Behind her pudah, Fareedah carried a beauty like no other - golden-skinned, delicate, and marked by destiny as a fortunate albino. She never imagined her fate would bind her to the royal palace. But when tragedy leaves Sultan Khalid - tall, handsome, and grieving - a widower with two young children, his family insists it is time for him to remarry. Duty forces his hand, and Fareedah becomes his bride.
Yet life in the palace is no fairy tale. With whispers about her difference, the cold shadow of his late wife, and two children unwilling to let her in, Fareedah must summon a strength she never knew she had. Slowly, her patience softens hearts, and what began as an unwanted arrangement begins to stir feelings neither of them expected. But in a world where tradition, grief, and envy collide, can love truly bloom between the Sultan and the bride he never chose?
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Rabbi shrahli sadri. wayassirli amri. wahlul uqdatam millisani. yafqahu qawli. [surah Taha].
Sometimes love can prove poisonous when you nurture the seeds of your desires rather than nurturing the seeds of your emaan.
Sometimes you learn after falling and that's when reality hits you.
Sometimes to overcome your desires, you need to go through it, to know why Allah forbade you to go after your desires.
Sometimes infatuation is not enough for a marriage to function smoothly but rather it is the understanding between the two.
Sometimes Allah makes you fall before He makes you fly just like a striving bird who flutters through the wind and when it is about to fall, it strives even harder and it takes all the strength in the bird to flourish through the heaven while glorifying Allah.
Sometimes love elevates your emaan but at times it can be more dangerous than slow poison which can slowly pierce through your strong walls of emaan, steadily making them fragile enough to crumble, which took several years to build.
When we have to choose between the two roads, the road which leads to jannah isn't easy. While walking, you will realize that the path is full of obstacles which would stop you midway, which would make you fall hard but, isn't the true believer the one who after falling, picks up every shattered pieces of his heart for the Lord of the A'lameen as the heart belongs only and only to him.
P. S. This book is the sequel of door to jannah. So if you haven't read it yet, what are you waiting for?