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"Or do you think that you will enter Paradise while such (trial) has not yet come to you as came to those who passed on before you?.... They were touched by poverty and hardship and were shaken until (even their) messenger and those who believed with him said.....'When is the help of Allah?Unquestionably, the help of Allah is near!". (2:214)
She stopped while reciting these verses of Quran, her deep black eyes wandered over the prayer rug, she was sitting on, after the fajr salaah. Though she was a hafiz e Quran but she was unable to understand the meaning of this verse, and this happened every time she read the translation. She felt something that could not be explained, every time her heart beat started to accelerate without conveying her a reason, maybe that was her low intellect that could not perceive such a rich verse or maybe it was........fear! But fear?? Fear of what?? This was where she always stuck. She sighed with dismay and closed the Holy book, maybe it was not the right time for her to just get it.
"Hareem!!", her mother, amna called her from downstairs, she too, woke up every day at the time of fajr.
"Come down beta, if you have offered your prayer", she got up and wrapped the praying mat, and went downstairs, where her mom was waiting for her to come down and help her in the kitchen, as it was sunday and she was not gonna go to her university.
This 21 year old girl, had a very pretty face, with milky complexion, soft features and baby-like pink permanent blush on her cheeks. She was in her first year of M.Sc Mathematics in Islamabad and had every habit and manner that was desired for a 'good' girl of her age, to have. She was very pious, religious, obedient, loving, intelligent and cooperative person, she used to cover her head with hijab and her delicate body with a huge shawl. To her, the family was the whole world. Besides, she was a very sincere friend. She, was the only child of her parents, so she was loved and received every bit of attention, since childhood, but never misused it. She was recently engaged with her cousin Omar, who was the son of his father's elder and only brother and sibling. Omar was a good-looking person with all the best traits like her. He was 5 years older than Hareem, and was working in his father's firm. His family, like Hareem's, was quite well-off.
"Yes mom, you called for me?", she addressed her mom in her calm and low voice.
"Yes my darling, today we have a lot of work to do which is already getting on my nerves."
Her mother looked worried. Today Omar and his family were coming to her place to decide the final marriage date of hareem and omar. She Instantly blushed as she recalled. She was not head over heels in love with omar, but as it was his parents' decision, he liked him. Like every other girl of her age, she felt butterflies in her stomach on hearing her fiancé's name.
"Don't worry mom i'll manage the whole task myself, you just relax." she patted her mom's cheek with love.
Her mom gave a motherly smile and kissed her clear forhead.
"I wish to see you really happy in your married life, may you never undergo any trial or test of life my sweetheart" her mom's eyes became wet.
hareem smiled and headed to the kitchen.
"So, the princess has already taken her throne, this early." Ibad entered with a newspaper in hand and a bright smile on his face.
Hareem turned to look at him, smiled and resumed her dish washing, "Yup, this throne is my favorite place."
Ibad smiled and looked at her deeply without saying anything for a while then said, "who would then be doing this once move away from us."
Her hand stilled for a while, she knew her father had tears in his eyes. She washed her hands in the basin, walked towards him, smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, "I am not gonna leave my throne that easily, so stop worrying about it okay?" he smiled too, "now read me some newspaper headlines while i make a happy tea for you." She beamed and turned back towards the kitchen counter while he started reading the headlines.
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LATER THAT DAY,
"So it's final, the marriage ceremony is going to take place right after a month Insha Allah". Omar's father patted hareem's head, with affection, as they finalized the date of their marriage. Hareem hid a charming little smile, while looking down on the floor. Omar looked up at Hareem, who was still gazing at the floor, he was happy.
Hareem's father Ibad, hugged omar's father, rehan, and her mom stood up and distributed the sweet among the people sitting in the drawing room, with extreme delight on her face, omar's mom, naila stood up and embraced her . There was a wave of happiness flooding everyone's heart at that moment. Everyone there was happy, for a delightful moment was about to come in the lives of their children. This relation was decided in their childhood, the parents waited only for their children to become mature enough to start their new lives, which they now were. Omar and Hareem sat in silence, celebrating within, and thinking of the happy days, that were not so far.
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