Dua After Wudu Novels & Stories

"You see how Raisa's gaze is at you now, it's very different. Are you sure you still want to continue?" "Why, Yu?" Yuda did not answer. "Yes, I will close it, then the maghrib will run out. Wassalamualaykum." Raisa got up and went into the bathroom to perform ablution.

Della quickly washed her hands with soap, dried them, and then approached Aryan. Now the four of them were chatting in the living room, but neither Aryan nor Laura dared to reveal the purpose of their sudden visit. The call to prayer for Dhuhr (noon prayer) sounded, and Johan and Aryan went to perform ablution (wudu) together before heading to the mosque. As the call to prayer (iqama) echoed from the mosque, Laura began to feel nauseous. Unable to bear it any longer, she quickly rushed into the bathroom and vomited. Della panicked and followed Laura, massaging her neck as Laura emptied her stomach.

Please help me, Allah? Suddenly I realized it was isha prayer time. I went into the washroom and did an ablution. I didn't find any prayer mat so I place the sheets on the floor and offered my prayer. I raised my hands for making dua. "Ya Allah help me. You are always there whenever I want someone. You are the merciful. You have all power to make situations better. Where I am stuck? Please protect my parents from that monster. Please don't let him hurt them. Give health to Aima. Please make her healthy again. Plzzz "

The wuzu places for women and men are also separated. Haziya immediately stood in the row to perform worship after putting on the mukena. Some of the women next to him also started to align the rows when Tengku Imam finished Iqamah. In the row of men, Shabir was also performing the Asr prayer. The two of them deliberately waited for the call to prayer when passing the mosque in Trienggadeng on their way home from Bireuen.

Chapter 11 “One thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemy”. ~***~ I have been feeling amazing since I woke up. I couldn't stop the radiant smile on my face as I entered the bathroom for my daily routine. I performed wudu*(ablution) and face the qiblah*(where Muslims face when praying), pray two rakatain*(standing) Fajr*(dawn) and Subh* (morning prayer). After praying my obligatory prayers, I sat on the musolah* (praying mat) and ask forgiveness. May He, the one who forgives, forgives, pardons all my mistakes that I did intentionally or not.

They stopped before the large doors once again. Dua stared at them for a second then exhaled. "Round two," she muttered with a subtle smirk playing on her lips.

Dua actually got back to her senses and turned back. Mr. Batra pointed towards the door of the room, "I have to first check her and for that you have to move." he said clamly. Dua faked a laugh and stood silently behind Zayd glaring at me. She gave me a death stare that I regretted waking up. Dying was better!

After I'm done playing i raised my hands in dua. Ya Allah, Ya Rahman. You're the hearer and the forgiver. Ya Allah forgive our sins the intentionally and unintentionally. Increase our Iman and guide us through the good path. Ya Allah my hands are raised up in dua, ya Allah give me strength to take care of Amir. Ya Allah guide Mr Marwan through the good path. Ameen. We don't know each other that much, but i have a feeling that there must be something bothering Mr Marwan, like this is not how he is before but whatever he's going through i prayed Allah guide him to the good path.

I stood to my feet and washed my head and the hair, nose, ears and then washed my private part thoroughly and then washed my legs. I had left with one full bottle of the water so I poured it on my heard and it flew down to the ground. I enjoyed that but there was no more water to continue. Jeeta had brought some napkins I took one and cleared some of the water on me especially my head and others.