EBRAHIM'S POV:-
I'm sitting in the masjid after praying fajr, memorizing the next surah. When my boy Rayan comes up to me, I get up to greet him." Salam bro, how are you, man?"
He laughs, "Salam, Alhamdulillah bro.Where've you been? You haven't been coming to the games. All the guys have been waiting for you. You know, for a fact, you carried the team."
This guy man, always try na flatter me, "Nah man. I've just been busy. I uh, actually got my Nikkah done."
"What?! Bro, where's my invite?" He fakes being hurt.
"It was an intimate one just with a couple witnesses, Insha'Allah, you finna come to the big event, you'll get the first invite," I laugh.
"First, you gotta start coming to the games again bro"
"Okay, I'll see, I'll see."
"Good, don't let my sister in law keep you locked up, I know you're a simp."
"Only for you," I punch his arm jokingly. "Nah, astagfirullah, I'm playing." I laugh.
He laughs as he leaves, "Okay, Salam, see you tomorrow, right?"
"Bet.'
Rayan is one of the guys who helped me convert to Islam, him and a couple others from the masjid go play soccer every night which I always used to go to, but I've been busy recently.
I return to my surah. After an hour, I check the time. I should probably head home.
I arrive and quietly open and close the door.I go upstairs to check on Rida. She should definitely be asleep because of the pill. I open the door to see the food finished. That's good. I see her on the bed with her hand in the air, air-drawing something. What?
"Oh my god, Ebrahim, you're back, I was getting lonely," she whines. This is a little odd. She usually isn't this bold, but I like it.
"I was at the masjid, remember." I reply slowly as I walk to the couch in the room.
"You look hot in a thobe," she whispers loudly.I raise an eyebrow.
"You look hot in anything." I smirk. I open the side lamp and realize she isn't wearing her Jilbab, but a t-shirt and sweats. I stare in aww." Definitely hot..."
She walks towards me, and to my absolute surprise, she sits on my lap. I'm utterly shocked, happy, but shocked. She snuggles for a bit. "Let me see your tummy." She tries taking off my shirt, so I help her. "Woah..."she brushes her hand over my abs. This is what working out every day at 6 am. can do. I look at her curiosity face.
"Im hot." She says, struggling to take off her shirt.
She starts touching my lips as I smile and leans in for a kiss. At first, I freeze, but eventually give in. Every cell in my body was yearning for this. I pick her up, and one thing leads to another, and oh my god, I am happier than I have ever been.
Hello readers, I had to put this to make the rest of the book make sense, okay? Don't hate on it so quickly. It's her real life, remember. Any who, any specific suggestions?
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MAFIA AND MUSLIMAH
ФанфикRida Hadid is a muslim girl who lives with her mom and regularly volunteers at her local muslim food bank. One day, the main sponsor of the food bank Kim Ebrahim (aka Kim Taehyung), who is a revert and billionaire, visits the food bank and that is w...
