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MR MA'ARUF

MR MA'ARUF

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"Innalillahi Wa inna ilaihi raji'un... Ummi? Ummi don Allah ki tashi, Ya salaam! Yaya Haidar ku zo don Allah Ummi tana convulsion..."
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"And they plot and plan, and ALLAH plans and ALLAH is the best of planners" (Al-Quran) "Can you tell me to whom this diary belongs?" The person gave me a bored look and I took a long breath to ease the ache in my lungs. I don't think I've ever ran this much in my life. I gave him a pleading look. "Please?! It's really important!". The person looked at me with a face void of any emotions. "Please!!" I don't think I've ever used this word for anyone except my family. I just ordered and it happened. But it didn't seem to be happening right now. I took a last glance at the person giving him a desperate look, then ran to other people. One clue, Just one!! Alteast a little hint!! I kneeled down on the road, not caring about anything and pleaded to Allah Almighty, keeping the diary close to me as it's the most precious thing in the world, the beads present in its cover poking my chest, "Please Allah! I'm sorry for all the sins I've ever done in my life. Surely, You're the most merciful. Please, find me a way to her. Let me meet her. Oh, Allah! Only You know if I don't go to her, what will happen. Please help me." I looked at the diary, its beads shining in the sunlight, and still keeping it close to my chest, I sat at the pavement looking defeated but I won't lose hope. I would not lose hope!! Then I heard heavy footsteps and then someone placed a hand on my shoulder and I turned only to feel like all the trucks of the world attacked me at once. It can't happen. No, no please no!! NOO!!! ____ It's a tale of motivation, Faith, Iman, Tawaqqul, Taqwa, mystery, twists and true love It's a tale of a diary "It all started with a Hijabi's diary! Now none of us knows how it's going to end" #1 in guiding #6 in Quran #1 in Taqwa #47 in mysteryromance #69 in Islam

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