Assalamualaikum Cinta Novels & Stories

It sucks! "Assalamualaikum" I greeted, padding my way inside the room; parlor. "Walaikum Salam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh umum" he replied, smiling softly while looking at the ground. Maa Shaa Allah, he was lowering his gaze. "Lemme, get you food" I stood abruptly, ready to make my way to the kitchen before he stopped me. "Thank you umu but I will pass this" he declined politely.

Khalifa had already taken Najmah out of her chair as I sighted Hajiya Arafah and her daughters coming our way. " Assalamu Alaykum" I greeted as she came closer with a wide smile. " Wa'alaykumussalam darling" she answered with a smile as she gave me a motherly hug. " it's so nice to see you again, how're you and Najmah?" She asked and I smiled. " we're doing fine Alhamdulillah" I answered with a smile. " look at you, so beautiful" she said as she looked at me again after letting go of the hug. " Alhamdulillah ma'am"

V I took a deep breath and started my heartfelt declarations and sincere confession. Bismillah, I began. Asalamu aleikum warahmatullahi wabarakatu dear family. Na'am. Today, Alhamdulillah am grateful to have you all around especially Abu. I couldn't help but get up and embrace him. I missed his fatherly presence. I have missed you so much baba. Jazakillahu kheir for coming on such short notice.

, Aarvik said, he sounds normal and happy. . “Walaikum Assalam” . “It feels good to know that you are alive. So, what are you doing these days? Because I don’t think you tried to contact me just because we were friends because if you had to do that. You would have done that, years back.” Damn, he is smart and keeps the conversation to the point. .

Alhamdulillah (Praise be to Allah) Ismail pulled me inside before they walked in. I realize that we are not in a room but in a closet. there is hardly any space between Ismail and me. I can hear his heartbeat and smell his amazing scent. I can even feel his breath above my head. I have never been this close-up to Ismail, and I am scared I might do something I would regret. Ya Allah, what is going on? Is this a test to see if we will do the unacceptable, the sinful? Ya Allah this is a very big trial, because I won’t lie… I am human and I have desires. Every bone in my body is daring me to hold Ismail, but I won’t for the sake of Allah. The fact that he is the man I am in love with is making i

All I have to say is Alhamdullilah. Allah knows best. I arrived at the school only to find the principal was waiting for me in my class. Bismillahi, I hope I am not in any trouble. "Asalam Aleikum, Ms Ali. How are you doing?", the principal Mr Abdulrahim asks me. "Waleikum Salaam, am good alhamdullilah and you sir?", I answered him. He nodded and then cleared his throat.

Usman says, lifting his head from the papers in front of him. “As salamu alaykum” “Wa alaykumu salam” “Are you happy now?” “I don’t blame you; it’s because I love you too much.” “If you don’t love me, who would love me,” I say laughing while Usman just shakes his head smiling. “How are you doing sis.” “Am good, and you?” I say trying to take a bite of Usman’s food, but he hits my hand away. “Am fine and order your own food.”

I don't want to meet him. Zaheer's POV, I'm waiting in CCD for my fiance. I came a bit early. There she is looking as beautiful as always. My heart skipped a beat. I stand up as she reaches the table. She smiled. "Assalamualaikum" 'Ya Khuda that voice' "Walaikum assalam" I say and she sits. I take my seat to. A painful silence. "Would you like to order anything?" I try to start a conversation.

On the cue, his eyes opened and came in contact with hers. "Assalam Alaikum," she abruptly said. Her heart escalating as they breath in the same air. He firmed his hold on her and pushed her towards him, so she was lying on his chest. "Wa alaikum salam," he greeted back in his deep groggy voice ignoring her slight protest that she made by placing her hands on his chest as to create some distance between them. "M...moosa...I," She whispered but he cut her off. "Jaan e Moosa,"

* Fatima and stella were sitting in the cosy room busy in their work when questions started to disturb her mind. “can I ask you few questions, like if you don’t mind answering them?” asked stella. “yeah, feel free” Fatima smiled. “I wanted to ask you that what does your greeting mean, I mean salaam? Stella asked her nervously. “it means peace on you, and in return we say walaikum-asslam which means peace on you too” replied Fatima. “nice meaning” stella complemented. “do you need to pray to god every day?” she continued.