Usually I don't like when people skip line and type, but since wattpad has make it SOO easy to copy and paste people's work, I'm going to skip lines so no one is able to copy and paste it, In Sha Allah, Allah will keep my work safe.
Btw, you'll know when it's my work because ill always skip lines in my work ^_^
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A long time ago in India, there
was a young boy who was very
poor. He would always go to the
Madrasah at a specific time and
come home at a specific time.
On his way to Madrasah, he'd
always pass by a mansion which
some rich person owned. What
happened was, there was a girl
who found him very attractive.
She'd always look at him when he
passed by.
One day, she decided to pretend
she had a very bad stomach ache,
so, what she did was tell her
maid. Her maid told her that the
first person she saw, she should
ask him for help. The girl said
okay as she knew that the boy was
going to be the first person she
saw because he'd always come at
that specific time. When the boy
was walking by, she called for
help. She then told him the
problem and he helped her.
She took him to her room and
said, "Commit zina with me".
He said, "Do you not fear Allah?"
She said, "If you do not commit
zina with me, I'll tell everyone that
you raped me. Besides, who's
going to believe you over me?
You're poor and I'm rich."
He said, "Give me a few minutes
to freshen up in the bathroom."
She let him go. When he went to
the bathroom, since in India at
that time there was no flusher,
they would poop and pee in a
bucket. He went to the bucket and
because of the fear he had for
Allah in committing such a
horrible act, he rubbed it all over
himself.
When he went to the girls room,
the girl looked at him with disgust
and said, "Who would want to
commit zina with you looking like
that? GET OUT!"
He got out and looked down at his
clothing. The cloth he had on was
the only cloth he had and now it
was a mess. Plus he was running
late for school. So he went to a
lake that wasn't far from the
house and tried to rub off the
poop. It wouldn't get off that well.
He knew he was running late and
decided to just hurry to school.
The teacher who was busy writing
on the board turned around and
said, "Who smells like that?"
No one answered.
"Who came in the class?"
Again no one answered.
He asked one more time and the boy got up and started crying.
"Can I speak to you?" The boy asked.
The teacher nodded his head and
took him outside. Once there, the
boy told him what had happened
and told him not to tell anyone.
The teacher agreed and said, "The
smell in the class - you smelt like
itr from Jannah."
However, due to the fact that the
story was SOO good, the teacher
couldn't help but tell some people
and people told other people and
so on.
Allah was SOO pleased with the boy that he made him smell Amazing! This is why you should always fear and please the creator and not the creation.
May 18, 2014
