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" Seeing as you are making a joke I think you feel better I think I should take my leave ‘’. She responded and I immediately let out a fake cough pretending to be feeling pains in my chest . “I know it’s fake Ethan “ she replied smiling and I pouted my mouth childishly . “ please stay and please sing for me ‘’ I pleaded and she smiled . Do you feel lonely Are you cold Are you somewhere out there where you don’t want to be Is it too hard and you want to let go Does it feel it all feel bland and rocky Are you scared Do you want to leave it all and go away There’s a sun that shines brightly at ten It’ll brighten everything that’s dark A light at the end of the tunnel they say A sun that shines

Finally, I turn to the North, “Istanu, storm winds which split open the land, I summon thee! IM -SI-SA!” I take in a breath and pray that my goddess hears me, “Mummu Tiamat Muallidat Gimrisun. Ummu Ubur Patlqat Kalama. Hear Thy Names. Thalatth-Omoroca-Tauthe-Mummu Tiamat

I don't know a part of me still wants to just mess in darkness and wrongness and dwell in nothingness. A part of me is too stubborn to walk on right path. So fajjar prayer soothes my depressions and uncurls my tightened curves. It releases my stiffening muscles and smoothens my arching spine. I think at that time connection between you and Allah is really strong because you're unbounded to the bounds of world and its inhabitants. After that I recited Surah Yaseen. It is the "Heart Of Quran" I think it is because it captures the whole sea in few words.

"Can you tell me what this means" Sila makes a surprised face, not convincing Mustafa. "By Allah! It's Aunt Umay!" "Evet (Sim) is Umay rubbing up with the owner of the Turkish auto network". "I can not believe". "I am the one who cannot believe it, Sila, that you are my own niece, that you have hidden such an absurdity from me". "I uncle? But I didn't hide anything and you have to believe me." "Believe you you traitor"?

He is not of us who is not affectionate to the little ones and does not respect the old; and he is not of us, who does not order which is lawful, and prohibits that which is unlawful - prophet Muhammad sallallahu alaihi wasallam ( peace be upon him) If you haven't prayed your Salah please pray this book can wait but your Salah can't . Meerab p.o.v working in my office my phone rang , i picked up just like always the order side bark oh! sorry ordered .

"Oh Allah, Ya Hayyu Ya Qayyum, Ya Zuljalali wal Ikram, my daughter here, Halima the daughter of Hajjo and Audu, is about to take on a large number of people who she doesn't know. Ya Rabbul Ka'abah, You alone we turn to and You alone we ask for help. Oh Allah, let her win this competition Ya Allah. Make her a better version of her self, allow her to heal in more ways than one, and give her the ability to pass any more of Your tests that You'll throw her way. "Ya Allah bless her efforts and grant her hearts desires for You alone can do that because You are Al-Mutakabir. Ya Allah don't let her down. Guide her to the right path in all she does. Rabbana Aatina fidunya hasana, wa fil akhirati hasa

Shortly after Umma walked in and saw them in that condition and quickly walk closer to Tehzeeb "Dan girman yarasulillahi (because of the Almighty Allah) breath Tehzeeb, let the tears flow so you could breathe, don't cause harm to yourself" Umma said tears flowing down her cheek. Umma was hitting Tehzeeb on her back gently for her to release the breath and she finally let the tears flow down

He inquired kindly and I gulped down the knots in my throat; all the while reciting Ayat-e-Kareema in my head. "There is none worthy of worship besides You. Glorified are You. Surely I am from the wrongdoers."(21:87) "Is, Hadiya Ameen here? I am here to see her." Ya Rahman, Ya Raheem, please—

Next morning, Zarmeenay went down for breakfast. She was eating her food, when a young guy came and took a seat in front of her with a big smile. Zarmeenay felt awkward, she looked around to get some help, but the servant standing near was quiet. "Hello, I am Umer , and you are? "he asked with an easy-going smile. " Zarmeenay" she said meekly. "Hazik Bhai’s wife? Woah! I am getting the honour of talking to THE DEVIL'S wife "Umer said teasingly and she blushed. Umer had come back from Russia after months, that was the reason, he wasn't on Hazik's Nikkah.

CHAPTER 55: GIFT Zahra's Pov *Ummi is an Arabic word that means 'mother'* I rushed to where my mother knelt, begging and crying for me to forgive her. "Get up, Ummi," I hissed, an annoyed expression on my face. She raised the pitch which she was crying at and started to roll her body at my feet. I looked at Dashiell who just shrugged and sighed before getting up. "Her name is Maryam," I mouthed to Dashiell, and he sent me a thumbs up.