بِسْمِ ٱللَّهِ ٱلرَّحْمَٰنِ ٱلرَّحِيمِ
In the name of Allah the beneficent, the merciful.
ٱلْحَمْدُ لِلَّهِ ٱلَّذِىٓ أَنزَلَ عَلَىٰ عَبْدِهِ ٱلْكِتَٰبَ وَلَمْ يَجْعَل
لَّهُۥ عِوَجَا ۜ
قَيِّمًا لِّيُنذِرَ بَأْسًا شَدِيدًا مِّن لَّدُنْهُ وَيُبَشِّرَ ٱلْمُؤْمِنِينَ ٱلَّذِينَ يَعْمَلُونَ ٱلصَّٰلِحَٰتِ أَنَّ لَهُمْ أَجْرًا حَسَنًا
مَّٰكِثِينَ فِيهِ أَبَدًا
وَيُنذِرَ ٱلَّذِينَ قَالُوا۟ ٱتَّخَذَ ٱللَّهُ وَلَدًا
مَّا لَهُم بِهِۦ مِنْ عِلْمٍ وَلَا لِءَابَآئِهِمْ ۚ كَبُرَتْ كَلِمَةً تَخْرُجُ مِنْ أَفْوَٰهِهِمْ ۚ إِن يَقُولُونَ إِلَّا كَذِبًا
فَلَعَلَّكَ بَٰخِعٌ نَّفْسَكَ عَلَىٰٓ ءَاثَٰرِهِمْ إِن لَّمْ يُؤْمِنُوا۟ بِهَٰذَا ٱلْحَدِيثِ أَسَفًا
إِنَّا جَعَلْنَا مَا عَلَى ٱلْأَرْضِ زِينَةً لَّهَا لِنَبْلُوَهُمْ أَيُّهُمْ أَحْسَنُ عَمَلًا
وَإِنَّا لَجَٰعِلُونَ مَا عَلَيْهَا صَعِيدًا جُرُزًا
أَمْ حَسِبْتَ أَنَّ أَصْحَٰبَ ٱلْكَهْفِ وَٱلرَّقِيمِ كَانُوا۟ مِنْ ءَايَٰتِنَا عَجَبًا
إِذْ أَوَى ٱلْفِتْيَةُ إِلَى ٱلْكَهْفِ فَقَالُوا۟ رَبَّنَآ ءَاتِنَا مِن لَّدُنكَ رَحْمَةً وَهَيِّئْ لَنَا مِنْ أَمْرِنَا رَشَدًا
Assalaamu Alaikum🧕🏾
Realized i had to be updating regularly for the old writer in me to come back.
No promises though, cos your girl's got a life outside of wattpad.
Not really, but still😕
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Enjoy 😊
Laylah
It's been about two months since the wedding, not much changed. The tension had reduced, a few more words were exchanged, no more every night crying. He had gone back to work and i resumed school.
Going to school and coming back home in time to cook dinner wasn't as exhausting as i thought, pinky always had his lunch at work. I used to cook dinner for sam and i all the time even before i got married, so it wasn't very different.
Pinky's foodie attitude must have reduced over the years because he only takes a cup of black coffee with milk and brown sugar every morning before work and on rare mornings with a sandwich or fries.
Sam taught me how to make his coffee one day and i tried to taste it before giving it to him. It was so bitter i thought i got the recipe wrong but it was right. I guess the bitterness fits his personality. He didn't usually take his coffee with milk but he didn't complain and asked me to be making him coffee every morning. The words sorry and thank you were not in his vocabulary, I've never heard him say it.
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Laylah
RomanceBilkisu Muhammad, commonly known as 'laylah' is your average 19 year old college student. Pursuing a medical degree with a likeness for korean romance dramas. She bumps into the half korean heir of AA constructions and little did she know that her...
