Here we go again. This time, I'm telling you, Farhana looks ready to pounce on me.
I smirked. She's not going to get me, I thought to myself. Never did, and never will.
I had lifted my jubah a little, ready for a sprint.
Ready.
Set.
RUN- my thoughts were interrupted by a harsh tap on the shoulder. I swiftly turned around, finding myself face to face with...
...Firdaus.
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Teen FictionDiyyana Anisa never had any interest to know about her deen, but things take a turn when she is forced to pursue her studies in an Islamic school. There, she tussles to battle over conflicts with her feelings, emotions and her main antagonist – her...
