Tahajjud Prayers Novels & Stories

Mehr groaned, she hate mornings with passion but nevertheless, she said her azkaar then stood up, knowing her sister she'll never leave her alone. "Mehr!" Kydah called again not knowing Mehr has stood up cuz she wasn't facing her anymore, she's folding her Shailah (hijab). "I'm up can't you see," Mehr groaned rubbing her eyes with her small fist. "Better." Kydah muttered. She walked to the bathroom to perform ablution then came out and ambled to their walk in closet to bring out her long Shailah which closed her feet perfectly and islamically. She started with raka'ataanu al-fajr , followed by Subh prayers. As she finished saying her azkaar, she ambled back to the bathroom. She brushed her t

Hajiya Rukkayya surrender and give faith to Almighty Allah, if it was a challenge she was ready to face it by Allah's will. It was already 8pm. And no news was heard yet. She kept turning on bed sleep refused to come and she was having some bad feelings like her daughter is not safe wherever she is. She stood up from bed and went to the bathroom and did her ablution. She came out of the bathroom and lay her praying mat down,wore her hijab and said her prayer. She prolonged her sujood pouring out her heart to the Almighty Allah, the All knowing and Seeing. She kept crying non stop because of what she was feeling in her heart, she remain in sujood for a while praying for Khadijah safety in whe

" Kalthum dear, it's time for Fajr prayer. Wake up" Kalthum groaned in her sleep. She rubbed her eyes then stretched her arms. She said a prayer then climbed down the bed. She yawned softly which then followed by the growling of her stomach. She was hungry. She hasn't put anything in her tummy last night. She went into the bathroom,to perform ablution . By the time she was out, she heard her mom knocking on her door again. " Kalthum, please can you come out so we can pray together "

I begin in the name of Allah, the Most Merciful, the Most Compassionate. Praise be to Allah, the Lord of all the worlds. The Sovereign of the Day of Judgment. Only You do we worship, and only from You do we seek help. Guide us to the straight path, the path of those who have received Your grace, not of those who have incurred Your wrath, nor of those who have gone astray. O Allah, accept our supplication. "Allah is the Greatest." O my Lord, forgive me. I finish my morning prayer, leave my prayer mat there since no one enters my room, gather what I need, and put on my shoes. I am ready for another day of work, grateful for the opportunities I have received.

"So, where do you want to buy the house? I could help with an agent. And I heard there are houses that are not yet occupied, you could get one." "I don't have that kind of money yet." "I have to pray Maghrib now." He told her. "Take a shower first and pray after." "What's Maghrib?" She asked. "It's a Muslim prayer done in the evening time." He explained. "What about the one you go for by one thirty and three thirty everyday at the office?" She asked. "Zhuzr and Ashr." He replied and she just nodded her head, she didn't really comprehend what he was saying.

I go back to sleep praying In Shaa Allah (If Allah Wills) I don’t wake up to go to the bathroom again. I sleep for a couple of peaceful hours with no toilet breaks. I wake up later in the night to perform Maghrib (Evening) and Isha (Night) prayers. I decide to lie down and sleep a bit more before I need to go home, but the next time I open my eyes, you won’t believe what time it is.

BORNO EMIRATE COUNCIL. A yawn escaped from between her lips as she stretch on the bed while sitting up and saying her morning prayers. It feels like she hadn't woke up herself to pray Fajr, she was too tired but she did it anyway. That is the magic of prayers, it helps you do everything in plan. You just need yo ask your Lord and then everything will turn out great as long as that is the best for you and it is time which makes her wonder why people are so into Shirk.

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.

She stood on the matt to offer her namaz. After 5 long years. Her hands raised to her shoulders to say the takbeer, "Allahu Akbar" (Allah is the greatest) After 5 long years. After the qayam, she bowed down to rukoo and recited, Subhana Rabbiyal Azeem (Glory to be my Lord, the Almighty) After 5 long years. At last she prostrated before her god, reciting, Subhana Rabbiyal Ala, (Glory to be my Lord, the Most High)

She muttered quietly. "Can we have some please?" Ira asked with a toothy grin. Nasreen had no choice but to say yes, she prayed she wouldn't regret her decisions. They all ate brownies and ice cream in the middle of the night. "Wait where is Nabeel?" Nasreen asked? "Mom it is three AM, we are supposed to be asleep, he is asleep." "Oh yeah, since it three and we are all awake we should pray, do you know Allah comes down to the lowest heaven every one-third of the night, waiting for us to pray to him, so any prayer you pray will be accepted by Allah if he wills."