𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓: 𝐀 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐐𝐮𝐫'𝐚𝐧

chapter 15

It was morning, and as always ayat was sitting on prayer mat,after completing her prayer she raised her hand and start making dua.

" Ya An-naseer"

(The helper)

She recited Allah's name then continued.....

"I don't know, what's right and what's wrong for me,but you know,....so please do only right to me"

"This situation is new for me, that's why it can be my overthinking but I don't want to think more,i trust you and your plans"

"If you will ever put me in a situation of testing my faith and patience I will prove it to you Allah!"

"I am your servant and just asking for a better life and also a better hereafter"
Soon, she rubbed her hands on her face and looked to her right, where Anaya was also making dua. She smiled, got up, folded her prayer mat, and placed it on the cupboard.

Anaya finished her prayer as well, and while folding her mat, she got up and approached Ayat, blowing some air on her face. Ayat smiled and returned the gesture, taking the prayer mat from Anaya’s hands to keep it in the cupboard.

"You've changed after marriage," Anaya remarked, trying to sound sad. Ayat, who was closing the cupboard, turned around with a frown.

"What? How? I'm not changed at all!" Ayat replied, trailing behind Anaya, who had sat down at her study table.

"Tell me why you think I'm changed, huh?" Ayat asked desperately, and Anaya laughed.

"I was just teasing you, Appi. You're not changed—you are still my sister as always," she said with a smile, picking up her notebook and pen. Ayat smiled back, reassured by her words.

As she went downstairs, she saw Salma standing in the kitchen making breakfast. Ayat came up and hugged her tightly from behind.

"My daughter woke up?" Salma inquired sweetly, and Ayat nodded while watching Salma cut onions.

"Are you making poha?" she exclaimed happily, breaking the hug and coming beside Salma, who nodded.

"I missed your poha, Ammi!" she said, pointing at the dish, and Salma smiled at her.

"But why? Don’t you get poha there?" Salma asked with a smile.

"Yeah, I’ve eaten it, but it doesn’t taste the same as your homemade poha!" Ayat explained, and Salma nodded.

"By the way, how are the people in that house?" Salma asked, her concern evident. Ayat's smile dropped momentarily, but she quickly covered it up.

"Hmm, everyone is so nice, especially Nayla Aunty. She is so sweet, just like you," Ayat replied, smiling.

"And Ashar? How is he with you?" Salma continued to ask, showing genuine concern. Ayat maintained her smile, responding,

"Hmm, he is also good," she said, smiling because Salma was watching her closely.

"Now it's fine; otherwise, I would have been concerned only about this," Salma said, returning to her tasks. Ayat’s smile faded, leaving her with a neutral expression.

"Noor, you woke up, beta?" Aadam asked as he entered the kitchen. She walked over to him, and he blessed her by placing his hand on her head.

"Are you going to madarsa?" Aadam asked, withdrawing his hand. Ayat nodded in response.

"Okay, here, take these sweets and give them to the madarsa, hmm?" Salma said, stepping forward to show her the boxes of sweets placed on the dining table.