Novel & Cerita My First Quran Story

Humeyra sat at the front of the ladies section with her microphone on. Asalamu aleikum warahmatullahi wabarakatu. Marhaban bikum ya jamial Islam. I am called Sidra and I would be guiding you through different rules and virtues of the Quran before we can move on to hadith, Sunnah, Seerah among others.

she added without waiting for a reply. "Aunty hand bag , go and read your books. I wonder how you will pass your exams"Her mother bawled. They talked for what seems like forever before Hussain entered his mother's room. He greeted her happily. "Hussain, why didn't you tell your wife about the journey" his mother scolded him.

He held me closer to him, making me snuggled to his chest, the rhythm and of his heart, luring me soothingly. He read some verses of the Quran to me softly, my heart was contented, my tensed shoulder was eased with the recitation and I was lured to a peaceful dreamless sleep. ~**~ "Mom I'm not goi-ng to that scho-ol a-gain" Abdullah huffed angrily and sat beside me. "What happened Bibi?" I took his hand and drew him towards it. I caressed his face while pecking him all over his face. "My class-ma-te are moc-king me be-cause of my tal-king" he muttered.

The baby cried her first cry and everyone smiled with joy in their hearts. In that beautiful moment, Ace moved closer to his tired wife, gave her a soft peck on her forehead and gently muttered; “Thank You God!”. End of story!

ago and had come to peace with her children . I looked at the seat at the long table as I watched each guest fill a spot on the table as we took our meal and thought back and revisited the memories of yesterday . I'm glad for everything that took place in my life I'm glad for every person I met and for every one I lost . I guess God really planned my future well. Although at the start of it all I experienced bitter moments the rainbow finally came after the storm. I took a spoon and clicked it on the wine glass I had in my hand to gain their attention . I have something to say I said . Well the thing is there is a bun in the oven . Henry and I are expecting our first child . I heard the cho

It was Francine. I gave a nod but tried to maintain a stern face. Alex ran to me and asked, "So are we riding an airplane? " "Yes we are little boy." I said smirking at him and messing up his hair. The sound of horns from the taxi signaled that we were all about to have a major change in our lives. I am Attorney Providence Dalton. Provi to my my closest friends.. Atty. Pro to my colleagues… This is my story.

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.

"When are you going to give it to me to read?" She asked. "After me," Sultan interrupted. "I will read first," We all laughed and that's how the bleeding rose turned into red again. That's how two broken souls find each other and learn to live with their loss. We all had stories. And I learned it that my problem wasn't the biggest one. IN LOVE WITH SULTAN RAFIQ SULAIMAN

He saw me staring at her, and being the Denver I know he started telling stories about her, being linked with many of his guy students. He told me her name. Her name never left my mind ever since then. Quiva. Her name is so unique. I've never heard of that name before. He told me she's a play girl. I've never been attracted to players. I usually reject and avoid girls whose flirting with many boys. But when I found out she was a play girl. I damn wanted to be in her game and play with her. One day I just found myself applying to be a part-time teacher in her school even though I'm not really a graduate teacher. QUIVA

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.