Well, this is the last chapter so here you guys go. Enjoy.
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"Guys I'm really sorry." Hashim says sadly and of course we have to forgive him sooner or later so why not now?
"It's okay. Just give us some time." Theye sighs, And we all chorus it's okay.
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FIVE YEARS LATER
"I know right! Manahil, hurry up, it's school!" I wake her up again and she sighs, getting up. Abdullah tickles Our son, Dawood. He's three and Manahil is around six.
"Hahaha, baba, stop stop." Dawood mutters, his baby accent so clear and cute that I rush to kiss his cheeks and he reaches up, and I pick him up lightly.
"Mama" he softly sings, cuddling closer into my chest.
"Baby, " I softly sing back, and he looks at me and chuckles, playing with my lips.
He slips out of my Arms and runs to Abduallah forcing him to put on Tom and Jerry.
I love my family, and hashim is forgiven officially, and it turns out Zara is not too bad, but my goal is to make her better.
This is my story, a Muslimah's story.
... THE END
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A Muslimah's Story {EDITING}
EspiritualIqra Mumin is in her last year of university. After her mom's tragic accident a couple of years ago, her mum has become weak and tired. Iqra helped her mom so much and now the most hottest guy with the best personality ever has proposed to her. ...
