Doa Aura Wajah Nabi Yusuf Novels & Stories

His mother passed beside him and going upstairs. Yusufar was working seriously on the laptop, searching for different educative material on goggle and saving it down when a video call entered and showing on top of his laptop. It was Daud that was calling him, he saved what he was doing and picked the call. “Hello Yusufar! How are you doing and how is Nigeria?” Daud said and looking each other. “I am good bro, I am just managing and just looking” He said with low voice.

Azure smiled at him and said,” If I could then I would but we angels do have some things to be controlled. Just like all the men and women and everyone on earth would not be able to deal with how I look in reality similarly I need to have something less threatening as my face on earth.” “That is not less threatening. That is downright repulsive, Azure,” said Aithusa however she added,” Whatever you might look like it does not matter really. But I need to get back to someone. I think that you both can take care of it well enough.”

It made him feel as if he had returned to the days when he used to prepare breakfast for his seniors around his master each morning. Chad looked at each person and noticed that they had different auras. Yara glowed golden, indicating her nobility. Ivy's aura was pink, indicating her innocence as a girl who had never planned schemes or tricks. Suri's aura was a hot and spicy crimson with a hint of blue, indicating a dark inner world beneath her passionate exterior. Fifi's aura was unusually purple, with black representing her death. She had ALS, so there was also a gray color that represented the shackles in her life.

Stay positive☺ Keep smiling😉 Allah Hafiz_ Love ya!!!!

’’- People are dying, all lying in the ground, blood is splattered in many directions- but those who are still safe didn’t run for their lives, but instead, they pray and pray- for a savior that isn’t coming down from heavens. ‘’I can hear them… the people, but I am not helping them. I am not the Creator, this creator they’re praying to is already gone.’’ The strange symbol appeared in Zaru’s eyes. ‘’Hear me out people, I am He, the author of the book of DEOS, your prayers reached me, but I can’t help you. I need to rest.’’ -And his voice reached the worshipers’ ears. Niru is confused and asked-

He scratched his head and said, "They…they are just right behind. You don't have to panic." "Okay," Debra said. After that, she worried no more; she could not withhold it anymore. Her vision darkened, and she passed out. "Debra?" Yusof was stunned to see it. He tried calling her. "Debra, wake up!" Debra was already unconscious. There was no reaction from her when Yusof called her. Yusof tried calling several times to ensure Debra was totally unconscious. When Debra did not respond to him, he was overjoyed. 'She finally passed out. I finally got this beautiful woman in my hand.'

Now, she was ready to take a step in the right direction. She was ready to face her demons. And so, she did just that. Yusuf's smile never wavered as Afrah turned to face him. She was beautiful, he had to admit. More beautiful than he remembered her to be. She had grown into a breathtaking woman, more stunning than even he could have imagined her.

Now, Kumara and Doni's problems are added. Finally, something refreshed Alif. Like a mountain fountain watering his arid heart. W******p message from Ningtya Arum Bestari, the idol of the heart. [Assalamualaikum. Mas Alif have you eaten?] [Waalaikumsalam. All right, honey. Beautiful girl, have you eaten yet?] Then Ning replied with a shy smile emoticon. Alif smiled imagining the beautiful face of the girl in the hijab. Not satisfied with just exchanging WA messages, he hurriedly excused himself and made a video call with Ning.

The man I saw was glowing Subhanallah. His face, wow. Wallahi I have never seen a more beautiful face as I did at that moment. If words could've describe him then I would say, it was like the case of nabii Yusuf aleihi salaam when the women cut their hands with the knives and said, “perfect is Allah. This is not a man; this is none but a noble angel."(v12:31). His full and well kempt beard gave him a scholarly appearance as his golden blue robe shone from the reflection of the bright light hanging from the chandelier in the room. His thick eye brows gave him an Arab look.

Aunty Hauwa phoned her parents and they are on their way already Aunty Hauwa has been praying for her niece to put to bed safely and Yusuf at the other hand is not himself,he's scared and he doesn't even know why. Zuwairah has lost alot of blood and only Allah can save her at the moment now. He has used all the tactic he can as a doctor but it's not working