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Writing an excerpt from the book of my feelings, After being blessed to encounter those beloved of Ar Rahmaan! 

They were few, they touched the hearts of many.

May Allah qubool us.

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"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.

"𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧; 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥." ⋆

#16 islamic 13/01/2020 #23 hijab 13/01/2020 #35 halal 13/01/2020 #10 indianlovestories 13/01/2020 #38 muslimlovestory 13/01/2020 #15 marriageproposal 13/01/2020 #23 islamiclovestory 13/01/2020 Maheen forwards the ring to him and he puts the ring in her finger. He took her hands in his Arham: Maheen I want to confess one thing. I know our circumstances are not good.And I don't remember much. But I'm trying to recall my past and you know what I don't remember much but I have a little memory of our engagement. And with in the span of this time I once again fell in love with you. Yeah Kuslum told me that I was madly in love with you. And she is right. I love you and I always will He kissed her palm. A shiver runs down her spine and her breath struck in her throat with his act. She was a blushing mess Maheen: Arham i also want to confess something. You know you called me on the day when you met with that accident. At that time I thought I lost you. And when you forgot me I felt like I'm the unluckiest woman in the world. Arham you don't know how much I was worried for you. And that night i realised one thing that. By this time she got tears in her eyes Arham: Hey Maheen don't cry now see we are together. Now no more crying Maheen: Arham i realised that I was madly in love with you. I..i love you Arham Arham: Maheen today you made me the luckiest man in the world. I love you too Maheen... Note: Don't steal my content😑😐coz stealing is bad right☺

Collection of Islamic Stories by Unique_Muslimah_21

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Bismillahir rahmanir raheem. Assalamulaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. I will be posting one Hadith daily here, inshallah we will try to implement it in our daily life so that we can be away from the fitna of this duniya and be more closer to our beloved prophet Muhammad SAW life and his struggles. And I'll try my best to give explanation to every Hadith so that we can actually understand what our prophet SAW is advising us. I have collected all the information from different sources, books, scholars so, all the rights to their rightful owners. All the information is in the light of Quran and Hadith. The prophet SAW own high standard of morals and manners made him the best example for Muslim to follow. Allah says in the quran Indeed the messenger of Allah ( Muhammad SAW) you have an excellent example for him whose hope is in Allah and the last day and remember Allah much. (33:21)

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This is the Spinoff of Sophia story. It can be read alone. But suggest to read "Sophia's Heart". ~**~**~ BOOK 2 "What's pleasure without pain, what's victory without fighting and what's success without failure". He was broken. She was traumatized. He was wallowing in heartbreak. She was fighting depression. He was drowning in darkness. She was searching for light. He was older. She was younger He had a son. She was a widow. He did not want love. She needed love. He wanted to be left alone. She wanted companion. He was losing himself. She was finding herself. Follow both broken souls how they heal themselves. ©Adeyemi Mariam (Um_royhan). Warning ⚠ : This book has self-harm, suicidal thought. Update : whenever inspiration kicks. Start: 27/12/2019 End:

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{Completed & Edited} Copyright © 2023 "And of His signs is that He created for you from yourselves mates that you may find tranquillity in them; and He placed between you affection and mercy." When Allah has already destined your path, all that remains is to trust in His plan, exercise patience, and fulfill what He has asked of you while awaiting your naseeb. This is the journey that Aman and Naeem embark on. Despite the pressure from their families to rush into marriage and find spouses, they turn to Allah for guidance and strength. In doing so, their patience and trust are rewarded, as they find not only peace with each other but the true blessing of a relationship built on faith and divine timing.

GOES TO BALI IN CORONA 2020 by FirmanHermawan0

Alkhamdulillaah hirobbil'aalamiin, I pray only to Allah S.W.T who has given me everything until now. Allah also gave me the opportunity to finish this short story "Goes to Bali in Corona 2020" in a pandemic condition like this. Prayers and greetings I will specialize in my role model Rosululloh Muhammad S.A.W. who had provided a second to none role model that I hope I can follow to the end of the world. Thanks to Mrs. Hj. Sri Hartatik, M.Pd. which has given me the opportunity to visit Bali Island again after so many years of never visiting it. My next thank is you all, my colleagues at SMKN Tempursari Lumajang who could support me to write this short story to become a book. The last, I have to tanks to all of my family members, who always love me and of course support me and always give many chances in order I could finish this short story of "Goes to Bali in Corona 2020". Finally to all the readers, I need your good criticism and suggestions so that I can be better in the next writing of my short story.

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"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," * I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. * This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.

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