The Famous Infamous Niqaabi
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Publikasi terakhir Jum, Agt 8, 2014
"This is my life story, not my brothers. Let's just clear that up.
My parent's past away when I was five, and I grew up with my tyrant brother, Ishaaq who sold me to a man who had become unusually obsessed with me.
I'm letting you know about my story as a lesson. A lesson that will either kick you in the face... or show you some mercy."
This is the story of a nineteen year old niqaabi, whose name was Ruwaidah. Ruwaidah Salaam.
She was a famous Youtuber, blogger and writer. At such a young age, she excelled in many things. She even forced her older brother into adopting a five year old boy named Muhammad into their family as her brother. Of course behind all of this was her love for Islam. When the time comes for marriage, this young lady refuses to accept reality. The man she was being forced to marry by her older tyrant brother was head over heels for her, despite never seeing her face.
The tactics she uses, the people she charms, and the threats she utters all backfire on her.
How will she ever be happy if she doesn't except the reality of marriage?
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