Impersonating her sister

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Glorify your lord by saying "Subhanallah" 10 times
Jazakumullahu Khairan ❤️

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Najmah stared at the sunrise from her window. The morning breeze kissed her hijab clad face as she enjoyed the singing of the birds while sipping her herbal infusion tea. Her favorite.
It has become a habit for hers to stay up after her morning prayers and watch the sun rise from the horizon,painting the skies in mesmerizing colors.

She appreciates the beauty and the serenity of it all. It also draws her closer to her lord each time she watched the glory of His beautiful creation that never failed to  leave her in awe.

She gulped down the last bit of her tea and stood up from the window seat. She dropped her cute little mug on her study table and took hold of the holy Quran.
She then settled back on the window seat and whispered the words of Allah in the most beautiful voice and qira 'a she could muster.

For Allah SWT has said in the holy Quran
"Beautify the Quran with your voices. (Nasa'i 1015)"

After she concluded the third Surah she's recited so far, she felt her eyes dropping as yawns kept on escaping from her mouth.
so she decided to keep the Quran and catch some sleep.

She closed it and placed it back on its designated cubicle of her shelf, not before kissing it.
Walking back to the window seat, she pulled down the aqua blue curtains and turned off the lights as she took off the hijab, folded it and kept it atop her ash prayer mat. She then flopped on her some what soft bed.
The moment her head hit the fluffy pillow her eyes closed and sleep embraced her within its comforting arms.

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On the other part of the house,Nana has been plotting and replotting her plan.
She wants it to be perfect, devoid of imperfections.
She took hold of her iPhone 11 pro max, staring at the last message she sent Mubarak with a prideful smirk.

It goes;
•good morning my Mubarak . Flowers, smiles and laughter are waiting for you. Rise and shine.

He still hasn't replied her yet.
She remembered how he took hours before he replyed her message yesterday too.
He's probably a very busy person so she doesn't blame him.
She'll wait however long it will take to make him love her.
Because It will all be worth in the end.

She stared at the message one more time before exiting WhatsApp and entering Instagram so she could stalk her saif...The Saif her Idiotic stepsister, Najmah stole from her.

The page loaded for a second before his pictures appeared in sequence. The lastest picture was of him in a light brown kaftan with his hair glistening under the sun. His beard long and shaped and his eyes held a playful glint.

She let out a sigh of longing. She truly loves this man that is hell bent on pursuing her stepsister instead of her.
She stared at his photo with longing in her heart, wishing earnestly he'd love her the way she does him.

Soon Nana....soon
Her conscience assured her.

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Mubarak woke up to the sound of his doorbell resonating round his apartment.
He tried to ignore the noise but it kept on ringing continuously.

He let out an annoyed groan before throwing the duvet that he used to cover up during the night, due to the air conditioner being on full blast.
He got down from his bed and threw his shirt on before groggily jogging down the stairs.
He looked at the time from the black wall clock hung in the long hallway and he could not believe his eyes when he saw the time.
It is just 9:00am in the morning! Who on earth comes this early on a weekend for God sakes.