Taehyung's POV
"So much attitude," I thought to myself, feeling slightly amused. She was sharp. "That's weak. Come back when you've practiced some more," she said to me, her tone cool and confident.
I responded calmly, "You're delusional. Blind belief is foolish. Why do you believe in something that has no evidence?"
She didn't hesitate. "Who created you?" Manal asked, her voice unwavering. The question caught me off guard, sending my thoughts into a spiral. Who did create me? I didn't have an answer. "Don't ask me such crazy questions," I finally replied, trying to dismiss it, but the truth was, I was rattled. I'd never seriously considered it before.
She didn't wait for me to respond. "I believe that Allah created me, you, and everyone, and I have no doubt about that whatsoever. The evidence for this is the Qur'an, which is the final revelation from Allah. It is the perfect guide for humanity and contains all the answers to life's biggest questions. In it..."
As she spoke, I found myself deep in thought. I didn't even notice when she finished and left the room. But something about the way she prayed-so peaceful, so focused-it left an impression on me. Her face seemed to glow with a calm that I couldn't understand.
Still lost in thought, I decided to head to the cafeteria.
Manal's POV
I finished my prayer and as I stepped outside, I noticed Namra waiting near the door. She spotted me and smiled, "Did you complete your prayer?"
"Yes, Alhamdulillah," I replied.
"Now, what is this alhm... alham... alhabdallah?" Namra struggled to pronounce it, making me chuckle.
"It's Alhamdulillah," I corrected her gently.
"Teach me, na!" she whined playfully, her cuteness making me smile.
"Okay, repeat after me: Alham..."
"Alham..."
"...dullillah."
"...dullillah."
"Yeah, very good!" I praised her.
"Thanks!" she said, grinning. "Let's go to the cafeteria. I'm really hungry," she added as my stomach growled loudly. We both laughed at the sound.
"Yeah, let's go," she agreed, still smiling.
When we entered the cafeteria, my eyes immediately fell on Taehyung sitting with his friends. Before I could react, Namra grabbed my wrist and started dragging me toward them. I was completely bewildered. What is she thinking? Why are we going over there?
When we reached them, she cheerfully introduced me, "Jungkook, she's my friend."
"Heh, maybe I've met you before," Jungkook said with a small smile.
Taehyung, who had been quietly observing, suddenly spoke up, "Butterfly, have you forgotten her?" His words took me by surprise. *Butterfly?* What does he mean by calling me that? I really wanted to smack him right then.
Jungkook snapped his fingers as if in realization. "Yeah, I remember now."
"Sit na, Manal," Namra urged me. I hesitated, then leaned in close to her and whispered, "What are we doing here?"
She looked at me with a reassuring smile. "I forgot to introduce you. Manal, this is my boyfriend, and Jungkook, this is my friend."
Taehyung's POV
"What's up, Namra? Why didn't you introduce me to your friend? I'm your friend too," I said, teasingly. I noticed Manal's expression shift when I spoke, and I couldn't help but smirk.
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