Kisah Sedih Rasulullah Dan Khadijah Novels & Stories

Mama said "Oh God. Not now again mama, please. We have stopped but don't bring that topic up now" Khady pleaded knowing her mother will go on now with the conversation she's about to bring up so she quickly talk before mama could "Tehzeeb come let's me give you your handout. Umma have been waiting for you to come back so you could both leave together" Khady sad holding Tehzeeb hand that want to talk and drag her inside. Mama laugh at Khady's way of diverting the conversation. Immediately they reach the room Khady loosen her grip on Tehzeeb hand "You're to dull. Don't you get it that mama was about to start preaching about husband house" Khady said with a scowl on her face while Tehzeeb laugh

"Be there treating him anyhow, your husband is a fine man and you are both now living in Lagos, I heard the girls there even prefer married men so be guided and treat your man right before another girl who treats him like a king snatches him right out of your hands." "Toh let her snatch him, I'll just come back to Baba's house, I wasn't even ready to leave sef." "Be careful what you wish for." Khadijah said in a sing song voice. •••• •••• •••• ••••

Even if it meant taking a risk. “How much longer do we have?” Bashir asked Alexander. It was obvious Bashir was unhappy because he was not getting attention from his wife. Khadijah chastised him for asking an impolite question so loud that the other people turned their way. He only scowled at her for ignoring him, while she returned his scowl with a smile. Alexander saw that Khadijah was actually a beautiful woman. It was obvious she and Bashir shared something special. She was a older than his Fareeda by a two or three years, but they still managed to click.

Roksolana asked. "Because I like it here. I love to cook and I can eat while I'm cooking." The girl replied. "But how did you get here?" Roksolana asked her. The girl whose name was Khadijat began her life history. Roksolana found out she was from the Jedi sultanate which was a neighborhood to Wadai' sultanate. Sultan Jamal had saved her from a moneylender who had been chasing her and her mother after they couldn't pay up.

Sabeerah turned to her mother, "no one said it's supposed to be so right? Didn't Khadijah may peace be upon her send out a proposal to the prophet Muhammad, may the peace and blessings of Allah be upon him?" Her mother looked solemn, "but... But Habibty." "Umma that'll be great, this Suraj guy is lucky, let's just focus on the brighter side which is that Ya Beerah has decided she finally likes someone enough to..." "Tolerate being married to." Sabeerah interrupted before continuing on the stairs and midway she turned to her mother who was now on her phone. "I don't know what Umma Firdausi said to you on the phone that had you in tears but I know it was about me, this is the last time I'd kee

her days away on parties and luxuries with her cousin Khadijah who stayed at the villa. Now Khadijah had been that unfortunate child to lose both parents to a plane crash, but fortunate enough to be adopted by his billionaire uncle and loved enough to be treated like his own. The girl had fallen into depression a few weeks after the plane crash, she was fourteen at the time but no one predicted the next two years would be hell for her. The girl would spend months visiting therapist and psychiatrist. She would spend her days sleeping in or sitting in her room alone. She would go without food worrying her beloved uncle and angering her annoyed aunt till one day she was admitted into a hospita

Amma said consoling Bashir tears in her eyes because she knows the love Bashir has for Tehzeeb is not small but who is she to go against her husband and what Allah have planned ******* Abban Khady was restless immediately Pa called him to cancel the wedding he was totally confused because he don't know what to do in this situation, he wished he had a son, but if wishes where horses then even the poor could have wished for it. Then an idea clicked in his brain and he takes his phone out to call Hajiya Kaltumi since he had her number when Umma told him about the things she did for Tehzeeb he collected her number and thank her

"Please don't say that." "Alright then," Aysha breathed. "I don't know if you've heard this before, but I will tell you again," she cleared her throat, before beginning. " Khalid is my husband's older brother. Six years ago, Khalid was married to a woman named Bilkisu. They loved each other immensely. I was told that they were admired by many, but sadly, after eight months of their marriage, she died. Khalid was shattered by the news. In a blink of an eye, he had lost two lives close to his heart. It broke him."

I wanted to start my own family, support my parents in thier old age, be a faithful and loving wife. I'm still on my second stage the doctor said. She said I can be saved but, what's the use? If I'm fated to die, I will. What's the use of wasting lakhs of money? I sat beside my mother as she was listening Hadith(Islamic history). The Moulana was telling the Hadith of Prophet Ibrahim and his 1st wife Sarah.

Aunty Hauwa walk closer to where Zuwairah was sitting as she land her right palm harshly on her right cheek which made everyone gasp in surprise. "Ke Hauwa! Ki bari!!" Mr Dauda warned. "Yaya lemme teach this dirty girl a lesson!" She said facing him "and you" she turned back to Zuwairah "Is this how far you can go? Tarnishing your husband's image just because you don't want to be with him? Gaskiya ke yar iska yarinya ce fa walahi" she uttered disappointedly shaking her head at her. "Now tell me, why did you do it? Just why the heck will you lie against your husband... No wonder,I thought as much! How could a good, handsome young man like Rasheed be HIV positive? His face looks innocent and s