Hijab is Wat female Muslims put over their dress,it differentiates us from all of the rest,hijab is worn not for Pple to be oppressed bt to show them all how Islam is blessed,it makes men to lower their gaze and always talk to u in a positive way.hijab is one of the signs of Islam,till we talk again Masallam~ Ibraheem Sulieman.
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Chapter Three.
" but can't you just- "
Sighing loudly " for the last time Hasniyah , no . I really can't " Ammah replied getting slightly annoyed " he is really adamant about this " she said more to herself .
The mystery to why Khamrif wants her to soo badly go take care of Fatimah's kids is beyond her understanding . It's not that she wouldn't like to be with the kids , no she would love to .
It's the fact that the only other adult in the house would be Mubarak; a non-mahrem . Ammah certainly didn't like that idea one bit .
Not only did she not like being with a man , she didn't like the feeling of not being protected considering she has had a horrible encounter with one .
When her father had made it clear that when she gets to Nigeria she would be staying at the Mahmoud household she had darted up the stairs to her room replaying each and every memory of each and every psychopathic man .
Hasniyah had come in to hug her friend when she asked " how long have you been crying Ammah ?"
" never , I didn't realise I was until now " she had replied .
Mubarak Mahmoud.
Ammah hadn't spoken to her father about this matter when she got back from the park because she had been Informed of his poor health . So she kept her cool until today when the realization hit her like a ton of bricks , she would be leaving in two days.
Well
Boo
Freaking
