Ihsan Stories

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Hadith 2: Islam, Iman, Ihsan

Selin Atagül (22), born on May 26, 1997 in Istanbul. The daughter of a millionaire, student and greatest beauty of the Istanbul Technical University. She calls herself "walking perfection." She has her fiancé Nedim Yilmaz, a rich young master with a very rude and mean character, he thinks he can have everything and everyone at the snap of his finger. She herself is used to him, convincing herself that they form a perfect couple and everyone envies them the so-called "Perfect Match". Ihsan Mansur Soyal Pehlivan (24), born on February 14, 1996. The Black Sheep of the Soyal Pehlivan Family don't even notify him of "family gatherings" as if he didn't belong to the family at all. He belongs to the gang, he barely graduated from high school, so he couldn't even count on studying. He lives in his flat behind the dump, so that no one or anything will surprise him during the defense. He hates his family and hopes to have a bite in hell. He got a secret mission from above ... from the mafia. To meet, love, kidnap and abandon... Selin Atagül. For revenge on the Atagül family, who has secrets hidden under the waters of the Bosphorus. Will the secret mission succeed or maybe... Kidnap of Love?

#1 in Rahma #2 in Qadar #13 in Islamic Life comes with various ups and downs. Allah S.W.T commanded in the sixth article of faith that, believing in Destiny (of good and bad) is a primary act for every believer. Every Muslim needs to believe to be a true Muslim. Just bearing an Islamic name doesn't make you a Muslim. Reciting a few verses of the Quran doesn't make you a Muslim. What makes you a good Muslim is that believe in the faith in yourself. How much you fear Allah and believe him. How much you trust, follow, and understand the words from the Qur'an you read you prepare in this Dunya, for you Akhirah ( good or bad). This is a collection of Islamic short stories for children. Madinah_Writes©2023

*Cerpen pendek. *Coretan tentang kisah kehidupan Zinnirah, sang gadis dari desa. Tatkala gadis lain seperti Zinnirah menikmati kehidupan di alam remaja, dirinya diuji dengan perkara yang tidak terjangkau dalam hidupnya. Ujian dan cabaran tidak terhenti setakat itu, dia menempuh ujian yang lebih hebat sewaktu berada di alam universiti. "Ya Allah, kau berilah kekuatan kepadaku. Aku tahu ada hikmah tersembunyi yang Kau ingin tunjukkan kepadaku." - ZINNIRAH "Perempuan macam You ni dah berlambak I jumpa. Pura-pura baik sedangkan banyak dosa yang You sembunyikan. Perempuan hipokrit!!!" - ZAHRA "Allah timpakan sesuatu ujian mengikut kemampuan hamba-Nya." - ZUHAIRI Mampukah Zinnirah menempuh ujian yang dihadapi oleh dirinya?

He loved her so much. She loved him even more. But all of a sudden she couldn't remember all the love they both shared. Only time can tell if the Forgotten love would come back. ** He was dark chocolate in complexion his eyes where red and he smelt awful with a dirty brown toothpick which hanged lazily on the side of his lip. "Excuse me please. let go of me." I tried to escape from his hard grip but it was useless. If he takes this money from me what would I tell my step mother she would never believe that i got robbed even if I had bruises all over my body. "If it's the money you want just take it." I spoke with fear my voice trembling, Because that was much better than I getting attacked reducing my future bride price. Please no. "I want you to give me the car keys get in the car with me and maybe we could have some..... fun later." He winked disgustingly at me. I looked around for any sign of a human being but there wasn't anyone around the security men were far away so screaming is hopeless. "Please just let me go i will give you the money." "Did I tell you I wan-" "I think the lady asked you to let her go." I sharply turned to who ever came to save me. The first thing I notice was that he was tall, wearing all white With a stubble. He didn't wear a smile, but even with a frown in the dark he looked really handsome. **

"Allah tu siapa, ibu?" "Ish ibu nii.. Akak tanya dijawab dengan pertanyaan lagi. Tak nak la kawan ibu." "Baiklah, wahai pemuda. Katakan kepadaku, engkau merasa siapakah yang melihat engkau di mana-mana pun engkau berada? Bukankah kau telah pergi ke tempat-tempat yang sunyi tiada orang?" "Saya merasa Allah sentiasa melihatku tuan. Allah!"

Peace be upon each and every one of you❤️ This book is aimed at a specific group of our sisters who did not commit themselves to covering their modesty