نکاح Magic of

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Entering her room, she slammed the door behind her and the next moment she did what she had been doing since childhood. She did wudu and placed the prayer mat in the tiny terrace attached to her room to offer salah.

She was sobbing with hiccups and it was becoming difficult for her to breath but she spoke her heart out, as a firm believer, in front of the only one who listens without having ears, sees without having eyes, cares and knows what's going inside the heart and brain without having any. Always. He is Allah ; the one whose the best planner and knows what's best for his creatures. She was also well aware of the above mentioned fact so she let Him, the one and only, decide her fate.

And this creature was totally oblivious of the fact that another pair of eyes were watching her consistently for the past 15 minutes; precisely her fate was watching her.

» Eesha is not a Perfect Muslim but is also not less than a Good one. She prays and fasts. She is not a Hijabi but covers her head with a scarf or dupatta in front of  na mehrams.

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The soothing sound of Azaan reached his ears. Tousling his hair, he instantly stood up from the bed for wudu and went inside the washroom. After taking bath and doing wudu, he came outside the washroom and searched for the prayer mat which he found in one of the drawers of dressing. He was about to call her sister to confirm about Qibla and had almost dialed her number but from the corner of his eyes he sensed as if someone was right opposite to the point where he was standing. Within nano seconds he turned around and through the transparent Windows he witnessed the most beautiful sight in front of him. She was in the state of sujood. Her delicate and fragile figure covered with a long white shawl secured tightly around her head. He watched her for at least 10 sec without even blinking until realization hit him and he took the prayer mat and marched towards the terrace. Examining the direction of her mat he placed his mat and was about start the salah when he noticed that she was sobbing while moving back and forth continuously. Her fair hands positioned to make a dua and a red button nose were the only features visible to him. Stress lines formed on his forehead and he didn't know why but he felt a sudden urge to vanish her pain at any cost so he sent a silent prayer to Allah Almighty to fulfill whatever she was wishing for.

But little did he know that Allah had already said kun on her dua and he himself was the Proof of His kun.

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She was drying her deep brown locks when she heard her name being yelled downstairs by none other than Amna, her cousin. Amna was her secret keeper, partner in crime and much more than a sister to her. She was just an extended version of Eesha. The only difference lies on the fact that she was not shy like her and was blunt, very blunt just like Alizeh, his sister.

Amna barged inside her room and engulfed her in a bone crushing hug saying,

'' I am veryyyy happy for you jaani, khala just told me that you are getting married, OMG my baby boo is finally getting hitched. I can't wait to see you in your bridal attire and I am damn sure....''

She stopped her blabbering on hearing a muffled cry from her side. Stroking her cheek and wiping a lone tear sliding down her cheek, she said...

''Shh... stop crying... take a deep breath and then explain.. shh''

She did what she was told to do and said

''A..amna I am not ready for this at the very moment. I mean mere aage puri zindagi padi hai... mere khwab... mein kya.... Mujhe kuch samajh nahin a rahi''