It Started with a Hijabi's Diary

40= Wonders Of Love

Starting with the name of Allah Almighty, Who's Most Merciful and The One Who Blessed our hearts with true love.

May Peace and Blessings of Allah Almighty be upon our beloved prophets, especially Hazrat Muhammed ﷺ, their noble companions and all the true believers present in the world or the other.
Ameen ❤️

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If you haven't prayed yet, then please pray before reading this, your connection with Allah Almighty is much more important. Remember Salat is obligatory, this is not.

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You won't believe what just happened. I just recently downloaded a novel to read, and it seemed good. And the main reason was that the female character's name was Hana, and I love my Hana (this book's character) ,so I couldn't miss the chance.
And then I read... What? She has a sister named Ilham! I was literally rolling on the floor and thinking How!? How it can be? 😂😂🤣

Because before writing this book, I have not seen the name of Hana or Ilham in any book, maybe once for Ilham, and this much coincidence and her sister!! 😂😂😂😂😂Woww

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I am so sorry for this late, first I had some technical issues and then when it solved, I had my week of tests.

And also when I wrote this, I expected it to be of a small chapter compared to the past long chapters I have written. But then like those it proved me wrong, what I expected to be a chapter of 2000 to 2500 words is now almost eight thousand words!!

Anddd Ramadan is coming!!!!!!!!!!! *squealing in happiness!!!*

"It isn't true that every logical thing to human mind must be true"
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Badr

Iman wanted to apologize to him and  tell him the truth, but what came out was, "How are you... akhi?"

Badr smiled in happiness, as Iman called him her brother. She was Insha'Allah soon going to be his sister in law.

Iman closed her eyes and started to ramble before she could stop herself,
"I am.... sorry, truly sorry. That day I -"

And before Badr could even register what she was saying, they both heard a voice from behind,
"Iman! Look, my stethoscope is now broken. If you don't mind can we-"

Iman turned slowly and with wide eyes looked at her friend who was looking at Badr with wide eyes, and it seemed like they would pop out.

Badr.....his condition was totally indescribable. His heart has started a marathon, and his breath it just left him.... He was feeling a peace, a beautiful kind of peace around him.

And a voice inside his head that said, here it is the gift of your patience along with many more gifts to come.

He was feeling these foreign butterflies in his stomach, that was making him squirm on his place, but he was pleading for this moment to be true, for this not to be a dream. For her to truly stand in front of him in real.

The girl in front of him, had no different reaction, Inaya, was feeling the same emotion with full intensity. She truly wanted to reach out and see if it was really real, or was it like those million times she imagined him in dream?

Her hands were shivering, heart was beating fastly, but still the peace around her was so beautiful that couldn't be described.

Badr looked at the sky and smiled, widely, he wanted to jump, wanted to fist pump, and wanted to.... Wanted to.... Just lay his head down on the sujood and cry in front of his Rabbi for the blessings He Bestowed on him.