Road To Jannah

Chapter 8

"Choose friends whom you are ashamed to sin in front of instead of friends you are hesitant to worship Allah for the fear of their criticism."

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"How do you always end up taking these things when you can't do it all by yourself?" Sidra, Rida's best friend stated as they sat on the bare cold floor working on something together.

"I am not good at saying no." Rida said scrunching her hairs in disappointment.

"Next time I'll talk to her and say a clear no." Sidra chided as she held a paper to cut some flowers from it.

"Nooo." Rida protested as she sighed "she's a sweetheart beside the thing that I don't like this work of hers."

"Okay then, I am not going to help you next time." Sidra said coldly which made Rida feel helpless for the next time she would have to do this all alone.

There was a neighbour of hers who was an event manager and sometimes she had less hours with more number of works and so she used to ask Rida for help which was okay during the first and second time but when she asked again and again, Rida felt tired of it but nevertheless she couldn't say no despite of her dire willingness.

As Rida and Sidra discussed about the headache, Hana came with a tray full of junk food for the night over of girls at the house and as she saw the two girls working on the floor, she sat keeping the tray beside them.

"May Allah subhana wa ta'ala bless you people immensely for helping the poor soul." Prayed Hana that hit Rida as the cool breeze gently came along at the same time. Rida had this habit which could be labeled bad as well as good that she was easy going and would go along whatever people said. If she's in the company of good then she'll be all good but to her bad, she would sway away with the bad people too. Nevertheless she always tries to be a good muslimah but sometimes would end up disappointing herself by disappointing her lord.

"Appi I don't want to do more, I am tired of doing these."

"Why? Help people when you find yourself in a situation to help others. Help! Because you know how it feels to be helpless. Allah loves when a brother in faith helps the other and don't forget that it counts when you do good even if it carries a weight of an atom."

"Hmm you're so right appi. Whenever I meet you, you always end up giving me positive vibes." Sidra chirped and Rida nodded her head as she held herself guilty of those previous words she uttered.

People aren't bad, it's just the shaytan who tricks them often to be pessimist towards small situations leading them to the bigger one, all it takes a good a companion to turn them towards Allah. Oh how wonderful is the company of such believers.

"Did I miss something?" Iqra's head popped up from behind the door as she walked in with a glow as she saw the tray full of snacks and sat while picking up a sour candy and greeting her Salam.

"Did you ask khalu for staying here?" interrogated Hana as an elder sister to which Iqra shook her head.

Iqra was their first cousin as well as neighbour and so they shared a bond which was more than a cousin, more than a neighbour. Iqra was an year younger than Rida and as they shared almost the same age level, they were more than friends.

"I swear I was about to have a heart attack as I was coming here and the street light blinked. The first time it blinked, I started walking fast but as soon as it blinked the second time I came running like I've been running to win a marathon at the international level." Iqra said with a slight horrific face which made all the others amused.

" I think the jinn was following you." Sidra said biting her lips in horror to which Iqra's eyes grew wider.

"Iqra you shouldn't have come here, we're all in danger now." Rida said as she gazed up her eyes from Iqra's face towards the door while the door opened with a creak sound.