Al Fatihah Untuk Diri Sendiri Novels & Stories

I explain. “You make it sound so easy!” Abeela says falling on her bed. “Because it is, you will see,” Fatima says as we help Abeela pick something to wear. The next morning, I wake up smiling. I just know today, In Shaa Allah (if Allah wills), I will blow Ismail’s mind with the new game the team and I have programmed. We have worked hard and taken a completely different approach. While I was praying Fajr (morning) prayer, I made sure to make a lot of duas (appeals) for my success today.

Stupid him too. Imar did not dare to approach me. "Bismillahirahmanirahiim, allāhu lā ilāha illā huw, al-hayyul-qayyum, lā ta'khużuhų sinatuw wa lā na`um, lahu mā fis-samāwāti wa mā fil-ard."

But Mommy believes your heart is as warm as the morning sun. Mommy's prayer for Fathia, be a resilient woman. Whatever obstacles lie ahead, Mommy hopes you'll keep moving forward. Mommy always supports you, no matter where Mommy is. Don't give up easily and always listen to your heart, dear. Mommy believes your heart will always guide you towards the truth. That's where God whispers His advice.

INDEED BEAUTIFUL! Breathe in… Breathe out… Everything’s perfect like the fresh air I breathe! Breathe in… Breathe out… I love myself! I love everyone! I love everything around me! Breathe in… Breathe out… I’m kind, alert, enthusiastic and most of all! I am beautiful! Breathe in… Breathe out… I close my eyes. I praise and thank you Almighty Father for this wonderful day. Please guide me…

He smiled, the wrinkles intensifying on his face, “Simple. Love and trust yourself. When you do not reject yourself, the outside world cannot reject you. When you control what you believe, you will not allow yourself to endure hurt and pain at every ostensible betrayal or assault.” There was a blissful serenity on his face as he looked at me, “You might have heard these lines by the Pakistani poet, ‘Khudi ko kar buland itana ke har taqdir se pehele, Khuda bande se khud pooche, beta teri raza kya hai.’ Become self-sustaining and self-generating, and even gods will wait around to lend a hand.”

A Stepmother's Hate For Hayat. Hayat's Pov Each day waking up for prayers is a gift from Allah to us. Walking up and thanking Him for making us live another day. Alhamdullilah. Today is the first day of the year that I go back to work as a teacher. It is something that both my mother and I love to do and that is to teach. "Ya Allah, help my family understand and to listen to reason. I pray to you to give me the guidance that I need to get through every day of my life while living with them".

IKHLAS POV Oh! I thank God i am done washing these clothes, I need to set them to dry and I am very tired. Throughout these two weeks, I have been keeping my self busy to drown my thoughts about haneef. What is wrong with me?? what has he done to me?? I asked myself. I haven't been myself these days and I wasted away because of a guy that do not even know me. " Ya Allah guide me through this." I silently prayed.

Selesai sholat Dokter Fikri meraih kepalaku. Lalu seuntai doa ia lirihkan tepat di depan dahiku, "Allahumma inni as’aluka min khoirihaa wa khoirimaa jabaltahaa ‘alaih. Wa a’udzubika min syarrihaa wa syarrimaa jabaltaha ‘alaih. Ya Allah, sesungguhnya aku mohon kepada-Mu kebaikan dirinya dan kebaikan yang Engkau tentukan atas dirinya. Dan Aku berlindung kepada-Mu dari kejelekannya dan kejelekan yang Engkau tetapkan atas dirinya." Berkali kali Dokter Fikri mencium keningku lalu memeluk tubuhku yang masih memakai mukena dengan erat.

No please! Immediately I start reciting Ayyatul- khursiyy for seven times,after that, I read suratul-ikhlass,suratul Falaq and suratul-Nass and other Addu'a that I know can be helpful whenever someone is in danger I was so surprised to see who the guy referring to as boss was. I couldn't help but to wide my eyes out of fear and surprise "You?" I asked with astonishment "Look who we have here! The lover girl is awake!" He said with a mockery tone