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Besides wanting to meet his wife immediately, Andrew also wanted to perform the Dhuhr prayer first. A radiant smile appeared on Andrew's lips when he saw Alice's face, who was now peacefully asleep. She was wearing casual clothes, and the bridal makeup on her face had been removed. Now, Andrew stood, gazing at Alice's face, while taking off his tie, jacket, and shoes. After both sleeve buttons were undone, Andrew folded them up to the elbows before heading to the bathroom. Because the Dhuhr prayer time was approaching, Andrew promptly performed the prayer and continued with the remembrance (dhikr) until the Asr prayer time.

And immediately his admiration lost on the eagle on top of the Mosque, the sound of Call to prayer began to sound from all corners of the neighborhood, indicating the exact time for the beginning of the last prayer of the day. His body moved anxiously as he received Karila's eyes on him with the voice so profoundly affected, the men before eating, left their tables, left all which they did backwards and moved together towards the fearsome surroundings for Lauren.

Heads bowed, eyes closed, and hands clasped together as people sought solace and comfort in the power of prayer. A woman, tears streaming down her face, whispered fervently, "May their souls find peace. May they rest in eternal tranquility." Others joined in the prayer, their voices blending together, as the words carried the weight of their collective grief and longing for closure. As Haider stood by his Range Rover car, ready to depart from the chaotic scene, he heard Ian's urgent voice calling out to him. "Haider! Sarah and Asad, they've gained consciousness!"

Ikhlas POV Six months later ♥️♥️ I woke up to the faint sound of the Adhan (call for prayer) as the whistle-like sound of the breeze from my open window caresses my ears. I tore the covers off me and slowly got out of bed. The constant Facebook notifications and text messages popping up on my phone screen. Guess why! it's the 24th of April (my birthday). I happily got to the bathroom, performed Ablution and prayed Subh.

I go back to sleep praying In Shaa Allah (If Allah Wills) I don’t wake up to go to the bathroom again. I sleep for a couple of peaceful hours with no toilet breaks. I wake up later in the night to perform Maghrib (Evening) and Isha (Night) prayers. I decide to lie down and sleep a bit more before I need to go home, but the next time I open my eyes, you won’t believe what time it is.

She fidgeted on the couch playing with her fingers nervously. Wahid smirked playfully and turned his gaze away from her as if he understood her silent plead. (1) MUADHIN- a person who calls Muslim to prayers (2) IFTAR- the evening meal that is taking during the month of Ramadhan to break the fast

reminding myself again and again . After praying Isha , I read Surah mulk Prophet Muhammad sallallahu alaihi wasallam ( may peace be upon him) has guided us with his actions and sayings. He has advised us to read different surahs on particular occasions and times. Similarly, Surah Mulk which is said to save its reciter from the torment of the grave should be read at night after Isha, before going to bed. I glanced at the clock and it's 10:00 pm. I went downstairs and got my food . I stare at the empty chair . Suddenly my mom appears on my front chair smiling , laughing then serving food to Di and Dad ….then fades away .

__________________________________ Sayyiduna 'Umar (radiyallahu'anhu) reports that Rasulullah (sallallahu'alayhi wasallam) said: 'Anyone who recites the following after wudu will have all eight doors of Jannah opened for him to enter from whichever of them he wishes' (Sahih Muslim, Hadith: 552) Dua's before sleeping: 1) 33 times SubhanAllah, 33 times Alhamduliilah, 33 times Allahu Akbar 2) Recitation of sura-Fill, Sura-Naas, and Ayatul Kursi. 3) And the dua for sleeping, 'Allahumma Bismika Am'tu Wa'hiya'

Sandy: Let me live within the moment. Let me feel all that I can. Let me cherish life for all it's worth, With everything I am. Let me see what's right in front of me, With vision crystal clear. And face what's waiting there for me, With no hesitance or fear. May I wake each day with gratitude, For all my life may be. And always feel that wonderment At the world surrounding me. May I welcome any strangers With an open heart and mind.

For the first time in a long time, I felt like I could breathe. I scrolled mindlessly on my phone, the blue light harsh against my tired eyes. Sleep wouldn’t come, and I hadn’t thought to bring a blanket—just this thin coat draped over me like a sad excuse for warmth. Please don’t let me wake up sick tomorrow, I prayed, shifting uncomfortably on the couch. Then, the algorithm—usually so relentless in its nonsense—offered me something different. A recitation of Surat At-Tawbah, the sheikh’s voice deep and steady, each verse flowing like a balm over my restless mind. I stopped scrolling. Let it play.