Novel & Cerita Tahajjud Prayer Dua

he commended, pretending to ignore the lustful gaze Raina pointed at him. "Are you staring at me because I didn't pray? I always do a short silent prayer every time I want to eat because I keep imagining the twins mocking me for not knowing how to pray. Bismillah? I heard it. It's a Lebanese language. Arabic, I guess" Jude mumbled proudly.

With a heartfelt intention, he washes his face with water and completes the ablution ritual, trying to dispel the laziness and restlessness that linger in his heart. The man immerses himself in the beautiful verses he recites, whispering softly until they fill the depths of his heart. Gradually, the restlessness begins to fade, coinciding with the faint sound of the dawn call to prayer that seeps into his ears. Immediately, he rises from his position and raises both hands in takbir.

" Do you really want me to answer that question? Or Do you already have an answer for that question in your head? I might have an idea about your answer but before jumping to conclusions, I would like to listen to your answer. If you don't mind answering my very intrusive questions of course. (1) TARAWIH- a supererogatory prayer that is prayed during the month or Ramadhan and is made up of eight rak'a or more in addition to the witr prayers.

The heart that beats for Allah is always a stranger among the hearts that beat for the Dunya (world).” –Anonymous “Dua (supplication) has the power to turn your dreams into reality.” –Anonymous If you haven't prayed your salah please pray this book can wait but your Salah can't Happy reading… Meerab p.o.v My forehead creased as the sun ray fell on my face directly , turning into my sleep on the other side. I tried to pull the blanket but it felt stuck on one side .

She never liked him. It was 4am now and there was no sign of sleep at all. So, I got up to pray tahajjud. Now that I think about it, I really wanted to ask him from Allah but despite my pleas and cries in sujood, I could never bring myself to ask Allah to make him mine. No matter how much I tried, even after doing istakhara so many times—I could only ask Allah to grant me what was in my best interest. Even with my heart aching and getting ripped—I didn't want what Allah chose to not write for me. In the end I had only Allah—and yes it hurt, sometimes I felt like I cannot live without him in my life. But I knew for sure that for me, more than anything in this whole world, even more than him,

Ethan says, shaking vigorously. "Ethan, I need you to listen to my voice, wake up, wake up, wake up," I shout a little louder. "Nooooooo," Ethan says, sitting up abruptly with his heart beating more emphatically than a police siren. Alhamdulillah, he is awake, or so I thought. His eyes are still tightly shut. Ethan slowly falls back to the bed as his heartbeat also begins to go at a slower pace. Ya Allah, I wonder what kind of nightmare he is having that he can’t even hear my voice wake him up. I decide to make a few duas (Supplication) for him to have a peaceful night's sleep. I don’t leave even after his chest takes a regular rhythm of rising and falling. I wait a little to make sure he do

she continued. “we pray five times a day, which is called namaz, and our god has name called Allah and he is with us 24 hours, even if we don’t pray but we pray to him to thank him for his blessings” explained Fatima. Stella didn’t want to ask any further questions. She was feeling something inside pushing her and her words were seemed to be capturing her, she didn’t want to dig any further. They completed their remaining work in silence. Gradually they became good friends and even started to hang out together. Steven joseph slowly started to erase from her mind. She never thought about him again.

_______ "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

I started after taking Allah's name and quickly reciting the dua: رَبِّ اشْرَحْ لِي صَدْرِي وَيَسِّرْ لِي أَمْرِي وَاحْلُلْ عُقْدَةً مِّن لِّسَانِي يَفْقَهُوا قَوْلِي “O, my Sustainer! Open up my heart and make my task easy for me, and loosen the knot from my tongue so that they might fully understand my speech.”

After praying two nawafils, -true to the saying; 'worry ends when Salah begins', they both raised their two hand to pray to Al Hasib, Al Mujib, Al Wāsi. "O' Allah, don't let us turn away from You, no matter how many trials and difficulties You test us with. Let these difficulties serve to make us stronger Muslims and more sincere to You." "O' Allah! I hope for mercy, do not leave us for even the duration of an eye blink and correct our total condition. Besides You, there is none worthy of worship." After that, they both say their azkar and went to bed with sated hearts, wrapped in each other's arms as they let their heart beats serve as a metronome.