Suami Ka Nabila Hafiz Quran Novels & Stories

_______ "Your daughter is now well to go home sir,you don't need to worry about anything else. Just make sure she doesn't stress her self much, because she's still at her early stage and any slight mistake might lead to miscarriage" "Thank you,will abide to all the rules you gave" "My pleasure sir" _____THREE DAYS LATER_____ It's morning, time for fajr prayer. Zuwairah stood up from her bed as she sauntered to her bathroom to perform ablution. Few minute later, she was done with her prayer as she decide to read the Holy Qur'an "It been long I read my Qur'an" she thought She recite Al-Fatiha before starting to read from Suratul Ik-lass and decide to stop on Suratul Al-Rahman. "Tomorrow I'll c

Halima asks in a defeated voice, surprised that the person she's loved all her life is the same standing here, accusing her of something she has no idea how it happened. " what do you want me to do? Hug you and congratulate you for committing a sin?!" Sa'eed asks. He's getting angrier by the minute. "haba Sa'eed, the least you can do is listen to me. I'm your wife, it's my right to explain my self and it's your duty to listen to me. A muslim is supposed to be allowed seventy excuses." Halima says standing up. "just quit the Fiqh. Dama ai that's what you'll say." Sa'eed says and walks out.

Even though Juliana listened carefully, the woman still paid attention and helped Ishak, look at it now. "So what? Mr. Prapto's wife didn't do anything to her husband? It's that he's also having an affair, isn't it just the girl problem." asked Juliana curiously, but the woman's hand moved to clean Ishak's hand from the remaining chocolate. "Huftt," Nabila exhaled and took her cell phone from her pocket. "Do you want me to take a picture? You two are really cute, really like a mother and child," said Nabila, the woman immediately opened the camera application on her cell phone and then pointed the camera at Ishak and Juliana.

“No difficulty at all. Nana easily understands the knowledge she learns. I'm surprised. A small child-like Nana can already digest any term. She is like a professional architect. Her style of language and gestures do not show any awkwardness at all. " "I'm surprised too. Her intelligence is extraordinary. My husband taught her since she was in the womb. Read various kinds of knowledge, from the books he studied. My husband read all the books related to building design techniques to completion. He created a collection of articles based on certain criteria. In the early hours of the morning, he taught Nana to memorize Jus thirty and short prayers. Until now he has memorized five juices of the

asked Mustafidz while looking away. Balqis smiled. She put down her teacup and moved to the sofa where Mustafidz sat. She reached for the book that Mustafidz was still holding. Like Balqis, Mustafidz had just finished teaching about one of the books of Tawhid. "Before I answer, I want to ask first," Balqis said. Her hands folded over her husband's shoulders. Balqis lifted one leg, turning her sitting into a Vincent sitting. Balqis leaned her body against Mustafidz. Her head looked up at her husband.

Musa said slowly looking at Nayyab with confused expression. A smile broke out on Nayyab lips. "Thank you. Thank you so much for being so understanding and being in my life. I am really thankful to God that you will be my life partner." Nayyab said smiling looking in his eyes and Musa smiled back, assuringly... Follow me on Instagram @rabia_sajal_niazi

It wasn't good someone should have a weakness, she knew my weakness was chocolate. "You can go back to sleep, it is nothing" I pecked him on his lips, "I'm going downstairs" I went out of the room with my phone. The one that I would use to sit around without doing nothing, I did ablution and pray (Tahajud). After I was done, I revised the Quran. There's something about the Quran; if you leave the Quran for a day, I mean you don't revise it. It will leave you for three days like that till you forget, you even memorize the Quran. May Allah not let me forget because the punishment for a person who memorized the Quran and forgets is great.

She found Kinza in the kitchen, busy preparing the lunch Kinza turned around, her eyes widening with awe as she took in Sukoon's ethereal beauty. A soft smile spread across her face, and she approached Sukoon, holding her hands gently. "You look absolutely stunning, my dear," Kinza whispered, her voice filled with love and admiration. "May this day bring you happiness and blessings."

"Assalamualaikum Mama. Firstly, Amirah is my wife and if Zulaihat is coming, she isn't going to be just my guest, she's our guest and I need to ask my wife's opinion before I do anything. Islamically, that's the right thing to do." "Oh you're the one who went to Islamiyya ko? Me I'm an illiterate when it comes to Islamic teachings?" This was getting out of hand, "I'm sorry Mama but that's just how it is." "And that's not all, Zulaihat is coming with Ruqayya so don't forget to ask for your wife's permission regarding her too." "Waye Ruqayya?" Who's Ruqayya? Muhammad asked genuinely confused.

Soon Hasan entered the living room and walked towards and get down on his knees while look at Khushi's eyes. " I know I wasn't the best husband but I want to be best, my queen. I know I wasn't there to help you when you were alone but I want to tell you that now I will stand by you till my last breath, my queen. You know when I first saw you which attract me towards you the most? Your hijab. Your hijab was showing me your pious and innocent heart.. I just want a chance to prove myself. Will you give me the chance?" Hasan told her from the bottom of his heart...