POV.
Layan was in her room as she was using her phone while listening to some duas and zikrs on her YouTube. She developed this hobby a while ago.
She just switched off her phone after a while looking at the window of her room as she sighed and then got up from the bed towards her room window that showed there cute garden.
She stood there facing the night moon as she stared at its beauty and the stars around it as if to protect him. She smiled softly seeing the breathtaking beauty of the sky created by her RAB. Indeed he made everything perfect yet it wasn't as perfect as him.
Layan smiled softly as moon and star gazing a thing she did with her mother alot. She had started to become less sad at the absence of her mother because she knew that the place she is know is the dream place of every Muslim.
Layan softly started to recite a surah-al-Qamar staring at the moon her mom loved to recite:
ٱقْتَرَبَتِ ٱلسَّاعَةُ وَٱنشَقَّ ٱلْقَمَرُ
The Hour has drawn near and the moon was split ˹in two˺.1
وَإِن يَرَوْا۟ ءَايَةًۭ يُعْرِضُوا۟ وَيَقُولُوا۟ سِحْرٌۭ مُّسْتَمِرٌّۭ
Yet, whenever they see a sign, they turn away,1 saying, "Same old magic!"
وَكَذَّبُوا۟ وَٱتَّبَعُوٓا۟ أَهْوَآءَهُمْ ۚ وَكُلُّ أَمْرٍۢ مُّسْتَقِرٌّۭ
They rejected ˹the truth˺ and followed their own desires—and every matter will be settled—
وَلَقَدْ جَآءَهُم مِّنَ ٱلْأَنۢبَآءِ مَا فِيهِ مُزْدَجَرٌ
even though the stories ˹of destroyed nations˺ that have already come to them are a sufficient deterrent.
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My Precious Moonlight || THV 📔
FanfictionWhen a non Muslim boy fell for a beauty that was hidden and the beloved creation of Allah. That creation was the reason he came back to his right path but their were better plans for both of them maybe their was something else written in their fate...
