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Hi, Qwin A'aeesha is here with another interesting story. A Muslim love story this time around😋 stay focused and enjoy the story. And please check out my other stories.
So I'm gonna be using some Islamic words and Nigerian words also but never mind, I'm gonna be translating them for those who might not understand.
This story is for anyone, no matter who you are, where you're from or what your religion is, be free to read it. Trust me you're gonna understand, and you would love reading it also.
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"Love is not to consume but to sustain. Allah expresses His love for us by providing substance. To love in Islam is to sustain our loved one physical, emotionally, spiritually and intellectually, to the best of our ability."
CHAPTER ONE : MARRIAGE?
"Okay guys, it's time for Asr(Afternoon prayer) let's go to mosque." Aayan speaking and also trying to stop us from running.
"Yeah that's true girls, let's go pray to the Almighty." Abdul Haseeb added still panting and sweating like a goat.
"Look who is talking, when did you take solat this serious? The Haseeb I know always run away whenever it's time for solat." Dania joked and we all bursted into laughter.
"Whatever." he waved it off as if he doesn't care.
"Hmmm, let's get going before its late." Aayan consented.
"Wait!" I stopped them putting my hands up as they were about to move
"You guys should go, I'm off solat." I babbled twisting my hands together and chewing one part of my mouth.
"What!" they all chorused.
"You were off Solat throughout last week remember? And I know throughout next week you will still be off solat" Dania speculated raising one of her brows.
"Don't mind her, she's always looking for one excuse or the other when it's solat time but if it's hide and seek you are always the leader." Haseeb added.
"I concur." Aayan affirmed.
"Ugh, you guys caught me, yea. But the truth is mum told me not to come home late." I lied again.
"Thank God, you know this is what mum wants for you. If you tell her you are coming from mosque, she would know her prayers are finally being accepted by Allah. So let's go, don't be naughty." Aayan insisted as they all forced me to the mosque holding both my hands.
My parents are true Muslims who doesn't spare any free time to pray to Allah. I grew up with them with my little sister Nadia, but ever since I was young, I've always looked for ways to escape solat but the truth is I love Islam and I pray to Allah in my way. He's always there for me, I appreciate him and won't stop saying Alhamdulillah (Thank you Allah).
I wish to observe solat but I think laziness is the issue.
I tried doing it for some weeks but later stopped by the way.
"Astagafurulah. (Forgive me Allah)"
I pray Allah forgive me give me the strength to start observing solat completely.
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Ten years later
"Alysha! Alysha!" I heard mum screaming my name from her room.
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DECEPTION
Romance"Yes I understand. She's not even here, I sent her to the visitor's room. (Laughs) Yeah, I did everything you asked me to do. Exactly, yes. I will make her regret getting married to me(laughs) Alright, good night." I became numb on that spot. I fell...
