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Some may call it fate
Some may call it destiny
Some may call it Karma
I say it were meant to be
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The trees swayed and danced in the beautiful melody of the winds as 6 little kids stared at them
"what do you think causes it?" asked the only girl in the group, who had her hair in a messy bun and looked mo more than 10 but adorable
"The wind of course" answered a young boy of around 3 smiling cheekily
"What causes the winds, Bayah?" she turned to a boy of around 13, who was staring at the window rather than the scene infront of him
"Its all up to Allah, Zahi. Allah orders Angel Mikael (A.S) to let it be windy and it occurs" he replied, smiling at his little sister while the other siblings stared at him in awe
He was their hero even though he did not know it
"So Bayah, does Allah fulfill our wishes when we want it?" asked one of the twins and Zaik smiled at him
"Of course Zaidan. But for that, you need to be a good boy" he replied and Zaidan turned to his twin/ exact looking brother with wide eyes
"Hear that Suhaim! If we are good, maybe we can get new cars!" he said and Suhaim nodded, grinning at his brothers and sister
The youngest of them crawled to Zaik and set in his lap
"So bayah, will it rain today?" he asked Zaik, looking up to him and then outside to the gloomy weather
"Look around you Sumair, do you think it will?" asked Zaik, rocking him back and forth and Sumair nodded smiling at him
"Yesh" he replied and just then Zaik was hit with another idea
He turned to a boy, few years younger than him and grinned
"Remember the song that we used to sing with chachu?" he asked and the boy nodded smiling slightly
"It was a nasheed!" corrected Zahi, sitting up straight and preparing to join her brothers
Zaik nodded
"Hit it Sohayll" said Zaik and the boy, Sohayll nodded before starting the verse
"I hear the flowers kinda crying out loud
The breeze are sounding sad
Oh no
Tell me when did we become so cold and empty inside...?
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The Billionaire and The Hijabi
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