Sholawat Alfa Salam Mga Nobela at Kwento

Moonlight poured over the altar as I gazed at the face opposite me. Lucian's face was simply breathtaking, and he looked like he'd been carefully sculpted. Everything felt perfect, as if I were in a dream. Our ceremony proceeded smoothly until it was time for the marking. That expected discordant voice shattered the beauty entirely. "Alpha, please wait!" Seraphina was carried in, her breathing coming out in weak gasps. The sacred altar immediately descended into chaos. Lucian's expression changed instantly. He strode quickly to Seraphina's stretcher, his voice carrying an urgency I had never heard before.

I nodded, “so what is with the elite warriors, what makes you so special?” Stanley chuckled, “yea, what makes you so special, Oscar?” Oscar slammed Stanley up against the wall before I could blink and they both laughed, “that.” I nodded, “nice visual, want to slow that down so even I can see it, that was lightning fast.” Oscar waved his hand nonchalantly, “Alpha is twice as fast, given the correct motivation,” they both looked at me then at one another shrugging.

I shut my mouth immediately and looked back at the floor. Father cleared his throat, and I felt the tension finally start to ease from his shoulders. He sat back in his throne, and his voice was much calmer when he finally spoke. “It is all right,” he said. “I forgive you, son. Let us put this behind us for now.” A wave of relief washed through the room. I could see the guards relax their stances and my mother take a deep, shaky breath. Ana looked up at my father. Her eyes softened, and a genuine smile broke across her face. It was the kind of smile that made the room feel brighter. “Thank you, Alpha,” she said.

It was designed that way to aid the journey of departed souls to paradise, as it was believed. As I arrived the area, elders clad in pristine white garments guided me towards the corpse. A heavy air of silence hung over the burial ground as we walked. When we got to where the corpse was, they bowed their heads in a display of respect for me as their Alpha and left. “Alpha Devyn,” another elder greeted, replicating the same gesture of respect as the others. He cradled an unlit candle to his chest and I immediately recognized him as the elder responsible for reciting the prayers for the departed.

My thoughts sharpened. I turned inwards, reaching deep into the core of light within me and whispered a prayer for strength. “Subḥānaka Allāhumma wa biḥamdik, wa tabārakasmuk, wa ta‘ālā jadduk, wa lā ilāha ghayruk” (Glory be to You, O Allah, and praise. Blessed is Your name, exalted is Your majesty, and there is no god but You.)

***** I woke up to a machine going haywire, I saw in the machine that he was flat lining meaning his heart was not beating anymore The doctors came inside running, I went on my knees and squeezed his hand "no no no baby please don't do this please forgive I'm so sorry but if you die today, I will follow you without a second thought". "I know i did you wrong and I take full responsibility for it but please baby come back to me now! Please" everything went quiet, and the chief doctor came to me and said "Alpha I'm sorry, but we did all we can but his gone" "His not, I know Adam will never leave me, check again and this time makes sure otherwise, I will kill you myself"

I thought "As salamu Alaikum,good afternoon Ma" I said kneeling down,I hate it when people repeat things to me three times,I don't want her to get mad again "Wa Alaikum Salam....Kí lo dé? (what happened)? Mà só funmi wípé òti dà ójà mi nu (Don't tell me that you've poured all my goods away)?" "Rárà Ma (No Ma)" I said shaking my head

I greet walking in. I was right Fatima is talking to someone. But not someone I am expecting, although I am more than happy to see her talking to this person. “Wa alaykumu salam Umit,” Udar says in a hoarse but happy voice. “You are awake, Allahu Akbar,” I grin. “Yes, I am, Alhamdulillah (Praise be to Allah).” Udar smiles back. “Why didn’t you call me to tell me?” I accuse Fatima, because I know she would have been full of joy to see him awake and would want to share the news with me.

I yelled back. I pull off my night dress and wear a free black high waist trouser with a white top and put on a scalp. Since I'm at home, I don't need covering all of my body. "As salamu Alaykum(Peace be upon you)". I greeted everyone. "Wa Alaykumu Salam(peace be upon you too)" they all chorused, including Zainab. I smiled to my self and muttered a silent 'Alhamdulillah, thank you Allah. At least she answered me'

Afrah continued to smile as she swiped on it, but the smile immediately vanished when she saw what it said: Assalamu alaikum, please say a prayer for Maryam. She passed away earlier today. May Allah forgive her. *