intertwine, igniting a flame that consumes them both.

As their desires entwine, Ilhan and Malik embark on a tumultuous journey, exploring the depths of passion and love. Against the backdrop of societal expectations and the weight of family traditions, they must confront the timeless question: will they choose to defy the world for their sacred bond, or succumb to the pressures that threaten to tear them apart?

Prepare yourself to immerse in the pages of this story — a tale pulsating with desire and searing with forbidden passion. Ilhan and Malik's story will seduce your senses, leaving you breathless and yearning for more.

This short story is a work of sensual romance. 


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Mama said don’t come home pregnant
that was her sex talk
small, cutting one liners about
how she ain't gonna raise no mo babies
how the only thing open this late
is legs and liquor stores
It never bothered me before
I never considered having sex

Never considered being touched
by myself or any one else
because that’s not
what good girls do
they don’t desire
don’t think about what it feels like to be touched on the inside
and my body rumbles
when I think about it now
because I’ve met Malik
and he sees me so clearly
I want him to touch me everywhere
I want to rub his skin with mine
want to make his hard spots
with love
and saliva
I’ve never loved before

In my household the only thing we loved was God
The only men who could be alone with me were my brother and my father
My brother spent most of his nights
chasing what mama called
dunya living
so my nights were spent alone
laying in bed reading
never saying what I thought or what I felt
because who would care?
Anytime I spoke too much
or too little
I was met with a pop in the mouth
A reminder to mind myself
and my manners
and that I was never too old
to get it
So what did I know of love? 

No one ever told me that love would swallow me up
warming more than just my heart
Smoothing out the rough edges
Causing me
to be

Treating me like an equal
Making me feel safe
Asking my opinions
Paying attention to what I liked
How I spoke
The way I smiled
What I wore
How I wrapped my scarf
Touching me gently
Respecting me
Being my friend

Malik is a prayer
The type you say
On bended knee
Hands held open like a book
Eyes shut
The type you said
with clarity
Making sure God could hear
out loud
Leaving nothing out
The type where
You're hella specific
Because this prayer is important

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