"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!!!
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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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Excerpt.
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"I won't bite. . .yet. . .I promise"
He said with a teasing smirk.
Walking in the rain didn't sound like a bad idea. Naima didn't want to sit in a car alone with him.
As her luck was rare, the thunder clapped and she found herself racing into a practical stranger's car.
That wasn't the plan.
Naima looked at him weirdly. "Fine. . .but don't try anything funny."
"You have my word. I won't try anything. . . funny, Habiba."
She could have voiced her disapproval in his insistent need to call her Habiba. But there were much more bigger problems.
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Blurb.
A bump in the high school hallway?
Cliché. . .I know.
But it did happen. And personally Naima hated clichés.
She was clearly going to hate him too.
But she didn't design life. No one did.
And Tawfiq had a way of sneaking up into people's lives if he wanted.
And he wanted to sneak into the one hijabi in his French class.
Things start not to match up with what Naima knows and questions are raised.
Everyone hides something from the world. . .
Even stars hide behind clouds on a cloudy night.
When the clouds move, will a beautiful starry night be seen or a dark sky with no stars?
As the saying goes, Nothing is really truly hidden...
Forget Disney and fairy tales.
For this is a whole different tale.
WARNING ‼️ ⚠️
You'll laugh with them.
You'll cry with them.
You'll hate some with a passion.
You'll love some with the same passion.
Started: September 2017.
Ended: December 2018.
Book 1 in The Secret Series