"We can't, Nooraz," Hani sobbed, her voice shattered. "We can't give in to this. It's haram, a sin."
Nooraz's face contorted in anguish. "I know, my love. But my heart refuses to listen. It beats for you alone."
"Oh, Nooraz," Hani wailed, "why must...
"Her heart beats with the love of Allah, The one and only, merciful and strong. She whispers His name, with every breath, And seeks His guidance, in every step.
Her soul is lost in the ocean of His grace, Drowning in His love, she finds her place. She searches for Him, in every verse of the Quran, And finds His beauty, in every creation.
Her love for Him, is a flame that burns bright, A love that guides her, through the dark of night. In His light, she finds her way, And in His love, she's forever staying.
Her heart is filled, with His divine grace, And in His love, she finds her sacred space. She's a woman in love, with the God of the universe, And in His love, she's forever in a state of servitude and worship." -Jishu-
THIRD PERSON
Hani woke up with a start, her body trembling. She lay in bed, her heart racing, as she tried to catch her breath.
whispering, What... what just happened?
She looked around her darkened room, trying to shake off the lingering fogginess of sleep. Her mind was still reeling from the vivid images that had filled her dreams.
Breathlessly, That place... it was so real.
She threw off her covers and got out of bed, her legs still shaking. She stumbled to the window and pulled back the curtains, letting the moonlight flood her room.
And him... that man. So handsome, yet old.
She closed her eyes, trying to recall the details of her dream. The man's piercing eyes, his deep voice, his words... what was he trying to tell?
"Why can't I remember?"
She opened her eyes and gazed out the window, her mind still reeling from the mysterious dream.
Then she looked at the watch 3 o'clock, she thought of offering namaz (salah) and made wuzu. She starts reciting Lahaul. "la hawla wala quwwata illa billah" (There is no power and no strength except with Allah).
She stood up on red janamaz (musallah) started offering the namaz. When she finished, she raised her hand to pray.
Her eyes became wet with tears, yet she continued to cry and said in prayer that Allah, you are my Rabb, you are aware of everything, my Rabb, you have shown me the right path, you are great, you are kareem, you are al-wadud. You gave me hidayah hic, hic (sound of crying), Allah I'm grateful for this gift of imaan, and the thing is I don't know what should I do, I don't understand much, what do I do ? "you are running this world". Allah, tell me give the signs I'm waiting for it! keep us muslimah away from sin and show us the path to heaven. Ameen!, summa ameen!
Then she started reading the Quran and was reciting the verses of Surah Al-Ankabut in a beautifull voice.
يَـٰعِبَادِىَ ٱلَّذِينَ ءَامَنُوٓا۟ إِنَّ أَرْضِى وَٰسِعَةٌۭ فَإِيَّـٰىَ فَٱعْبُدُونِ ٥٦ (O My believing servants! My earth is truly spacious, so worship Me ˹alone˺).
(Every soul will taste death, then to Us you will ˹all˺ be returned). Oh my Allah beshak, we will return to you she hissed and continued recitation.
After sometime passing By She felt that someone was sitting close to her but she could not see him. And the mystical fragrance of roses was spread in the entire room. The curtains on the window were shaking even though there was no sign of winds.
She had a slight feeling that whoever was here wanted Hani to know about his whereabouts. Hani decided in her mind that today she will teach this creature a good lesson. There was a feeling in her heart that there should be a day when she should meet a good Jinn. she had controlled her fear, she was already in a lot of tension and this thing came.
Hani said without any hesitation,"I know you are here, and you c'mon come in front of me!"
A slow and deep voice echoes in hani's ears,"Do you really want this? You won't make noise, right?
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