Chapter 3

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Muhammad POV

My phone rings. It's Samuel, probably calling me to ask if I am not too busy to lead the Maghrib prayer today.

I am truly worn-out, I had a traumatic day at work. I spend over two hours trying to fix a leaking pipe. It was leaking down into the bathroom cabinet and was getting everything wet. The lady kept complaining that the another plumber had fixed it already but he didn't fix it probably, so she pleaded that I could fix it. By Allah, I fixed it and the lady was beyond happy.

All I wanted to do right now is to go sleep.

But I answered anyway, maybe he's calling to tell me something or he just wants to complain about his job.

"As-Salaam Alaikum ."

"Wa Alaikum Salaam," I reply shifting a yawn.

"You busy?"

"No, I just finished work and I need to sleep."

"Oh okay, I was just wondering if you and I go could go to the mosque. Bilal Assad making a lecture about marriage."

I let out a chuckle.

"What time?"

"Six.". It is four so I have got a long time to rest.

''Okay, I will see you soon insh'Allah.'

"Okay. As salaam alaikum."

''Wa Alaikum Salaam.'' I hang up.

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I am in the car waiting for Samuel. We are already late, it is already passed six. I am still tired but I taught it would be good if I go to this lecture, maybe it is a sign from Allah. Hannah still asking me if I am interested in Jawariyah I simply shrugged my shoulder at her and told her I would let her now as soon I got back home. I don't know anything about the girl so what if I marry her and she turns out to be a different girl than I taught she was.

I ignore my stupid thoughts, beeping the horn.

Finally, Samuel's walks out of his house.

''As salaam alaikum bro,'' Samuel says, closing the car door.

''Wa alaikum salaam. What kept you, bro?'' I ask, pulling out of the driveway.

''Sorry, I was cleaning the dishes.'' It's not a surprise to me that Samuel cleans dishes. He's the youngest out of five boys and as a young boy he was taught to clean and help out in the kitchen and ever since he got married his continually in the kitchen helping out his wife Jana.

''Are we late?'' Samuel asks checking his watch, ''Oh, we're late."

Luckily, the lecture didn't start yet but they were already praying Isha. Samuel and I joined in the second rakat and thankfully finished praying before the lecture started.

The lecture was amazing and truly inspirational. He talked about how to look for a wife and what to look for in a wife and even told us a story. Once there was a very handsome, pious, well educated young man, whose parents emphasised for him to get married. they had seen so many marriage proposals, and he had turned them all down. The parents thought it was becoming a little ridiculous or suspected that he may have someone else in mind.However every time the parents left the girls house, the young man would always say 'she's not the one!' The young man only wanted a girl who was religious and practising, however, one evening his mother arranged for him, to meet a girl, who was religious, and practising. On that evening, the young man, and girl, were left to talk, and ask each other questions. (As one would expect). The young man, being a gentleman that he was allowed, the lady to ask first. The young girl asked the young man so many questions, she asked about his life, his education, his friends, his family, his habits, his hobbies, his lifestyle, his enjoyment, his pastimes and his experiences. The young man replied to all of her questions, without tiring, and politely, with a smile the young girl took up nearly all of the time, over an hour, and felt bad, and asked the young man do you have any questions? The young man said it's ok. I only have 3 questions... The young girl thought, wow, only 3 questions okay. The young man's first question was, Who do you love the most in the world, someone who's love nothing would ever overcome? She said, this is an easy question; my mother, he smiled. The second question, he asked, you said that you read a lot of Qur'an, could you tell me which Surahs you know the meaning of? Hearing this she went red and embarrassed and said, I do not know the meaning of any yet, but I am hoping to soon insha'Allah I've just been a bit busy. The third question the young man asked, was I have been approached for my hand in marriage, by girls that are a lot more prettier than you, why should I marry you? Hearing this the young girl was outraged, she stormed off to her parents with fury and said I do not want to marry this man he is insulting my beauty and intelligence. And the young man and his parents were once again, left without an agreement of marriage. This time, the young man's parents were really angry and said what did you do to anger that girl, the family were so nice, and pleasant and they were religious like you wanted. What did you ask the girl?? Tell us! The young man said, firstly I asked her, who do you love the most? she said, her mother, The parents said so, what is wrong with that?The young man said, 'no one, is Muslim, until he loves Allah, and his messenger (saw) more than anyone else in the world'If a woman loves Allah and the Prophet (PBUH) more than anyone, she will love me and respect me, and stay faithful to me, because of that love, and fear for Allah (SWT). and we can share this love because this love is greater than lust for beauty. The young man said, then I asked, you read a lot of Qur'an, can you tell me the meaning of any Surah? And she said no because I haven't had time yet. so I thought of that hadith 'ALL humans, are dead except for those who have knowledge' She has lived 20 years and not found ANY time, to seek knowledge, why would I marry a woman, who does not know her rights, and responsibilities, and what will she teach my children, except how to be negligent, because the woman IS the madrasa (school) and the best of teachers. And a woman who has no time for Allah, will not have time for her husband. The third question I asked her was, that a lot of girls, more prettier than her, had approached me for marriage, why should I choose you? That is why she stormed off, getting angry.The young man's parents said that is a horrible thing to say, why would you do such a thing, we are going back there to apologise. The young man said I said this on purpose, to test whether she could control her anger.The Prophet (saw) said 'do not get angry, do not get angry, do not angry' when asked how to become pious; because anger is from Satan.

Am I ready for marriage? I don't know but I hope that Allah bless me a religious wife that we be the coolness of my eyes.

Am I ready for marriage? I don't know but I hope that Allah bless me a religious wife that we be the coolness of my eyes

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