El Shaddai
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  • Reads 32
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 2
  • Time 5m
Ongoing, First published Jan 24, 2015
I was in my first year high school  and my father went home coming from Riyadh Saudi Arabia. He had no job and was broke. He work there as an engineer and frankly he was devastated at first cause how can he sustained our needs especially  that all of us our studying at private school. My elder sister quit her schooling and pave way for the three of us, she is in her College that time at PWU. My father didn't stop searching for a job here in the Philippines  and he didn't give up . But somehow his strength dried down and  as he was at Manila Bay  He gazed up to the sky and call the name of our God aiming for answers.... "Lord help me"  as he weep and cry like a child. Then suddenly he saw a mini jeep near the bay and a man shouting El Shaddai ....El Shaddai .... He stood up ride this mini car even  not  knowing where will that jeep will take him. Finally when it stops he saw a huge crowd of people and and a man talking non-endlessly about God ... It was the voice of Bro. Mike Velarde.. as papa was listening to his preaching a man caught his attention and handed him a calling card and told him if his interested he can call him  so that hell have a job. It was truly a blessing and a gift from God that God has answered his prayer. After he attended the prayer meeting he called the man who gave him the card and he never thought that this man was one of his long time friends. And finally my dad had a job as a Sales engineer at Clindisco Philippines. My dad is a good provider and he always listen to our needs .
                But that was not the first nor the last time he went to PICC ground to hear Bro. Mikes preaching. He continues hearing him until all of the members of our family was blessed by El Shaddai. Back then El Shaddai gathering was being held at PICC now it is held at Amvel Park at sucat paranque. Papa always has a panulito of El Shaddai that he puts in his pocket....
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"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)