Noorhe

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"....so whenever guidance comes to you from Me, then whoever follows my guidance, then there will neither be any fear on them nor will they grieve."

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Here's when I highlight the advantage of being a light sleeper. It's merely 3:45 am when the fajr prayer is being called. I could hear the azan as clear as the crystal which jolted the sleep out of me. Believe me when I say I'm so passionate about sleeping. It could be mistaken for a hobby of mine even.

I've yet removed myself out of bed however I was awake. It's peaceful listening to the prayer call out and as much as I wanted to sleep to the azan, al salat-e-khair min al naum. (Prayer is better than the sleep.)

Getting my self together, I did the first thing that I normally do when waking up; looking out of the window. There isn't any particular reason to why besides the curiosity to find who was jogging early today.

Now, as much as one finds it creepy, it was just pure curiosity. It's really amusing having to see someone willingly chose to wake up this early and excersise. It's truly inspiring except I don't put my inspiration into practice.

There wasn't anyone today; which means either they passed by already or they're somewhat late today.

Breaking out of my curiosity for the day, I walked to the bathroom and took wudu. Surprisingly, Sababil, my younger sister, was in the bathroom before I appeared in. Not her nature to wake up this early... I thought.

Meanwhile the whole time of me being in the bathroom with her, we were both quiet. I was too lazy to interact and she was busy taking a poo. Ironically though, we didn't mind each other's presences.

The bathroom was connected to both of our rooms so that explains a bit why I just walked in on her.

And we have no shame...

Walking out of the bathroom, I closed the door behind me and went to pray to Allah s.w.t.

Once I was done praying al fajr, I made plenty of dua's afterwards. I prayed for a stronger relationship with Allah. I prayed for Allah to humble me and everyone else in this family. I prayed for guidance considering I was at lost. I prayed for a sign, any sign, if me rejecting this marriage is wrong. Last but not least, I prayed for ammi.

It was still dark by time I was done picking up the prayer mat and folding it. I then threw the scarf and the skirt I was wearing, making them land on chair of target.

"Hayee baba, I'm getting good at this." I smiled proudly and straight head to the welcoming bed.

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"Amna?" I excitedly wiggled my brows at her.

"Ha?"

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" I hold both of her temples with my index fingers. Dramatically trying out the telepathy of our brains.

"And what are you thinking?" She curiously asked.

If my eyes were shut before, it was briefly opened now. I eyed her face expression and bursted out laughing. Soon the room was filled with her laughter as well. If I was being honest i knew why she was laughing. I have an ugly laugh to an extent where one would find it funny.