My First Quran Book Novels & Stories

She will surely be broken. Because of me. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realised when Haris left the room. I got up from the prayer mat and sat on the bed. Today is Friday, a beautiful day. I decided to read Quran as it's my habit. I read Surah Yaseen and Surah kaif on Friday usually. I looked around to find Quran but was not able to find. Suddenly, the heard water running in the washroom. Harus came out if the washroom and by looking at him, I can clearly say he has done ablution.

Hello Dear Reader, Thanks for stumbling upon my book. This is the very first book of mine on this platform. Since English is not my first language and also, it's the first draft of the story, you all might encounter some mistakes that gradually decrease with the proceeding chapters. The edited version is not fully ready so I decided to upload the first draft only. Hope you all would enjoy reading this book. Even if not, I will still be glad to hear your thoughts and opinions. I am always open to constructive criticisms.

“don’t eave this room. It’s for your protection.” My brows furrowed. “Okay.” But there was a reason he had told me that. I was sure it was for my own good. He left the room for real and I perused the sacred text. The handwriting was neat and beautiful. It was better than mine ever was. The first line read “I am the first sun child and thus I leave my experience in this text.” My eyes went wide and my mouth dropped. Disbelief filled my little body. There was no way I was reading words written by the first sun child. A voice spoke low in my mind. [You are. She was very special.]

الْفَاتِحَة‎) سُورَةُ You recite the first chapter of the Quran in Arabic with your hands folded over your chest. "Allahu Akbar" You say once more with your hands raised and with a bow, you recite three times, "Subhana rabbiyal adheem" (Glory be to my Lord Almighty) You rise to a standing position, saying, "Sam'i Allahu liman hamidah, Rabbana wa lakal hamd" (God hears those who call upon Him; Our Lord, praise be to You)

And if you know that is this matter is bad for me and my religion and my welfare in the life to come, then distance me from it, and ordain for me what is good wherever it may be, and help me to be content with it. Halima can't help but feel that the prayer doesn't suit the situation but Allah knows her situation and only He will understand her, for He is the knower of the seen and unseen. She turns to Sa'eed and recites Ayatul Qursiy - a verse from Suratul Baqarah -, Amanar Rasool, the three Quls three times each and other Du'ahs. After an hour or so, Sa'eed wakes up sweating. He obviously had a nightmare but he can't seem to remember what it is.

Immediately, he rises from his position and raises both hands in takbir. Still in his lengthy prayer, the man gazes at a brown mushaf with gold inscriptions that lies beside a walk-in closet, surrounded by frames containing pictures of him with his parents. It was a 17th birthday gift from his father. He can't remember how long it's been since he last recited the beautiful verses from the mushaf. With trembling hands, he picks it up and sits back cross-legged, facing the qibla. With an uncertain feeling, he opens the mushaf to the middle, where the heart of the mushaf lies.

She mumbled as Mateo walks closer to her with his hands in his pockets. “Hmm, it has a very rich literary background. It was and still is widely spoken in many regions of South Asia, although, it has been modified through time.” For some reason, Faith felt a little embarrassed by her lack of knowledge about this language – she felt like Mateo was teaching her about it. “Can you even read Urdu?” She muttered. “Very little. I bought it at an auction. This is an original first edition book from the early nineteenth century.” Faith twisted her mouth, “Wow,” She breathed out, “What is it about?” She asked as she opened the book – not understanding a word it says.

No problem, call me anytime if you are ready. I was feeling hungry. I, therefore, passed a nearby restaurant had my dinner, and straight to the house. After I had my bath, locked my door and took my small book. The first word that I saw in the book was “congratulations you are initiated” it continued to blink. As soon I responded thank you the words disappeared. The deep voice asked. Are you ready to continue from where you left yesterday? I responded yes with my usual infectious smile. Ok, you have two assignments to complete level one of your chant for the celestial power book. I responded okay I am ready now my Lord.

I wonder why it's been sealed off in the dark corner of an even longer and darker corridor. I pull one of the books off the shelves and look at the title. It is a very old book, with writing barely legible. I must test my skills in reading Hausa. "The Origins" is what the title says. I open the first page and begin to read. It happened long ago that Q'waeti journeyed all over the land setting the people aright and instructing the people that would come in the future how they should act. Q'waeti instructed the people on how to build houses. One day Q'waeti

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