A story where a world wide famous idol and actor meets a Muslim girl. She forbidden him to touch her while she lowered her gaze in front of any men which makes his heart crave for the beauty and peace of this girl. It's where The Almighty Allah test...
"Shukar Alhamdulillah...Shukar Alhamdulillah.." he eyes you now feeling his curiousness reached the tip. "What are you whispering?" He gave you his full attention to get his answer. "I'm saying thanks to Allah" she replied without even giving him a glance. "You should thanks me instead I saved you" he scoffed and started to drive faster. "My Allah saved me as always..you were just an excuse" he looked at you in disbelief. "What-" you gave him a confused stare when he stopped the car feeling offended by your answer.....
"So I'm an excuse? This handsome face is an EXCUSE?" He pointed towards his face sharply. You made a disgusting face and sighed. "Only if kicking someone out of the car wasn't Haram" she murmured under her breath. "Yahhh... gimme my answer" he whined like a child. "What?" You had a poker face which was poking him badly. "Why are you so obsessed with your God?" He arched his eyebrows. You blushed and looked away. "How did you know I'm obsessed Allah? And I love him so much" you fidget your fingers while looking down. "WHAT THE-" He stopped as soon as you glared at him. "Fine... at least tell me what were you whispering?" He sat on his driver seat more than comfortably. "Shukar Alhamdulillah...which means all thanks to your mercy Allah" I smiled and looked at him who was now more confused and I know what his next question is gonna be. "And why did you thanked him?" He folded his hands on his chest trying to intimate you. "Allah always respond to us when we need something... when we need protection... when we're sad and lost.. he's always there when we need him...we remember him when we're sad so we should also remember him when we're happy and satisfied with his blessings...he loves us more 70 mothers then why can't we appreciate when he helps us?" He nodded his head. "Then if I ask for something from him...will he listen to me?" I nodded my head but got a heart attack when he gave me a mischievous grin. "If I ask for him to break the rule of not touching any woman cuz it's Haram...will he listen to me?" My eyes widened on its own. He laughed seeing your reaction. "The woman was too stunned to speak~" he sang and I shook my head in disbelief.
"TAKE ME TO MY HOUSE KIM QUICK"
You sighed getting out of the car as the whole ride was nothing but a nightmare. He kept annoying you in the whole ride. "Why can't I drop you in front of your house? It's not like that I will come to your room at midnight when you're sleeping to install hidden camera in your room" I smirked at the thought. "Well maybe I will" he smirked making her roll her eyes. "Shut up...and for your kind information I don't sleep at night" you folded your hands on your chest. "Ohhh I see you're so busy at night ohhh I see huh" his grin widened making you annoyed. "I pray at night so stop your imaginations wherever you're right now" I pointed my fingers towards him while he faught back-
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"Then how is society and morals are related with dropping you in front of your house?" He whined again like a stubborn kid he was. "Forget about the society and my morals my father will shoot you with his gun as soon as he witness a man with his daughter and then will ask your soul 'why were you here my son?' GOT IT" he gulped at the thought. "Why your father has a gun tho?" Out of all the things he could only asked this. "Because he was the governor in his time" you replied coldly. "Ohhh....then I will wear the bulletproof jacket when I will come here to ask for your hand" he winked and licked his lips. "I hope the bullet go through your jacket" you stomped your feet and walked towards your house. "BYE BYE HUMAIRA" He shouted grinning widely. You turned back to give him the death glare. He gulped and smiled sheepishly before starting his engine to go out from the lion's cage......
"Eomma Appa Assalamualaikum" you greeted them as soon as you entered in the house. "Oh hi Farasha" The unknown man spoke from the living room. You turned your head to see a man sitting on the sofa. "It's not how you greet" you replied coldly. "OPPS sorry.... Walaikumussalam Farasha" he looked down in embarrassment. "It's okay Oppa" you smiled and went towards him. "Where's Eomma and Appa?" I also sat on the sofa before him. "They went out for a work suddenly and asked me to wait for a while" I smiled sadly. "How's Unnie?" He looked down sadly not knowing what to reply. "Farasha....I'm specially here to meet you...you think me as your brother right?" You nodded feeling scared of what he will say next. "I'm sorry Farasha...I couldn't be a good brother to you nor a good husband... even if our mothers are different but we are the same blood...I couldn't take care of your best friend Farasha...i-i f-failed miserably" he sobbed out loudly still looking down. You already had tears in your eyes ready to shed. "It's okay Oppa it's none of your fault" you hugged him tightly and caressed his back. "I-im sorry my s-sister....she has only few days as doctors said she won't make it for long.....and I'm worried about Jisun...h-he's going to lost a mother" he broke into tears again. "It's okay calm down.... Trust Allah don't question his plannings" you reassured him. "No it's my punishment....I turned away from my deen...I deserve this punishment" he sobbed out loudly in pain and regret. "No Allah can never be angry with his beloved servants..... he's always with us with Unnie... don't worry Unnie is going to better place now where there's no pain" he nodded his head in response. "But what about Jisun? I'm worried for him...you know my lung cancer" you looked away not being able to hear anymore.....
"Farasha I have a last wish from me and from Jia please take care of our son after us....be his guardian please Farasha i-i b-beg y-y-you" he holded your both palms and dropped on his knees begging you. "P-please Oppa don't say that.... of course I will look after my baby" you holded his hands tightly and you both cried so much in each other's arms.......
Your mother was sobbing watching you both from afar. "Don't worry trust Allah's plans honey" your father reassured your mother while he had tears in his own eyes. "I d-do but I can't bear my childrens suffering like t-this" your father hugged your mother while both of their heart clenched in pain.......
