Muslim Community Novels & Stories

I took a shuttle to town and boarded a bike to the market. Normally, in most parts of the north, every friday was a day of worship for muslims. Between 1pm and 2pm or 2.30pm, they usually had their Jumu’ah prayers. Most roads are usually blocked, because some of them get to pray on the road. Even when traveling on friday, when it’s time, the driver would usually stop the vehicle close to the nearest mosque for them to observe their prayers without even apologizing or considering the other non-muslim passengers.

Axelina also approached Mother Mariya and her son who were standing next to Mariya's mother. "Where's mother's house?" Axelina asked Mrs. Mariya. Mariya's mother showed Axelina her house. "It's mother's house, son," said Ibu Mariya. Axelina is so amazed by the building in front of her right now. Mariya's mother who knew Axelina's admiring gaze, she immediately told what building was in front of her right now. "It's called a mosque, son. It is a place for Muslims to pray, ”said Mariya's mother to Axelina. Axelina apologized to Axelina's mother. Because he didn't know that it was a place to worship.

They respected her enough to not show case their feelings for each other outright before marriage. " Muntaha, welcome to the muslim community. May Allah easen your burdens for you and us all. May He guide you and us to the right path. Amiin. All glory and Praise be to the almighty the king of the heaven and earth. Marriage is a beautiful thing which has a very high level of respect and significance to a muslim.

She said as Dele walked past to dish his food. “Thank you” He said before his hand held me back and i turned around. “Please sit, Aaliyah” His stern voice demerited his politeness as Dele sat beside him and then i did. “Aaliyah i overheard your mother in the kitchen” He began whilst i resisted the urge to eyeroll. “Funny how you’ve turned so american” He crooked and i smiled. “I don’t get what you mean” “Taking your husband to eat out, asking for a chef. Aaliyah, we muslims stand out probably because of the way we take care of each other” He said. “You mean serve the man without really looking out for yourself” I interrupted and he choked.

“I get on that.” "No," Peterson corrected him, “let someone else do it, I’ll need you and O’Brien on the street,” and then aloud to the others: “what about the Muslim community, what do we know? What have we investigated? Will there be someone capable of organizing this attack, and who belongs to Isis?” This time a colored agent, who might well be just over thirty, was the one who spoke: “Since September 11, immigration has kept very detailed data on the Muslim community in the country, and so far they haven’t reported anything to suspect that any of its members may be involved in suspicious activities.”

Other Christian groups such as the Victory Church,[157] Jesus Miracle Crusade, Mormonism, Orthodoxy, and the Jehovah's Witnesses have a visible presence in the country. The second largest religion in the country is Islam, estimated in 2014 to account for 5% to 8% of the population.[158] Islam in the Philippines is mostly concentrated in southwestern Mindanao and the Sulu Archipelago which, though part of the Philippines, are very close to the neighboring Islamic countries of Malaysia and Indonesia. The Muslims call themselves Moros, a Spanish word that refers to the Moors (albeit the two groups have little cultural connection other than Islam).

Kaima confront Bolade, Alisha grinned “For my parents is no go area, the despise your tribe a lot, the hatred can make one wonder if there is any good about your kind” she refers to Kaima “The hatred is everywhere, my mom will sit you down and narrate they history of your religion, it’s confirm that Muslim believe killing is a way to please God, they book haram, Fulani and ISIS, this are Muslim group who devote themselves in killing and destroying properties” Erima interject “Come to think of it, she made a point, we have lost lives and properties, they rape and kidnap women and they don’t count it sinful” Bolade said viciously

Ericka's ability to manage the limited funds allowed her and her infant daughter, AnnaSeline, to become stable and satisfied in the marketplace. "As if I don't want to leave this place any longer. My Islamic community supports me and protects me against abusive people. I also love to intermingle with them because they play wonderful music every afternoon until night which helps my miserable life lighter," she said as she started to enjoy her life with the Islamic community. However, as time passed, the number of Islamic individuals began to decline, and eventually Ericka discovered that they had all departed the bazaar. She started reintegrating into the Christian community after learning th