The Halal Way

The Halal Way

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"Don't call me your brother." He said. "Why?" I asked. "I don't like you calling me that." "Your sister is like my sister, so you are like my brother." I said. "I'm not like your brother." He replied, his tone really serious. "Then what are you like?" I asked, trying to imitate him. "Like the one who's gonna ask you to marry him." He said looking directly into my eyes. ~ Zaraar a multi billionare from Australia. He is firm, mature, dominating and really successful. He is currently visiting Pakistan to attend his cousins wedding. Dariya a born and raised Pakistani girl currently in her last year of university. She too is firm, mature, dominating and successful in her own ways. She also runs an ngo to help the under privileged. What happens when they both have a very unique encounter at a lunch hosted by Zaraar's dad who turns out to be the best friend of Dariya's dad? Read to find out!
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"Mum, you can't leave me... how could you?" A gasp escaped her lips. Her mother had been the only one by her side-and now she was gone too. There was nothing she could do. It was destiny, written by the Almighty Allah. Now, she was all alone. No one to support her. No one to care. No one to gently caress her soul. The one person she thought would care-Zidan Sheikh-was nowhere to be found. She was left by herself in her vast, empty mansion. Zoha Siddiqui, 22, single-one of the youngest owners of a top-ranking business. Life had left her bitter. A natural introvert, she let very few people in. Only Aunt Farah, her mother's best friend, made efforts to stay in touch-always checking in on her friend's daughter. And whenever depression gripped her heart, her mother's words would echo back, like a healing balm: "Have faith in Allah, for He is the best of planners." ⸻ On the other hand... Syed Amaan-one of the biggest names in the business world-had everything a person could wish for. Yet beneath the success, he carried a gentle, caring heart. He understood what it meant to have true faith in Allah. But then again-no one is perfect. "Amaan, I want you to marry," his mother said softly, stroking his hair. "You're a grown man now-and your deen remains incomplete. A spouse completes half your faith." This time, she wasn't joking. And he knew it. He sighed, stood up, and replied: "Go on, Mom... maybe I'm ready now." ⸻ But what happens when someone wants Zoha-not for love, not for faith-but for all the wrong reasons? "I need you for one night," he said, sending shivers through her body. She felt sickened. Disgusted. Her faithful soul recoiled at the thought. A halal couple trying to protect their pure love from haram intentions. Their journey is more than just romance-it's about faith, resilience, and destiny. Note: This story isn't just for Muslims. Everyone is heartily welcome to read and connect with the soul of Amaan and Zoha's journey.

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