Impersonating her sister

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Glorify your lord by saying "Subhanallah" 10 times Or just once.
But if you can do more, then by all means do😄
The rewards for these simple azkars are unmeasurable.
Jazakumullahu Khairan ❤️

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Nana had just walked out of her Elder brother's chamber with a glint in her huge brown eyes and a wide grin plastered on her pink lips .
She had finally succeeded in getting hold of Mubarak's number after almost a week of unfruitful struggle.

Mubarak, she thought. He is going to be her pawn in this game she's playing. He is the only person she could think of. He seemed like the perfect guy to handle her sister.

And now that she has the number, all she needs to do is set to work.

A sardonic smile decorated her face.

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Mubarak exited from the the exhausting two hour meeting he just had with some Chinese investors.
It registered in his brain that they had finally closed the deal they've been working on since the past two months making a sigh of relief escape from his lips at the thought of not having much work to do.

He can finally cool off after so much stress and sleepless nights.

His personal phone rang in his pocket as he was heading towards his ginormous office.
He pulled the phone out from the pocket of his crisp grey slacks and drew his brows in confusion at the unknown number that was calling.
Only his family, few friends and very close relatives have this number, and he has all their names saved... So why the sudden call from an unknown number?.
He thought.

He brushed it off and proceeded to push the brown mahogany door to his office open and then floped on one of the posh ash leather couches in there.

He inhaled deeply, feeling the burden of the meeting finally being lifted off his shoulders.

His father has been putting so much pressure on him in making this particular deal a success and Alhamdullilah it did turn out to be great,even though It was extremely exhausting.

He stood up and walked into the bathroom with the intent of performing some Nawafils to thank Allah for the success of the meeting.

He performed ablution in his office toilet and within minutes, he was on his prayer mat prostrating to his lord and glorifying him, expressing his sincere gratitude.
It is always good to thank Allah for one's successes in life.

After he concluded ,he decided to call his dad and deliver the good news.

They spoke for some minutes and ended the call on the note of organizing a grand Family dinner to celebrate for their latest accomplishment.

Just as Mubarak was about to drop the phone and go back to work, which includes signing off some important files, the same unknown number from earlier called, making him grow a bit irritated.

He decided to just pick up the call and know who was pestering him. He accepted the call and kept mute, waiting for the person on the other end to start the conversation.

"Uh hello?" He heard a feminine voice mutter uncertainly.
"Am I speaking to Mubarak El-Marzuq please" the voice asked hesitantly.

He waited for a beat before answering in affirmative.
"Who's this?"He asked in his extremely deep and manly voice making Nana on the other side grin like a maniac. Oh She knows how Najmah doesn't like guys with husky voices, she preferred soft spoken guys like her saif.