𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐥 𝐊𝐭𝐡\𝐣𝐤 𝐟𝐟

●𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑 # 4

Tears started coming from Ibrahim's eyes while praying.

For the past three years, he had been in love with this girl, Elif Jahangir, whom he had never seen, touched, or spoken to. But for three years, he had prayed for her to become his only one.

After some time, he got up from his prayer and wiped the tears from his face. That’s when he noticed Talha standing at the door.

"Brother, when did you come?" Ibrahim asked, surprised, while wiping his tears.

"Ibrahim, are you okay?" Talha asked as he came closer to him.

"Yes, brother, I am fine. But why are you asking?" Ibrahim asked, still surprised.

Talha decided not to tell Ibrahim that he had seen him praying. Instead, he said, "Tell me, my dear rabbit, why did you call me home so early?"

"Bro, can I join your office from tomorrow?" Ibrahim asked, speaking very lovingly.

"But why? You're still in university. Why do you want to join the office?" Talha asked, confused.

"Bro, I think I should start handling the office. I feel staying at home is useless. I need to stabilize myself if I want to achieve anything in this world."

"If that's what you want, then come to the office tomorrow after uni."

"Thank you, brother," Ibrahim said, smiling.

"Well, can I ask you something, rabbit?"

"Ask away, brother."

"Is love so powerful that when we don't have it, we pray day and night to find it? Is love really so pure that we can pass years without seeing, touching, or speaking to the one we love?" Talha asked, still confused.

Ibrahim responded with just one word, "Have you ever loved?"

"I don't know about love, but I think I saw something like that today," Talha said, and Ibrahim looked at him carefully.

At the same time, their father, Mr. Ahsan, entered the room.

"What are you two brothers doing? Talha, did you forget you had a meeting today?" Mr. Ahsan said coldly, then left.

"Oh, shoot! How could I forget?" Talha said, frustrated. "I came home because of you, Ibrahim!"

Ibrahim laughed, "I just held your hand for a while, brother!"

"Shut up," Talha replied angrily.

"Shame, brother, shame! You're a Muslim. How are you talking like this?" Ibrahim teased in a sarcastic tone.

"By the way, have you prayed, brother?" Ibrahim asked again to annoy him.

"You don't know what kind of lord I do not obey, so why should I pray?" Talha said casually.

"What do you mean, brother? You're a Muslim. How can you forget your Lord?"

"Stop calling me a Muslim over and over again. I'm just Korean and a successful businessman."

"Look, brother, you'll regret this one day. You'll definitely walk on the right path."

"That day will never come," Talha said and left for the office.

"One day, brother, you will walk the right path, Inshallah," Ibrahim said to himself as Talha walked away.

Ezzah's POV:

I entered the room again after preparing the food and saw Elif reciting the Holy Qur'an. As soon as I saw her, I whispered, "Masha'Allah."

After a while, Elif finished reciting, placed the Holy Qur'an back in its place, and came to sit next to me.