Here is a girl who is confident about about all her acts and being, whose presence commands respect, whose aura screams respect, who doesn't take shit from nobody, who doesn't need anyone's help nor pity to survive.... That girl is Maryam Waheeda Ishaq Muhammad Fulbe. But behind the cold curtain lies a past she's dreaded all her life, a past which she has to face and overcome it, a past which brought her walls almost crashing down. Join me as I tell you the untold story of Maryam.

(#32 in spiritual🔥 on 31-01-2018) EDITING. My name is Hayrah Adil. I'm 24 years old and blessed with an adorable baby girl Maya. I've been married to my husband, Abdul-jabbar Marwan for the past four years now and I've never been happier. He treats me like a queen. He made me to forget the bad and tough times I experienced before. He's my knight in shining armor. He's the love of my life. Jabbar really did a lot for me. I came from a poor family. I'm an orphan. My fathered died when I was 15. He left me with only my mom and small brother zayd. Jabbar lost his father too, five years ago. I met Jabbar at the company he worked when I was doing my NYSC program. He kept Chasing me around. Buying food stuff for us. That time I hated him. Overnight Allah changed my feelings towards Jabbar. I love Jabbar so much, not because of his money but for the sake of Allah. His mom and his two junior sisters hate my sight. They hate me with all their hearts. They think I'm here because of his money. I always try my best to impress his mom but she never seem to care. "A poor and filthy brat like you shouldn't be anywhere close to my son" that's what his mom says all the time. She hates me with all her life. That's why she's planning on ruining my marriage with Jabbar. And Insha Allah it will never happen.

She slammed a paper board and pen down his desk feeling so fed up "here!" She yelled He looked up from his laptop "what's this?" He asked calmly The mere sight of his face made her skin crawl.. A face she used to dream of "here. Write down all the profanities that you haven't called me yet and when you are done you can release me from this hell" she spat angrily What was she thinking? Falling in love with this selfish bastard? She knew he would never reciprocate those feelings and she was tired of living in his dead wife's shadow. "What exactly do you mean by release you?" He asked mockingly. He knew she hated being taunted but he couldn't help it. "You know what I mean so stop playing with my feelings!" She shot "i can never measure up to your precious Noor and I am done trying so let me go!" She yelled feeling frustrated. "Just.. Please let me go" she said sounding broken. She spun on her heel and bolted out of the room. ...................................................................................... What happens when you fall in love with a person who is already in love with someone else? What happens when you try so hard to get his attention but he doesn't even see you? What happens when he breaks your heart over and over again? Do you hold on? Or let go?

He grew up in Nigeria She grew up in Saudi Arabia She's an open book He has a closed heart She hates complicated things He doesn't even know what is complicated and what's not. She's a chatterbox and she's fascinated by the fact that he doesn't get mouth odour from his extreme silence. Or is she just too noisy to know that he actually talks too. She accepts reality easily He get confused & depressed then locks his soul just because its hard to accept reality. He lost his loved ones She lost her world But she recovered while he's still finding it hard to recover. They have one thing in common though. They are both doctors. Is he ever going to accept qadr? Will he open up his heart? Will he accept a new love?