His Love, Her Salvation
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Accept what is, let go of what was, have faith in what will be -sonia ricotti
What should a person do when the life he has been looking forward to becomes nothing more than a dream that'll never be fulfilled.
Munnirat Hafiz a Fulani girl from Fufure family living in Kaduna state, a nursing student in KASU (federal university of Kaduna state) raised by her mother's sister and living the best life, as best as life could get when you're doing Haram things behind closed doors. She was looking forward to her marriage dolled up as elegantly as any other bride from any other affluent family except when the news of the nikah came the man she's waiting to call her wife is not the one she's married to, he's not the one she's been dreaming about, he's not the one she's spend time having late night phonecalls with, he's not the one she has been waiting to tell the news she has been holding in her heart for days, he's none other than Junaid Adam, her controlling cousin, her Mamy's stepson and her nightmare for the past five years.
She has tasted what Allah had made forbidden and maybe this marriage is the start of her punishment. Growing up In a home of an arrenged marriage couples Munnirat has always been
determined never to be in one, but we never really know what the future holds in store for us.
Follow me in this rollercoaster journey of Munnirat and Junaid, a story of northern Nigerian Muslim couple, a book of religion, redemption, betrayal, love, heartbreak, friendship, loss and grief.
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Poor Ruwaida Mahmoud had to get married to her friend's brother, Turaad, a rich sophisticated Doctor not knowing she had signed a contract to save her life! _______________________________ Her eyes tinged with tears the moment she raised her head to look at him. All the while he spent talking to her, she had her head down, staring endlessly at her hands. His words filled with a sincerity which he had shown broke her to pieces. The most she could do was smile at him. Even if she wanted to, her words wouldn't be able to make sense. She had so much to say, so much to let out, but then, her vocals refused to let her. He held both her hands and smiled back, his other hand on the small hospital bed she had laid. "You scared me Waida, I almost passed out seeing you being trolled back into the ICU you know," He said, and laughed, ducking his head low, as the way he had acted replayed in his memory. She also chortled silently, not minding the tears that refused to stop, moments like this, always left her emotional. "I did? But I'm fine now ain't I," she asked and he placed a hand on his forehead, his overdramatic wife mode had just been turned on. "Yes you're, but please don't ever do that again," he said with a stern face. "Promise me," With an absentminded look in her eyes, she nodded and gave a quick reply. "Yes Muhammad, I promise," Love_ Silentwriter ☕️
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