Mafia and Muslimah: A journey to iman

Part:19

Jungkook was standing in the kitchen, his back turned as he cooked breakfast.

Hayat smiled and approached him from behind, wrapping her arms around him in a warm hug.

He turned his head slightly, a soft smile touching his lips.

"Good morning, you’re awake," he said, his voice gentle.

"Good morning," Hayat replied, "What are you cooking?"

"Just a nice breakfast," Jungkook said, stirring a pan on the stove.

He was making scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, and golden-brown pancakes.

The aroma filled the kitchen with a comforting warmth.

Hayat broke the hug and looked at him more closely.

She noticed his eyes were red and swollen, as if he had been crying.

Concerned, she asked, "What’s wrong? Your eyes are so red. Did you cry?"

Jungkook tried to brush it off, shaking his head. "It's nothing, really."

"Don’t lie to me," Hayat said firmly, cupping his face in her hands and searching his eyes.

"I know you’re hiding something. Tell me."

Unable to hold back any longer, Jungkook burst into tears.

He leaned into Hayat’s shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably.

Hayat held him close, her heart breaking for him as she gently caressed his back, whispering soothing words.

"Shhh, it’s okay," she murmured, her voice a comforting balm. "I’m here. Just let it out."

Jeon Ali’s voice was thick with anguish.

“Hayat, I’ve heard countless curses thrown at me because of my past ruthlessness. What if those curses end up affecting you and the life we’ve built together?”

Hayat’s eyes softened with concern.

"We should turn to Allah and pray for mercy, asking Him to place mercy in their hearts.”

Jeon Ali’s lips twisted into a bitter smile. "It’s not that simple. I’ve been branded as Satan himself."

"I hate that comparison more than anything, but the people around me see nothing but darkness."

" They say I’m just like that damned creature, and I fear the implications."

"What if Allah’s forgiveness is something beyond my reach, like it is for Satan?”

Hayat reached out, her hand resting gently on his back, offering comfort.

“Jeon Ali, you’re not Satan. You’re human, with the capacity for change and repentance. Satan’s fate is sealed, but you have been given guidance."

" That’s a profound difference. Allah’s mercy is vast, and He judges each soul individually. Don’t let fear overshadow your faith.”

Tears welled up in Jeon Ali’s eyes as he looked at her, his voice cracking.

“But what if my past is too heavy? What if all I’ve done is unforgivable?”

Hayat’s touch was soothing, her voice firm but gentle.

“Allah’s mercy is greater than we can imagine. He sees the sincerity in your heart, the remorse you carry, and the efforts you make to change."

"No one is beyond redemption as long as they seek forgiveness with a genuine heart."