𝕄𝕦𝕤𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕥 مساوات [Completed]
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  • Parts 14
  • Time 2h 21m
Ongoing, First published Oct 15, 2021
[UNDER MAJOR EDITING]


We are as equal as the teeth of the comb, Musawat. [Equality.]

Their was everything in The Quran which pulled her towards it for a never ending journey.❤

Ilhaam. Nothing before my name and nothing after. I didn't have anything. So I wrote a story. My own story.

Safdar Hamdani. Everything was in his name. Imaan. Business. Power. Aura. Looks. Money. Except love.

Azferene Wajahat. Life was cruel to her. But she was the patient one. It had taken her years of infighting to reach her present exalted rank.

Haroon Yazdani. A man who had been betrayed, and made him someone who won't trust anyone anymore.

One basic element in the value system of Islam is the principle of equality or equity. This value of equality is not to be mistaken for or confused with identicalness or stereotype. Islam teaches that in the sight of Allah Almighty, all people are equal, but they are not necessarily identical. There are differences of abilities, potentials, ambitions, wealth and so on.

Man and woman are equal because they are created from the same source and created at the same time by the same God. They have the same parents and so they are brothers and sisters, Shariati. Women and men are equally responsible for all the instructions given in the Qur-an.

The difference comes in the degree of patience when a soul is tested by Allah.

It is a tale beyond feelings. It is a journey of four souls, souls loved by Allah...cause it is said that the one who is most loved by Allah is the one who is most tested by him.
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"Listen to me Qurratul Ayn, before you go, I want to know; did I ever offend you? Is my love for you too little?" I can feel his hand hovering over mine. He wants to hold it, but he knows better than to do that. "Please, I don't want to do this now. My flight is in thirty minutes." I can feel the tears wetting my Niqab. "No! I want to know. Where did I go wrong? Was it money? I didn't feed you well? I didn't clothe you? My love wasn't enough for you? I need to know, all those years! You're seriously willing to throw them away like they were nothing?" A sob breaks out but I manage to hide it behind a cough. I take a silent deep breath and turn, my Niqab swaying and making a whip sound. "It's not like, they really were nothing! Look, I don't have it in me to explain myself. You said you'd give me whatever I want? Then leave me be. I never loved you okay! I never did, it was all a sham, a facade!" His hand that was looming over mine falls limp beside him and he staggers back. "You're lying." He laughs. It's as if he's trying to convince himself. I scoff. "You think so? Well take a look at this." His eyes fill with tears and he takes one of his hands and place it on his mouth. He can't believe that it's actually true. "Okay, Fa'iza." My heart breaks. He never calls me that, ever. "I know something is wrong, and wallahi I'm going to find it out and bring you back to my house in six months. I promise." I feel my heart squeeze knowing his promise can never come to pass, ever. Death is nearing me so nothing can be done. Absolutely nothing. * Ten years of loving, doting over each other and marriage, Fa'iza upped and suddenly said she wanted out of the marriage. After months of persuasion and blackmail, Bello let her go, but before she left, he made a promise. Would he be able to fulfill this promise? STARTED: COMPLETED: