Copyright © 2023 All Rights Reserved. "We plan but indeed, Allah is the best of planners." Umaymah has a lot of things planned in her life, but marrying her childhood friend, Salman, isn't one of them. However, soon after their marriage, life takes a drastic turn for Umaymah, as she experiences trials beyond her imagination, including the loss of a loved and a chance to become a mother. This drastically affects her relationship with loved ones, especially her husband, who also has his own share of challenges. Will Umaymah and Salman anchor each other back to shore, or would they sink in the pit of their problems? #4 in booklover [18-12-2022] #2 in book lover [22-02-2023]

Asiya was cruising through life, totally okay with carrying more weight than she could. Or at least, that's what she wanted everyone to think. Yusuf was cool and supposedly composed, committed to working hard. Or at least, that was the plan until Asiya bumped into him. When they first met as classmates, age and circumstance kept them apart. But when Yusuf spotted Asiya again, almost five years later, he wasted no time confessing his admiration-kicking off a marriage full of trials, insecurities, and other forces determined to tear them apart. Will their faithfulness be enough to conquer it all? - - - - - First Published November 28th 2022. All Rights Reserved © RegretfulSinner 2022. This story is published subject to the condition that it shall not be reproduced or retransmitted in whole or in part, in any manner, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this is a violation of copyright law and punishable by Law. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or by any means. This includes photocopying, recording or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the author's prior written permission.

I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest. "I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness. No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah. •|#1 in Spiritual on February 20th, 2016 // March 26th, 2016 // May 20th, 2016 // June 25th, 2016 // July 3rd, 2016 // July 13th, 2016 // July 28th, 2016 // August 2nd, 2016 // August 13th, 2016 // December 28th, 2016 // January 21st, 2017 // January 27th, 2017 // March 23rd, 2017|• ||1 million reads as of May 12th, 2017|| ||2 million reads as of September 15th, 2018|| ||3 million reads as of July 15th, 2020|| ||A Wattpad Featured Story as of August 11th, 2017|| ||100K votes as of February 20th, 2018||