Blessing in disguise (Islamic Love Story)

CHAPTER 3 ( THE WAR IS GETTING INTENSE)

Jabaliya POV

Recap

"I apologize If I offended you I don't mean to, I am just curious"

" it's fine no offense taken"

Honestly, I am kind of embarrassed with his abrupt question I want to play with them too, I want to act like a 10 years old but I can't.

There is too much on my shoulder, did I mention that I have 3 older brothers? My Eldest brother is Hanafi he is 18 years old, he has hot temper that cause him to be expelled from School.

Faisal 14 years old, according to Omi ( mother) he is born prematurely he is weak minded and the most handsome among my brothers and

Zainal 12 years old he is talented but he can't handle the pressure of being father's son so instead my father put his hope on me and I promise to do everything I can not to dissatisfy him.

Our father Mr. Tariq Ali is very industrious, he works in a government agency but he is also a religious leader. In Marawi City we don't exactly obey the government hence police are not really effective to keep the city in order.

In a minor conflicts like civil cases, religious leaders would try to solve the problem while in major conflicts like criminal cases sometimes MILF would handle it otherwise it would become full blown family feud which means that every family members from 1st degree to 3rd degree will be always on guard, some are obligated to work as overseas filipino worker (OFW) to feed the rest of the family which is in hiding.

"Allah is great" its a call of prayer for midday, I excuse myself and went to perform my ablution then I pray salatul juhr along side my mother, aunts and older cousins it's nice to pray as a group, rewards from Allah is much bigger also we can motivate each other.

10 years old are not obligated to pray 5 times a day but I've started since 9 years old, when I was 5 I love watching my parents praying then whine to be allowed to join them which my father allow.

we pray 4 raka-at waqto followed 2 raka-at sunna then made my Duah I sincerely ask Allah to help our muslim brothers fighting in Camp Abubacar and all the muslim entire the world.

Daves POV

1 Month later

The war is getting intense the government already spent millions they exhaust every possible ways to defeat MILF, more camps surrounding the province Lanao Del Sur are being burn, more men are falling, more children become orphan and more wives become widow, the province is in the state of panic.

Sunday 5:30 am, unlike other countries school days here is from Sunday to thursday, on friday to saturday we attend Madrasa ( Islamic school ) its like we go to school 7 days a week.

I just finish praying salatul Subh when I notice Jabaliya in the yard cleaning fish ( they usually send dried fish to camps before they would sent dried meat but they can't afford it anymore)

" Sabahal khair, Want some help Jay (its her nick name) ?

" Yeah, i kinda need some help " she looks exhausted, sweats all over her face, her clothes is messy and her eyes looks tired.

" you seems tired, how long have you been working?"

" i don't know, maybe its been hours i woke up 3:00 am I just took a break to pray Salatul Subh I have to finish this before I can go to school"

"Take a rest Jay, I'll finish this"

" can you handle it? "

" yes Jay, now go before I change my mind"rh