The Muslim Cinderella
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Iqra is a 17 year old Muslim girl who respects the Muslim rules. She is at the age of marriage. Her parents try forcing her into getting married, though Iqra isn't interested. She's more interested in having the normal teenage life. Although, there is one person that flows in her mind. A guy, named Imraan. He is Muslim too, and he is who Iqra wants to marry.
Then one day, her non-Muslim friend takes her to a party, when her parents think she's studying at her friends house. Its all fun until she see's the last person she expects.
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