Muslim Love Story (Under Major Editing)
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  • Reads 547,760
  • Votes 29,349
  • Parts 41
  • Time 12h 14m
Complete, First published Jan 27, 2016
Assalamu Alaykum. Peace be upon you. 

The journey that each of us embark on when looking for love is as unique as the prints at the tips of our fingers. The quest for love, although in hindsight may seem to be a beautiful thing, in reality can be a dangerous path to take. Hira and Amir's journey is no different. 

Two young people walking towards a union neither of them wanted can only mean impulsive decisions, regretful actions and a hurricane of raw emotions. 

Hira is not looking for marriage, nor is Amir. 

So how exactly do they end up happily married a few short months after their first ever encounter?
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"I cannot marry you." She whispered. My throat went dry and it felt as though someone had slapped me on my face. Why? Is it because she is not ready? Does she not like me?She hasn't even looked at me even once since I have entered this room.Do I look that bad? Does she love someone els-No,stop assuming things Aamir. I wiped a bead of sweat from my forehead and gathered the strength to ask her "May I know the reason why if you do not mind."Nervously I asked. She shook her head. No!My insides were screaming and all I wanted to do was cry.I must be sounding so dramatic right now but I really don't care. I felt something on my left cheek and realised it was tear.I quickly wiped it and cleared my throat. When the next sentence left her mouth it felt as though a ton of bricks fell on me and I almost ran out of the room. "I love someone else." Alayna Shaikh Hailing from an upper middle class family Alayna is a bright and charming young muslim.Being born and raised in a small village in Pakistan she shifted to Qatar at the age of 10 where she tried her best to live with the changes.When it became too overwhelming she decided to continue her Islamic Studies in South Africa.Now 8 years later she is back in Qatar but this time with a certain someone who cannot seem to leave her thoughts. Amir Al Qasim Born with a silver spoon in his mouth and a long trail of family wealth Amir had grown up in a very lavish childhood. With piercing hazel eyes that hold a hint of confidence. His polished demeanor and effortless charm reflected his privileged upbringing. Despite this he never let it become his pride. To him the only thing in this world that matters is his Allah. But what happens when he bumps into a girl at a cafe and he falls in love with her modesty.He looks for her everywhere but has failed to find her! What will happen when this two souls meet?Will destiny unite them or their differences tear them apart? ~You are the always I will forever adore~
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{ Highest Ranking 👉🏻 #1 in Spiritual/ Islamic love story } I felt hurt seeing him in pain, pain, which wasn't so obvious to him. // .... Emotions overwhelming my unfaithful heart, I told him, "Assalam Alaikum, Ammar... your hand..." And they came covering us, maybe he didn't hear me. We walked towards the car, my attention on his bruised hand. Before we entered I took the first aid box. He stood there, tall, eyes ~ deep enough to drown me. He made my heart mad and it shivered as I neared him. I saw him grin and he let out a chuckle, and I asked him, terrified but fearless, "Why are you laughing ?" He turned to give me a closer look, his cold eyes examining every detail of mine and finally he spoke in his heavy Emirati accent that blew my senses, with a smirk alongside. What attitude !!! "Am I the doctor or you ? -I gave him a sideways death glare- And I told him, "I'm your wife," He raised his eyebrow side ways and I raised mine sideways too. And he talked again, burning what remained of me, my ears curious to listen to him. He told me to get in the car bluntly. I denied !! This time I wasn't going to listen to him. And he stared at me - his eyes speaking a lot yet they were so quiet. I saw him take a sigh of defeat! He moved up to me, close... closer.... bridging the gap that let air pass between us. And my fragrance blended in his enchanting one. *Takes a deep breath*