Chapter 2

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Two weeks after their initial meeting, both Zahra and Hisham were once again volunteering at the mosque, this time for a community clean-up project. Zahra was busy organizing cleaning supplies when she felt someone approach. Looking up, she was shocked when saw Hisham standing there.

"Assalamualaikum, Zahra.."

"Waalaikummusalam, Hisham.."

"I didn't expect to see you here again so soon, but I'm not surprised. You seem to always be at these events."

Zahra chuckled and taking the broom from his hand.

"And you? You seem to be everywhere too."

Hisham laughed.

"I suppose we're both drawn to the same places."

As they worked, Hisham nonstop steal a few glances at her, admiring her quiet strength and the focus she placed on her duties. It wasn't just her beauty that intrigued him—though he couldn't deny that she was beautiful—but the way she carried herself with a sense of purpose and inner peace. It reminded him of the values he held dear in his own life.

"Hisham, how did you get involved with the mosque events?"

"My father. He used to bring me to events like these when I was a child. It became a part of my life growing up. After he passed away, I felt it was my responsibility to continue the work he started."

"That's a beautiful way to honor him."

"I try. It keeps me grounded, especially with everything happening in the world. It's easy to get lost in the chaos, but these moments remind me of what's truly important."

"I feel the same way. That's why I'm here so often. Giving back is the one thing that makes me feel like I'm living with purpose."

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"It was nice working with you today, Zahra.. I hope we'll cross paths again soon."

Zahra smiled.

"Insha'Allah, we will.."

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