Gift Of Life

Chapter 1

Life is simple, natural, elegant, beautiful with the blessings of Allah. Life is a precious gift from Allah, the Almighty, he created us to worship him in this world. This world is nothing but a hallucination, its like a test where the administration is not a teacher rather than its Allah, who tests you on the 5 pillars of islam and your 6 pillars of faith.We are in this world to worship him, praise him, bring people toward the light of islam, to open the path to jannah where happiness is inevitable, and its the only place where you'll find peace. I always tried my best to open myself to the path of jannah and do good deeds, to make my god (Allah) happy.

With the blessings of Allah, I work in the most prestigious company in London The A.K. Industry where i work at the business management as the chief in charge, wait let me rephrase that.....i used to.To be honest, i loved my job, i really did, its one of the thing Allah gave me as a blessing. I would say i had everything i need in this life, a wonderful family, great job, awesome friends and the help of Allah, everything is perfect, but nothing ever stays perfect.

I always dreamed of starting a new family with someone who would love me, care for me, and be a good muslima who would teach me more about islam. I was patiently, more like eagerly waiting for Allah to send me my the one. But who knew ill get a devil who hates me me more than anyone in this world....but what can i say im stuck with for the rest of my life in this hatred marriage where there is no love, no faith and no hope. If people are wondering why i am still in this marriage, and why i would marry someone without love, well let me just tell you that i had no choice.

It all started the day when I was in the cafe........

"God I'm seriously gonna be late for work today." i said as i was looking at my watch.

i was waiting impatiently on the line to get my morning coffee. but it looks like there is someone fighting in the counter holding everyone from buying.

"Agh, today cannot get any worse" i said as i keep glancing at my watch. Today is a important day for me, because our CEO Mr. Ali is resigning today and handing this company to his son officially and I'm the chief in- charge for the business management, i should be the first one to be there to greet him.

"Ya Allah, please help me." i made dua so i wouldn't screw things up today.

Finally, after 5 minutes the line started going smoothly. at last my turn came and i ordered my usual an expresso. I waited beside the counter for my order and it shortly arrived. I took my coffee and huried toward the A.K. building. I was walking fast and taking a sip from my coffee when suddenly someone bumped my shoulder so hard that my coffee spilled on top of my shirt. I quickly moved the coffee away from me and tried to clean my shirt. I looked up. And there is this handsome young guy wearing a very expensive suit. He had blue eyes with a little shade of light brown. His hair was chocolate dark which goes so well with his blue eyes. i realized that i was gawking at him and i quickly tried break my eye contact with his handsome feature.

"Done checking me out" he said with his deep tone.

"Excuse me?" i looked at him.

" You heard me, i know the type of girls very well! like seriously get a life and stop being such slut." he said giving me he cold glare.

" What the hell! you bastard! how dare you call me a slut, and for your information, your type of men are nothing but a complete hoes" i said furiously.

I think i saw that he was clenching his jaw. well well i don't even care, that bastard didn't have any respect toward women, so why should i respect him.

" You bitch, how dare you!" he said this time a little loud as his anger level was rising, how i know, Well lets just say he is pretty easy to read.

" Well Mr. whatever, you heard me!" i burst out.

"you're gonna regret it, trust me, you will" he said with his angry tone.

I roll my eyes " says the hobo on the street who doesn't know how to respect a woman."

" How. Dare. You! " he said raising his voice making a scene.

"hey, hey, hey... your supposed to apologize to me for doing this" i gestured toward my shirt. " and not trying to make a scene in the middle of the street and stop saying " how dare you" every once in a while because guess what i did say all of those things to you, so what are gonna do about?"

" Oh you'll see what I'm gonna do about it." he said with anger filled in his eyes that if we weren't in public, he could've probably strangle me, but i didn't care. This guy was turning my bitch switch on in the highest level where i will possibly hit his head with a baseball bat.

" well until then." i said as i was walking away.

As i was walking, i felt a tugging feeling that i should turn around and so i did only to find him walking away. Just as i was about to look away, he glanced at me and our eyes met. I broke the eye contact and started walking as fast as i could.

" agh , i hope i don't see that bastard ever again." i hoped wishing for never to see him again but on the other hand this is a small world, you never know when this bastard is gonna appear, well if does i will surely murder him.