Historias de Hidayah

They were never meant to cross paths-at least, not in any way that mattered. He carried his anger like armour, sharp enough to cut anyone who came too close. She held her faith like a quiet promise, even when she didn't yet know how deeply she needed it. From the moment they met, conflict sparked between them: harsh words, clashing beliefs, and a silent competition neither wanted to acknowledge. They were opposites in every way that counted, bound by circumstances they couldn't quite escape. But life has a way of softening hard edges. As days turned into weeks, something shifted. The arguments didn't stop, but beneath them grew an unexpected understanding. A shared vulnerability. A longing neither dared to name. And as he began searching for peace-real peace-he found himself drawn toward the faith he had once ignored. Their story is one of yearning and restraint of painful mistakes and the courage it takes to forgive. This is not a love born from perfection, but one forged slowly, gently, in the spaces where two wounded hearts learn to heal. It began with conflict. It grew with patience. And somewhere along the way, enemies became something far more complicated. "𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒓; 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆" ___________ [This story is completely fiction. Do NOT take it your hearts or hate on it. It's completely based on the author's imagination. Think before ruining someone's hard work!] ___________ Alas! Meet ya'll in the story!

Nikmat yang mana hendak kamu dustakan

"Mana janji kau dengan Allah masa kau sakit dulu?" Sarah sudah pun bertunang dengan Rafie, calon suami pilihan ibu bapanya. Dia tidak membantah akan permintaan mereka kerana percaya bahawa pilihan ibu bapanya merupakan yang terbaik untuk dirinya. Namun, dia mendapati bahawa Rafie bukanlah seorang lelaki yang baik dan kuat imannya. Dapatkah dia mengubah Rafie sebelum tarikh perkahwinan mereka? Atau mungkinkah Sarah akan melawani permintaan ibu bapanya itu dan mendapatkan calon suami yang lebih baik dari Rafie?

"Kata apa yang membekas di ingatanmu, Ra?" "Ra?" "Ra?" "Ra?" Ara terdiam, datar, wajahnya tanpa ekspresi. Ia mendengar, namun pikirannya mencoba menemukan jawaban. Terlalu sulit bagi seorang Tiara Kinanti memilih kata-kata yang membekas di benaknya. Pekerjaannya sebagai Master of Ceremony sebenarnya banyak mendapat kata-kata positif dari orang-orang besar. Namun siapa sangka, melalui Kata-kata pula Ara dihantui bayang-bayang ketakutan kebencian, dan keputusasaan selama bertahun-tahun. Ia pun menjadikan pekerjaan sebagai pelarian. Namun pekerjaan itu tak banyak membantu. Ia justru menjadi penikmat narkoba dan pengunjung setia klub malam. "Bagaimana denganmu? Apa kata yang membekas di ingatamu?", tanya Ara mengalihkan pembicaraan. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sedikit spoiler***** Cerita ini saya ambil dari kejadian-kejadian di sekitar kita yang tak jarang membuat kita lalai dan enggan mengamati. Dari mulai bagaimana kita memandang seseorang yang kurang beruntung seperti pecandu narkoba dan pengunjung klub malam atau kehidupan sempurna seorang profesor dan MC yang jauh dari kata "cacat". Semoga melalui cerita ini, banyak orang yang lebih perduli terhadap kehidupan seseorang dan semoga banyak orang yang survive dan speak up terhadap kesehatan mental. Dari cerita ini pula semoga banyak orang yang memperhatikan kata-kata, karena kata-kata sangat berpengaruh terhadap kehidupan kita. Semoga suka Happy Reading :))))) Note: Suka komen, gak suka komen juga. Kasih tau alasannya, yaa Sahabat. Biar ceritanya bisa diperbaiki dan pesan yang kalian butukan dapet. Terimakasih, semuanyaaa ^.^

"Kadangkala, hidayah itu sudah ada di depan mata. Tetapi, kita yang leka untuk meraihnya"

LIFE

Ek ladki Jiska naam 'Sahar Usman ' hain ...Sahar jiska mtlb subah hain , jo apni zindagi ki azmaisho bhari andheri raat me subah ka intezar karti hain..phir woh subah uske liye ek tohfa ban kar ati hain ' hidayat ka tohfa '....Adhure rishte ,tanhayi aur khamoshi ke darmiyan woh apni hidayat ka safar tay krti haii... 'Muraad Azhar' ek kaabil E Tarif shaks jo apne jazbaat se zyada Haqeeqat par yaqeen rakhta tha.... Ek khud-aitmaat aur zinda dil insan lkn Islam se koson dur thaa ... Dastaan-E-Zindagi ek safar hain - hidayat ka, muhabbat ka aur khud ko paa lene ka ...

Disebabkan sebuah tamparan yang tersalah alamat, dia terlibat dalam sebuah masalah antara seorang kakak dengan adiknya. Biarpun tamparan itu menyakitkan, perkenalan dengan gadis seperti itu membuatkan matanya terbuka luas kepada dunia nyata.

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Hidayah seorang yang susah untuk menyukai lelaki . Apatah lagi cinta akan lelaki . Dia sudah serik ketika zaman sekolah menengah kerana bercinta dengan ' junior ' . Hati patah , harapan punah dan kehilangan air mata . Sia sia " Saya minat dekat awak da lama da , cuma tu awak tak perasan kehadiran saya " - Emir Haikal Emir Haikal lelaki misteri yang teramat hadir di dalam hidup Hidayah ketika sakit melanda diri Hidayah .Mampu ke Hidayah halang hati nya untuk tidak suka lelaki ? " Maaf , awak da salah orang ni encik " - Hidayah Lama kelamaan mereka berkawan , orang kata lelaki dan perempuan tak bole berkawan ? nanti jatuh cinta ? dan betul ke tu crush Hidayah ? Eh nanti kan okies :3

Through this collection of verses of Almighty,I wish we seek some guidance and turn to Allah before we return to Allah.

This is the story of Zaira Elham, known as Zarah - a soul once adrift in the fleeting pleasures of the world, veiled by illusions and drowned in distractions. Life, with all its tests, strips her of loved ones one by one, leaving behind silence, sorrow, and a yearning she cannot name. Amidst the ruins of her heart, she begins a quiet journey - not just to find solace, but to rediscover faith. And then there is Abdullah - a man carved by worship, steady in his path, whose prayers have long carried the name of his childhood love. With eyes lowered and heart lifted in du'a, he seeks not just reunion, but her hidayah, her return to the Light. As destiny weaves their paths together, he becomes her mirror and her map - guiding, not controlling. Through storm and stillness, through sujood and sacrifice, they rise - shaping not only a love that is halal, but a life that blossoms in both dunya and akhirah. A tale of two hearts - one searching, one steadfast. A love born in faith, strengthened by struggle, and crowned by Divine Mercy.

My Bestfriend and I

On time,I will meet with someone that I only call his,the apple of my eyes.I will meet his and we can hangout.It was in my dream that only we will hangout.Before that,I will hangout with him with my friends as like Intan and Hafizah .But now only two of us.I am so elated for that day. Guess where we go?the cinema!I am so happy.he ask me"what movie you want to see"l say "frozen".he go to counter and buy the ticket.After we finish,we go to supermarket.i think I want make a cupcake.we go to decoration materials of cupcake,search and search one by one. I made the morbellous mouth watering cupcake for him and my friends.My house is hearing with laughter with my friends.My friends and I take some of picture and 'selfie' each other .There is a quote saying "Friends in need is a friends in deed"

Hidayah bagiku adalah sebuah hadiah yang istimewa dari Allah SWT. Sebab dengan hidayahNya aku mengenal Allah. Hidayah ku berupa ketenangan dalam memakai hijab. Semalaman aku menangis, aku merasa aku mulai tak lagi perlu hidup. Aku pernah berdoa seperti aku ingin mati saja. "ya allah, jika aku memiliki kesempatan untuk hidup, maka panjangkanlah umurku agar aku bisa merubah diriku. Jika tidak, sudahi saja kehidupanku"

'I hate you!' She said, her eyes a shade of blood due to the hatred she had for him and the sting of his belt on her body. 'I know. And you'd be married to me by Friday. So, get ready to break into the bits and pieces your body could ever form!' Hidayah Abubakar Rimi, a lady basking in the glory of beauty and love. Or so she thought, for the love part, of course. She had hated him for being like a steel bridge between her and Adam, the absolute love of her life. Why won't her mother or her egoistic soldier cousin, in the name of Ahmad Abdulkarim Muhammad, understand that she loved Adam and will do whatever the hell it was that he wanted. He just had to say it. Party? It's a yes. Clubbing? Of course she's in! Or was it to be laid by him? A whistle would do to have her running to him. She didn't care whether it was a sin, a taboo or that it will get her a beating from a soldier hated by her! But what she had never seen coming was a consequence she knew would break her; heart, body and soul. Being married to Ahmad was a curse and her family were hellbent on seeing her broken self. Will she break and mend? If Ahmad broke her, which he will, will she ever have the strings to weave her broken pieces to a whole piece? Or...will someone be willing to mend her? Not him, certainly.