Dua Stories

Kabhi kabhi zindagi hum se sab kuch chheen leti hai... apne, bharosa aur muskurahat tak۔ Ayesha sirf 17 saal ki thi jab usne apne walid ko kho diya. Uske baad zindagi ne usey sirf imtihaan hi diye - logon ki baatein, majbooriyan aur tanha raaten۔ Magar wo ladki jo toot sakti thi... usne sabr ko apni taqat bana li۔ Ye kahani hai ek aisi ladki ki jo royi zaroor - magar kabhi Allah se shikwa nahi kiya۔ Ye sirf mohabbat ki kahani nahi... yeh hai khud par yaqeen, Allah par bharosa, aur ek kamzor samjhi jaane wali ladki ke mazboot banne ka safar۔ Jab duniya ne uska haath chhoda - Allah ne usey thaam liya۔ "Sabr ki roshni andheron ko bhi jala deti hai."

While the world sleeps, Sahra wakes up. Burdened by the pressure of KCSE, fear of failure, and the uncertainty of life, she finds refuge in the quiet hours of the night-where a small lamp glows and prayers rise unseen. The Lamp That Never Went Out is an emotional, faith-filled story about a young Muslim girl learning that true success is not written on a certificate, but in the heart that trusts Allah when no one is watching. A story for every student who has cried in silence and prayed in the dark.

They say heartbreak is inevitable in love but Fareeha didn't believe in this phrase because she had a fairytale kinda love that had her gigling and kicking her feet in excitement everytime her lover's name popped up on her phone screen. She had fallen so deeply in love not knowing that everything that falls must break and when the realisation came it was too late. She had already hit the ground and the fall was on her. Now she had gathered pieces of her heart together and what must she do with them if not try to stitch them together.

Mallikat -UL-JAMILA (queen of beauty) is a halal love story built on Tahajjud and sealed with Fil dunya wal akhira A love filled with blessings from Allah and a home surrounded by the mercy and grace of Allah with sujud in the middle of the night. A love that transpired between three individuals but bounded only by 2 souls.

Written After Sabr The Duʿā That Found Her She feared love long before she ever lost it. At twenty-one, Anabia carries the weight of a broken home, a cruel marriage that left scars instead of memories, and a heart that no longer believes in nikah, love, or men. Trust is a language she never learned - and marriage is a word she refuses to hear again. Ayan loved her quietly. For years. He watched her choose someone else. He watched her break. And in the silence of his prayer mat, he begged Allah for the one thing he was never meant to touch. Fate answers his duʿā in ways neither of them expects. Bound by a marriage that begins without love, Anabia builds walls while Ayan chooses patience. He never forces. Never rushes. Never demands. Instead, he becomes what she never had - safety, gentleness, and a faith that holds her together when her past tries to tear her apart. But healing is never simple. Between hidden identities, family secrets, revenge written in shadows, and wounds that refuse to stay buried, their marriage is tested in ways love alone cannot survive. Because some love stories aren't written in passion... They are written after sabr.

Ayla Al‑Thani learned silence early. Not out of weakness, but out of faith. In Doha, she is known, but rarely understood. Emir Kaya lives by discipline, carrying power like armor. Their meeting is brief, meant to be forgotten. But duty remembers. Families decide before hearts speak. A marriage forms without promises. Between cultures and expectations, patience becomes their language. In quiet prayers and shared restraint, love begins to grow - slowly, through dua.

I'm like a Firefly Dancing, taunting the sky Frozen in time Frozen in frost I need fire to keep me alive ~dandeliadrop Text copyright©2019 by dandeliadrop All rights reserved.No parts of this retrieval system may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form by any means without written permission of the author. #1 CHARRED on 14/12/2019 #20 Dua on 23/04/2019

‹‹"El amor llegó para completarlas". Monedad tintineando. El cigarro en tu mano temblando, crepitando; inhalaste hondo después de que el hombre se fuera arrastrando los pies, me miraste con una sonrisa, con el humo escapando por las comisuras. "Lo que me pasa cuando estoy contigo" reíste, volviste a fumar y te besé. Tenía que hacerlo, sellar la promesa del vidente nacido de las sombras, de la jodida esperanza de que significara más para ti. Tus labios eran mi nicotina, la tuya estaba en cajitas azules. Recorriste desde dentro mi cuerpo, entre mis venas, mi sangre hasta llegar a mi cabeza. Sigues ahí.›› Este OS nació por una experiencia personal y un reto, pero más pronto que tarde se volvió un tributo a Never Be The Same de Camila Cabello, ¿o mi experiencia personal se parecía demasiado a Never Be The Same? No importa, lo que sí, es para quién está dedicado este texto: Para mi mejor amiga en línea Nothing1Me, hoy es su cumpleaños y este reto nació gracias a ella, ama este ship y, ¿qué mejor regalo que algo que ella ama? Muchas felicidades, mi amor, estas letras son para ti, espero que las disfrutes. (Por cierto, ella también escribe y es una de las mejores que conozco por estos lares y en general en la vida, les dejo su usuario para que vayan a leerla @Nothing1Me)

Happiness with her beloved mother Yueni berlari dengan senang dan memanggil ibu tercinta ma….ma…ma.. dengan senangnya dia terjatuh di ladang tersebut. Ibu yoeni seorang petani. Ibunya selalu bersusah payah mencari nafkah membiayai sekolah anak tersebut. Ayah tercinta berada disisi Tuhan Yang Maha Kuasa . jadi Ibunyalah sebagai ayah dan ibu dikeluarga tersebut. Ketika yueni terjatuh dia tidak mempedulikan dirinya dia terus berlari dan memanggil ibunya tercinta ma..ma..ma.. dan akhirnya dia menjumpai ibunya tergesa-gesa. “ ada apa nak ? kamu seperti kerasukan setan aja “ kata ibu yueni. Yueni menjawab ibunya “ ma aku lulus SMA , aku sangat senang sekali ” dan akhirnya mereka sangat bahagia dan melanjutkan pekerjaan di lading. Malam pun tiba, bintang-bintang yang begitu indah menghiasi malam tersebut, Yuini tidur di teras rumah dan melihat betapa indahnya Bintang tersebut . ibunya menghapiri nya,” nak, kamu sudah lulus SMA , rencanamu kamu mau kemana, apakah kamu melanjut? Yueni melihat ibunya yang tercinta dia memeluk ibunya dan mengatakan “ aku sayang mama, sebenarnya yueni pengen kuliah mah, tapi.. aku harus memikirkan adik-adik mah, jadi aku memutuskan aku akan pergi merantau dan bekerja keras dan membantu mama menyekolahkan adik-adik” ibunya memeluk Yueni dan minta maaf karna tidak bias kuliah dia selalu menasehati Yueni supaya jangan terjerumus duniawi

In the heart of bustling Lahore, beneath the whispers of tradition and the weight of expectations, lives Rua Rahim -a soft-spoken 19-year-old girl in her 13th year of college. Gentle by nature, sometimes spirited but mostly composed,Rua finds beauty in quiet mornings, verses of poetry, and the warmth of chai in winter air. Her world is simple, filled with dreams of a stable future and the peaceful rhythm of academia. But fate has other plans. Mikhail Azeem-a man cloaked in mystery, power, and shadows. At 28, he moves through the world with the confidence of someone who has seen too much, lost even more, and built an empire from silence and secrets. With wealth running through his veins and danger stitched into his reputation, Mikhail's life couldn't be further from Rua's. Their worlds were never meant to collide. Yet when they do, it's not loud-it's quiet, like the hush before a storm. As love brews between a girl rooted in simplicity and a man carved from chaos, both find themselves entangled in a bond that defies logic, class, and consequence. While Rua brings him sukoon he never knew he needed, Mikhail brings her a glimpse of a world both forbidden and magnetic. But in a love story where purity meets power, and innocence brushes against danger-can two souls so different truly find their way to each other? Or will their love be just another secret hidden in the shadows?

السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته Welcome to my world.

My life may not be exactly going how I planned but it exactly going on how Allah planned... 💖 This is the story of Hamza Rameez Malik and Rabia Abdul Ghaffar. I can assure you that this story is filled with full romance , sadness, fighting, and every type of emotions you will witness. Insha Allah. Join the story of Hamza and Rabia and enjoy to the fullest. Support , read , comment, and share as much as you can. Stay blessed!! Stay turned!!.

Flashback: I looked across to my side leaning my chin on the palm of my hand, my elbow resting on the wooden desk. Faces blurred with my vision concentrating just on her. Her light brown braids fell down her shoulders, her pencil tracing the lines of her rosy soft lips. I leaned further in to see her deep brown eyes flick from the whiteboard to her desk, a strand of her curly hair falling on her forehead, lightly prickling her left eye. I took in her beauty, how can anyone be so beautiful? Her gaze shifted from her desk to face me, her position mimicking mine. Not only was she looking at me, all the faces in the room were staring at me. I raised my brows in a questioning way as she gestured for me to look towards my desk. Smiling, I looked forward, but my expression changed. Laughs filled the room, but only one echoed in my ears, hers. The woman in front of me had one of her hands on her hips, with the other on my ear. As her hold tightened, I rose from my chair. The laughs grew louder as I plead to her, "sorry miss". She let go of my ear and resumed the lesson. I glanced at her, with my puppy dog eyes, as she burst out laughing her melodious laugh. I once again leaned forward, again losing myself in her world. Flashback Ends. A smile spread across my face at the sweet memory.

"in the beginning, God created Heaven and Earth. for what it's worth, i think that he might've created you first."

If you don't like the way I talk, then why am I on your mind?

Kalau bab bercinta ke bab bergosip atau bab berdrama baginya adalah no 1, tetapi kalau bab berkemas bab memasak senang citer memang perkara itulah benda yang terakhir sekali yang dia akan buat,itulah perangai sebenar Tengku Raisha. Harap muka je comel mengalahkan Neelofa lah katanya dan disebabkan itulah yang membuatkan kepala walid dan umminya pening lalat....... Tapi lain dengan hero ini yang selalu menarik mata mata wanita dan menjadi idola ataupun senang kata lelaki idaman wanita...dah lah rajin,hormat orang orang tua dan perempuan dan banyak lagi...itulah sifat Tengku Fattah yang bertubuh tegap mengalahkan Shahrul Ridzwan Walau macam manapun bila sudah di katakan kalau jodoh tak ke mana, memang tak ke mana lah...disebabkan satu pertelingkahan yang memang melukakan hati masing-masing...akhirnya dia menjadi bodyguard kepada si pemalas.... Daripada menjadi seorang bodyguard biasa,akhirnya mengikat tali perhubungan yang sah diantara dua insan tersebut,walaupun hati masing-masing tidak setuju antara satu sama lain. Adakah akan ada satu kuasa magik yang akan memberi kedua duanya kekuatan untuk bertahan?Agaknya macam manalah keadaan hati mereka walaupun masing masing tak mengetahui isi hati yang sudah punya perasaan antara satu sama lain?