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I was waken up by my alarm.
"Aargh Madinah can you please switch off your alarm ? " asked my younger sister slightly raising her head from the pillow
" sorry " I mumbled sitting up on my bed and stretching
"Who wakes up at 4:00 am? " she asked pushing her face at into her pillow
"A true devotee of Allah " I said switching my alarm off and heading into the washroom
I quickly said a dua before I entered the washroom and gently closed the door, I wasn't a noisy person I truly despised noise.
I washed my face and took my udhu and slowly left the washroom as expected my sister was already snoring
I quietly chuckled to myself, I wonder how her future husband will handle all her sleep.
I went to my cupboard and took my hijab out along with my prayer mat
I slowly leaned over my bed and switched off the lamp
I walked out of my room , and into the quiet hallway, I passed my brothers room slowly checking on him , as usual sleeping, I don't know why but I always had a tendacy of checking on everyone in the house when I woke up.
I heard into the sitting room and slowly spread my mat on the floor, then started my long prayer
I usually pray at 4:00 a prayer before fajir, our prophet Muhammad ( peace be upon him ) used to pray at the morning hours where most people were asleep.
I finished my prayer and sat there at a state of peace and calmness, I loved that feeling, the feeling of being close to your lord , your Creator.
I heard movements upstairs, my mother was up, I slowly stood up folding my prayer mat into a neat square.
"Madinah , is that you? " I heard my mothers sweet voice
" yes mother it's me " I replied
" why are you always up at this time? " she asked stretching herself
I would usually be in bed by now but I guess she woke up early.
"Prayer mom " I said heading into the kitchen after her
"Oh well why didn't you wake me ? " she said removing the kettle from the cupboards, she was an big fan of praying, I guess that's where I got manners of prayer from.
I smiled at her and hugged her from behind
" because my lovely mother works hard everyday and needs rest " I said giggling
" hush now stop that child " she said chuckling.
We suddenly heard crying, Nadia was up
"I'll go get her " I said smiling at my mother
I went over to the baby room and saw my sister standing up on her baby bed and immediately stopped crying when she saw me
"Maina " she said stretching her hands for me
"Its madinah habibti " I said slowly lifting her up from her bed
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