Amira sat on her bed crossed legs ,with her books scattered across her bed . Homework and assignments piled up on one another - just the life of a grade 10 student . In the background, she can hear her family - six sisters ,her mother shouting at her naughty babysitter and her dad watching TV. It was loud ,but she was used to it .
Outside, the rain started to fall .The sound of the rain hitting the window and pool made her stop for a moment . Her attention drew to the windows . She then raised her hands and closed her eyes like she did almost every day. She made dua .
"Ya Allah, guide my heart. If he’s meant for me, make him mine. And if he’s bad for me, put good in him and make him mine.”
The rain got a little heavier. She took a deep breath and kept going.
"Ya Allah, melt his heart for me like You melted the iron for Dawood (A.S).
Ya Allah, keep him and his family safe and healthy."
"Ya Allah, I have fallen in love with one of your servants ,do not forbid me of his closeness and bless our relationship permanently with our forever lasting marriage. "
She said these words every day now. It was part of her routine. Without praying for him, it just didn’t feel right.
Zayd wasn't like other boys ,in her eyes, he was a man ,a focused ,kind, and handsome one with dimples and the cutest smile .He wasn’t like the ones who joked around too much or tried to get attention in class. He always stayed to himself, but that only made her notice him more. She didn’t even know if he’d ever looked her way, but her heart kept coming back to him. He is kinda funny tho.
Every time she made dua, her heart ached a little. She didn’t know if he felt the same or even noticed her. But she believed that whatever was meant to be would happen—she just had to trust Allah.
She’d never felt this way before about anyone. She opened her eyes, listening to the rain outside. Her mind should have been on the math test tomorrow, but it was on him.
She heard her mom call from downstairs, “Amira, dinner’s ready!”
Sighing, she closed her books. Tomorrow was another day, another chance to maybe see Zayd in the hallway—or even better, for him to finally notice her.
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Love, sabr and lots of dua
Romance"Love ,sabr and lots of dua " is a heartfelt journey through the ups and downs of young love, seen through the eyes of Amira, a thoughtful 10th grader. She finds herself captivated by Zayd, a charming 12th grader whose kindness and faith inspire her...
