Mafia and Muslimah: A journey to iman

part:17

Taehyung stepped outside and let the cool morning air clear his thoughts. After a restful sleep, he felt a renewed sense of clarity. Determined, he made his way to Mr. Khalid’s office.

As he entered, Mr. Khalid was sipping water. Noticing Taehyung’s serious demeanor, he asked, "What can I do for you?"

With a deep breath, Taehyung replied, "I want to embrace Islam."

Mr. Khalid, surprised, choked on his water. "What did you say?"

"I want to embrace Islam," Taehyung repeated, his voice steady despite the gravity of his decision.

Mr. Khalid set his glass down, his expression shifting from shock to concern. "This isn’t a game. It’s a serious commitment. Think carefully."

Taehyung nodded. "I respect this religion deeply, and I want to accept it."

Mr. Khalid regarded him for a moment before nodding in understanding. "Alright. Let’s begin."

"Thank you," Taehyung said. "So, when are you making me Muslim? I want to recite the Kalma."

Taehyung took his seat on the sofa as Mr. Khalid began to guide him through the recitation of the Kalma.

Despite the air conditioner working efficiently, Taehyung’s forehead was soon covered in sweat, and his shirt was drenched through.

Mr. Khalid noticed his discomfort and asked, "Are you alright?"

Taehyung, smiling through his sweat, nodded in affirmation. "Yes, I’m fine."

With Mr. Khalid’s guidance, Taehyung continued to recite the Kalma, his voice steady and filled with conviction.

After completing the recitation, Taehyung performed Sajda Shukr, expressing gratitude for the guidance and the new path he was embracing.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Mr. Khalid hugged him warmly and said, "Congratulations, Taehyung. Welcome to Islam."

Taehyung’s heart swelled with joy and relief, knowing that this significant step was just the beginning of a new and meaningful journey in his life.

Umer walked into the mosque and saw Jungkook diligently learning how to recite the Quran.

He took a seat quietly on the side, watching as Jungkook practiced.

After finishing, Jungkook turned around and spotted Umer.

With a warm smile, Jungkook approached Umer and hugged him. "Assalamu Alaikum ! I didn’t expect to see you here."

Umer returned the hug and said, "Walaikum Assalam ! I brought some food for you."

Jungkook’s smile faltered slightly as he replied, "I’ve already had the food provided here at the mosque."

Umer’s face fell, disappointment evident. He nodded, trying to hide his letdown.

Noticing Umer’s reaction, Jungkook's smile grew as he placed a reassuring hand on Umer's shoulder.

"But," Jungkook added, "I suddenly have an urge to share another meal with my little brother."

Umer's face brightened as he looked at Jungkook. "You really consider me your brother?"

Jungkook nodded, his eyes sincere. "Of course. In Islam, every Muslim is a brother to another."

As Umer and Jungkook were talking, Umer’s phone suddenly rang. He answered the call, but his expression quickly grew dull.

From the other end, he heard something that made him respond, "I don’t have that much money. How am I supposed to pay?"

The voice on the other end continued speaking, and then the call was abruptly cut off. Umer said, "Hello? Hello?" but there was no response.