Habibi And Love

Episode 5

"Arrange me a flat in leyton in five minutes just next to my religious chick's house" Ibrahim ordered as he signalled the girl to get out.. " And send these beautiful pictures of MY religious chick to me"
"Yes sir" the girl obeyed him as she send the pictures to Ibrahim's phone and left the room with her things.
"Oh my religious chick.. You are only mine and only mine! The day isn't far when I will have you and we will have some fun.. no no a great amount of fun together bot just some" Ibrahim Laughed devilishly.
The very next day:
Ibrahim was driving his car as he was alone and going to his house as he was playing some songs in his car.. Then he started to think and unknowingly he was talking to himself through the loud music inside of his car....
"Who doesn't even own a phone nowadays!? She is an adult still her mother is bossing over her like as if she is some kind of minor baby or something!! But wait! Why am I thinking so much?! She is just gonna be used and thrown off like other girls so why the hell I am thinking so much?!" Ibrahim asked himself in confusion.. "But she is very religious and by looking at her background.. She won't be easy to get" Ibrahim suddenly smirked as he thought to himself-
"Ibrahim Khan loves challenges my religious chick and I would love to complete my challenge!"
Ibrahim arrived at his house where he saw his everything was packed as it was clear his care taking staffs arranged everything for him to departure and shifting. So that's mean Ibrahim is shifting. Shifting to Leyton where Haniya lives and his apartment is just next to Haniya's apartment and Ibrahim got to know that the apartment were so close that Haniya's window and Ibrahim's window were facing each other. Ibrahim sat on his couch throwing his head back on the headrest of the couch as he lighted up his cigarette and inhaled the cigarette.. closing his eyes the only thing he could imagine or see wasn't a black background but Haniya's face. The way her eyes lifted up in an eye smile under the niqab. It was clear she was smiling under the niqab. Her without niqab picture was alive in his mind.
"Ugh!!!" Ibrahim crouched down and was holding his thighs tight as his male organs were reacting rapidly and his inner hormones were fighting with each other to maintain a healthy body temperature and balance. As Ibrahim went to take a shower and opened the shower as cold water poured on his body. He closed his eyes again to feel the cold water against his body but slowly his lips curled into a smile as he thought to himself-
"Oh My religious chick! One day you will be just with me under this shower and I will have you all to mine!" Ibrahim smiled devilish as he continued his bath...

Meanwhile Haniya:
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"Halima..." Haniya was searching for Halima all over the house. Halima took Haniya's one and only tasbeeh which Haniya is using for years now. "Halima!" Haniya was getting anxious because if this tasbeeh gets missing her mother will be very angry. Haniya's mother is very miser these days because of their financial downfall so in this mean time anything about money or things just triggers her.
"Halima!" As Haniya caught Halima and took her tasbeeh from her. " Alhamdulillah" (means "All praises to Allah") " Halima Why are you always taking my tasbeeh hmm?" Haniya confronted Halima..
"Sorry apy but your things are my favourite to use so.." Halima looked down in shame as her face made Haniya feel sad and guilty.
Haniya cupped Halima's face as she knelt down and connected their foreheads. Haniya softly said-
"Oh my angel I am sorry but you know right this is the only tasbeeh apy have.. If this gets broken mom will get upset. I promise I will get you one" Haniya kissed Halima's forehead as Halima giggled in happiness. Then Haniya's mother Ayesha called Halima downstairs as Halima went down. (Haniya's house is duplex. It has four room including a living room and a kitchen. The living room has an extra bathroom.) Haniya went to her room as it was maghrib prayer time. She did her ablution(wudhu) and stood on her prayer mat. As she raised her hands for takbir suddenly her heart started to race in a rapid speed making her impossible to breathe. Haniya started to feel a little dizzy because of her rapid speed of heart beating. She finished her farz rakat of maghrib as she started panting trying to catch her breath-
" Ya rab! Why am I feeling like this? Is something bad gonna happen..? No no Haniya think positive.." Haniya closed her eyes as she recited Ayat-ul-Kursi...
In Arabic:
اللَّهُ لاَ إِلَهَ إِلاَّ هُوَ الْحَيُّ الْقَيُّومُ لاَ تَأْخُذُهُ سِنَةٌ وَلاَ نَوْمٌ لَهُ مَا فِي السَّمَاوَاتِ وَمَا فِي الأَرْضِ مَنْ ذَا الَّذِي يَشْفَعُ عِنْدَهُ إِلاَّ بِإِذْنِهِ يَعْلَمُ مَا بَيْنَ أَيْدِيهِمْ وَمَا خَلْفَهُمْ وَلاَ يُحِيطُونَ بِشَيْءٍ مِنْ عِلْمِهِ إِلاَّ بِمَا شَاءَ وَسِعَ كُرْسِيُّهُ السَّمَاواتِ وَالأَرْضَ وَلاَ يَئُودُهُ حِفْظُهُمَا وَهُوَ الْعَلِيُّ الْعَظِيمُ
TRANSLITERATION:
Allahu laaa ilaaha illaa huwal haiyul qai-yoom
laa taakhuzuhoo sinatunw wa laa nawm; lahoo maa fissamaawaati wa maa fil ard
man zallazee yashfa'u indahooo illaa be iznih
ya'lamu maa baina aideehim wa maa khalfahum
wa laa yuheetoona beshai 'immin 'ilmihee illa be maa shaaaa
wasi'a kursiyyuhus samaa waati wal arda wa la ya'ooduho hifzuhumaa
wa huwal aliyyul 'azeem
ENGLISH TRANSLATION:
Allah – there is no deity except Him, the Ever-Living, the Sustainer of [all] existence.
Neither drowsiness overtakes Him nor sleep.
To Him belongs whatever is in the heavens and whatever is on the earth.
Who is it that can intercede with Him except by His permission?
He knows what is [presently] before them and what will be after them, and they encompass not a thing of His knowledge except for what He wills.
His Kursi extends over the heavens and the earth, and their preservation tires Him not.
And He is the Most High, the Most Great.

Haniya stood up again as she tried to calm her heart and did her 2 rakat sunnah salah... The she sat on the prayer mat and recited "Ya muiju" 41 times. The 3 kul's 3 times and again Ayat-ul-kursi.  Then she caressed her heart and prayed to Allah..
" Ya rab. You are the one who can give respect to anyone whom you will to give. You are the only one who can disrespect anyone whom you will to give. You are the most merciful. No one is your comparison. You are one and only. Ya rab..(Haniya broke into tears) Ya rab.... You are the one who can help us in our miserable time. Ya rab( Haniya was sobbing softly) Ya rab you have many righteous souls and peoples in this duniya.. But I have only one rab and that is you.. Ya rab have mercy on me and my family and forgive us. We are sinful but you are the most merciful." Haniya was getting overwhelmed and her sobs were getting louder. Suddenly Haniya's mother shouted from downstairs as Haniya stoped her prayers quickly and stood up folding the prayer mat and went to bathroom for a quick face wash and came out of the bathroom. She wiped her face to dry and looked at the mirror pulled out a smile as she took of her Abaya which she was wearing for the prayer. She was wearing a long dress as she was wearing t-shirt underneath the abaya. Haniya's mother ayesha never liked a simple short dress with pyjama's let alone a T-shirt with a pyjama. Haniya always tried to make her mother understand that it is alright unless she is going out wearing these and unless she is not wearing these in-front of non mahrams but Haniya's mother was always against it and she believed some old mythology of her elders that these are haram when it is not.. Well after that Haniya never wore these in-front of her mother or only wear them when her Father Abdullah is at home because Abdullah always acts upon those which are based on hadith and sunnah and not some old mythologies. Abdullah never let Ayesh to scold Haniya for anything and Abdullah always made sure the girls are learning the right lessons of islam not the fabrications. But Abdullah could never made Ayesha understand his words so at some points he just let go of teaching her and started to taught his Two daughters to be a better muslim.
Present time:
Haniya came down to kitchen where her mother was calling her. She stood in-front of her looking down as her mother was looking serious. Ayesha(Haniya's mother) spoke-
"There is a new neighbour in our neighbourhood. The house of our houses right side." Haniya nodded as Ayesha spoke further..
"So tomorrow make some cookies for our neighbour and you will go with Halima to give them to our new neighbour AND!" Ayesha stopped for a while as her stern voice turned more serious "Don't make any excuses to not to go there as I won't be gentle then!"
Haniya nodded as she knew what her mother was indicating. Haniya never liked to go out and welcome the neighbours like this as there could be men and Haniya always wanted to keep her respectful distance from the men.
"Ok mom.. I won't."
"Good. And one more thing.. when are you gonna go to flower shop hmm?"
"Which shop you are talking about mom?" Haniya asked in confusion..
" WHAT DO YOU MEAN?" Ayesha suddenly snapped out.. "The shop of my friend.. Didn't I told you to go there and take care of the shop and work there? She has gifted me that shop but I have my own work to do ( Ayesha works as a teacher in her own madrasah) You are gonna do that work for us."
"But mom what about my university then?" Haniya became nervous as her heart was racing by many negative thoughts and feelings...
"It is up to you... Hire someone as a part time worker then. Listen Haniya.. You have to control that shop all by yourself.. That is your responsibility now. I don't know how you will do it but do it all by yourself and earn money as an independent woman and try to be a little useful to your father! Being so useless and just stay at home like idle is not helping us in anyway.. I wonder why your father is spending so much money for your studies! If he agreed with me and married you of the money would be so useful to us!!! But no!!! Who cares what I think or say right?!"
Haniya was getting hurt inside while listening to her mother's harsh words but all she could do was looking down. As Halima entered the kitchen with a empty mug Haniya wiped of her tears quickly which were poring for her mother's harsh words and smiled to Halima. Haniya's mother smiled at Halima as she started to speak with Halima and gave Haniya her signature eye warning to keep the conversation secret and not to dare to tell these to her father as Haniya nodded.
*************************************************Jazak Allahu Khair..
Have a blessed day my beautiful peoples
Asslamualaikum ✨💖