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Irfam POV
I have never dreamt a once of marrying someone I don't know, someone I have never met before. I don't know what the hell is wrong with Hajjo, what matter's her with my life that she had to select me a spouse. Mtsww!
"Irfam are you done? You know the Nikkah is gonna be done few minutes later" Faruq my best friend loudly said from my room, then I realized I was in the bathroom.
I tied my towel and exit from the bathroom, I rushed to my closet to wear on my blue jompa and babban Riga decorated with Navy blue zubi, and completed the look with Navy blue turban cap.
"Irfam what's wrong with you? How many times did you want me to keep telling you that I hate African time, mtsww, Abokanayen ango (groom's friends) had all left now and you are busy doing God knows what" Faruq scolded.
"C'mon jarre! Stop acting bossy please, it doesn't fit you at all" I said as I exits from the closet.
"Whatever! Cmon let's go"
**After the nikkah was done**
Jasrah POV
"Jasrah habibty! Wipe this tears please you don't have to cry, what you have to do is to pray two raka'at of nawafil and thank Almighty Allah for granting you the opportunity witnessing this day" Maamah said as she use her palm to wipe my tears off.
I hugged her tightly and left my hot tears scroll peacefully on my cheeks, my aching heart beats frequently making my heavy burning head pains sarcastically.
I raised my head to look into my maamah's eyes " Maamah why did Uncle Sani hate me that much? Just because he is my uncle, so he gets me married to whoever he wills to? I'm sure if my daddy will be alive now, he would never let uncle Sani to forcefully married me to his choice. please Maamah do something to rescue me, please! " I said as the sound of my sob filled the room.
"Haba Jasrah sai kace ba musulma ba baza ki iya rungumar kaddara ba (oh Jasrah aren't u muslima, you can't embrace destiny?) That's how Allah planned for you, Remember this Qur'an verse
" kutiba alaikumul kitalu wahuwa kurhun lakum, wa asa antakrahu shai an wahuwa khairun lakum, wa asa antuhibbu shai an wahuwa sharrun lakum wallahu ya'alamu wa antum la ta'alaum."
Trust Allah Jasrah, He will wipe up your tears He will never hurt u, take this marriage as a test from Allah Almighty, He did it to test your Iman, He knows what's good for u, He heard your prayers, try to be a good servant to Allah, obedient daughter to me, loyal wife to your husband and a role model to your future children.
Keep away the depression, anxiety and all sort of your heart deprivation.
Be a good wife Jasrah, don't let a third party into your marital life, always keep your secrets, no matter how your husband is, embrace him and stay with him,
Always try your possible best to make him happy,
Always be the reason behind his smiles and laughter,
I heard that he is also an orphan like you, he lost both his parents, so try hard to make him forget the parental love that he lost.
Be there for him at anytime he needs, withstand him, support him and show him the maximum kind of love and care.
Then 'SABR" patience! Always be patience jasrah, never shout back to your husband whenever he is angry.
Allah witnessed that I have gave you all kind of tarbiyyah that Islam provided.
I'm done with mine Jasrah, Almighty witnessed that I stand as both fatherly and motherly figure to you jasrah, I gave u the most standard up bring it remains for you now, either to follow the turba or not.
So finally! may Almighty bless your marriage and make you the happiest couple ever" Maamah ended with a smile and sobbing face.
I felt the urge of crying more but my throat dried and my tear glands were empty.
I then headed to the washroom, took my ablution and spread my praying mat,
I prayed 12 raka'at and opened my heart to Al wadud, as I raised my hands up and kept my gaze on the ceiling, I prayed for everything and cried to Allah till no more tears remaining in my tear glands.
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"Wow! Mrs Irfam you look absolutely gorgeous!" Ameerah my cousin teased.
Wait what did she just said 'Mrs Irfam' my Almighty! But the name sound...fantastic, though Unfamiliar.
Hi my popcorns!!!
How was the first chappy? 'boring' right?
U know am just a beginner,
Bear with me pls.
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The Hidden Savior
Non-FictionThis book is about a man who is encircled by his enemies but was blessed with a wife who privately secure him from their traps and unfortunately she gets nothing from her husband but depression and agony... Read more from the book.
