Sidratul Muntaha
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"Jibreel..." Her voice whispered in abandon, his name. His heartbeat faltered.
"My Rabb have surely created you just for me... Everything you do... Every move you make was designed to falter my heart and make me love you more!" He whispered back to her. She lightly laughed in his arms, sending vibrations to his heart.
"I don't deserve you!" She looked up to meet his eyes. He raised his eyebrows and smirked.
"Says who?" He demanded as he touched her forehead again.
"My heart..." She whispered.
"You heart have gone crazy in my love Ya Habibi! Dont believe a word it says!" He replied. She smiled sadly.
A girl who has to rise from beneath the dirt to above the skies...
A guy who has to fight the corruption that's engulfing his land...
A destiny which is already been written and a faith that had the power to alter that destiny!
Will they succeed or taste failure?
Will their names shine?
Or will the sands of time erase their names forever??
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