Sad Muslimah Alone Novels & Stories

Hamza grinned at her. "Oh! I am sorry I am late." A voice behind Fatima made her look behind followed by a site of a hijabi girl as she was looking a few years older than Fatima. "You are always late, Sumaiya." Charlie rolled his eyes at her as she met everyone singly. "Hey I am Sumaiya , his wife." She introduced herself to Fatima pointing towards Charlie. "Don't you think Hamza that the ladies should sit together." Sumaiya said to Hamza putting her hands on her hips.

) Hajiya Salma gasped, placing a hand over her chest. "I said you didn't give me a choice. Fahad was the only person who was ready to give me listening ears when I needed it. Despite what you might think of him, he's a good person. He calms me." "Can you hear yourself? Have you gone insane? Ya Allah! How could you? How could another man calm you when you have a husband? Have you no respect for me anymore? Are you trying to tarnish our image Najmah? What will people say when they hear this? They'll think that you're...you're...inna lillahi wa inna ilaihir raji'un."

V "Asalamu aleikum warahmatullahi wabarakatu ya Umma. I have missed you a lot”. Hamdan embraced his mother as he stayed in her arms with his eyes closed while yalina joined him by embracing her mother from the left side of her shoulder. Umm Hamdan otherwise known as Hafsa was a very beautiful woman who was knowledgeable enough in both the matters of religion and modernity.

Her friend said and Sadiqah nodded repeatedly, she had heard so much from her friend for one day. With her little discussion, she understand that she just have to brace up but she know she would never use anything that will take her out of the fold of Islam, she know she just have to come up with tricks that would help her. She understand that Musadiq is trying so hard to act according to the sharia but part of her is scared. She is scared that the relationship between him and his wife might become better making him have a rethink, but one thing is clear, no man would love his wife and still go for another.

It was becoming ridiculous to her that he kept coming back for the same reason. She was going to make a search about Mr Amal Mohammed. She typed in his name and smiled on seeing the basic information she needed about him. He was married with three kids and had one wife, A pure and devoted muslim . She closed her laptop and untied the robe around her body. Laying on the bed she drifted to sleep~~~~~~

“ISIS claimed responsibility, but Abdul Nasari worked for Khalid, who sells terror services to the highest bidder regardless of their religious beliefs or agendas. Capturing Abdul would’ve led us to Khalid, who also runs a suicide bomber network, recruiting foreign girls working in the Middle East. The syndicate lures them in by offering a lavish lifestyle. The side effect of the luxury is attending propaganda classes. The girls who come to rely on Khalid are married off to his fighters who physically and psychologically beat them into submission.” Something flickered in her eyes, and Max narrowed in as he continued. “Those who don’t conform are threatened or violently discarded. There’s bee

. “Forgive others as quickly as you expect Allah (God) to forgive you.” Anonymous If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your salah can't Happy reading… Saad p.o.v " Just because of your pathetic wife , you lost a big project "the woman sneered. I took a step closer " look at my face…. Do you think I give a damn ?" I sneer back . " What's going on " all heads turn to mom who looks absolutely confused.

"It's okay Zoya I've moved on, but what are you doing here? That too in such a filthy place? Don't tell me you married that monster, Hussain Hosseini. He is famous here for kidnapping girls and selling them" Khalid said glancing at her. " I'm not married to him. I am Mrs. Sahir Malik Chaudhry now and it's his baby, not Hussain's" Zoya said proudly looking down at her baby bump. Khalid paused for a while. "So you married the big monster Mr. Sahir aka Sultan! Did he tell you the truth about being a Sultan? Or still hiding it?" Khalid huffed in a smile. "He told me his all truth...

Tears were streaming down my face but I didn't speak a single thing. Daniel's POV I couldn't believe this... she could be that low... Ohh... "All girls are the same " I looked at them with disgust. She was cheaper than Emily or Lily. The voice of Shuzaat rang in my ears "We are Muslims and dating is haram for us. She is just a friend for me and my family had already chosen someone for me" I glanced at both of them... Shuzaat was looking shocked and pissed off and Anabia... she didn't speak a word... her eyes were pricking from tears.

In his mind, she could go her own way, and he would go his. After Sarah's betrayal, Zakariah harbored a deep hatred for all women. To alleviate his inner turmoil, he found himself frequenting brothels more often than he cared to admit. However, even the women in these establishments began to dread his presence. They feared his anger and brutality, which he unleashed during his encounters with them. Consequently, they made efforts to avoid him whenever possible.