Dealing With A Muslimah{Complete} #Wattys2017

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"The Successful Marriage Is Not When You Can Live In Peace With Your Wife, But When You Can't Live In Peace Without Her."

-YASIR QADHI

Recap:

"Forgive me please. I really regret." he said. Yet again, I felt as his words carried regret.

"Give me sometime." I said lowly.

"As you wish. Don't worry at all and read the kalimah* and sleep listening to Surat Rahman. Or you could read it. It will make you feel better. Inshallah you'll be fine." Oh jeez! This man is too much. One day he's jamming to loud rap music and now he's my Islamic teacher. So, he does pray? Shocking indeed. This brought laughter to me and I let out a small laugh.

"May I ask why your laughing?" He said. As my mood started to lighten up.

"Oh I was just think of something." I said. I'm NOT lying I was thinking about him.

"Okay?" He said questionably.

"Hmm." I replied.

"Alright then Allah Hafiz. And do think about my words. Thank you for talking it out to me." he said.

"I will. Allah Hafiz." I replied and the call went shut. But after this call I wasn't as upset. It made me happy. Glad to know that there is some care left in his heart for me. Even behind the monster he was.

I pulled the duvet onto me. Closed my side lamp. As sleep finally took me in.

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I woke up to the Azaan of Zuhr salah. Oh god! It's 12:37pm I woke up pretty late then I usually do. I got up from my bed and fixed my bedding and went to the bathroom to take a long relaxing bath and freshen up. As the thoughts from last night hit me again. But the strange thing was that I wasn't afraid. After I told Iyfaaz yesterday, even though I shouldn't be talking to him, I felt relieved and I wasn't as worried. He made me remember my mom when she told me your never alone, Allah is always with you. That's what I learned from what Iyfaaz said last night. I didn't have to be scared because Allah is with me. I relearned something, or maybe I'll call it a message that I could spread around. Don't be afraid, your never alone. Allah is always with you.

I got out the shower of my old room and heard voices coming from the room next to mines. My fathers room.

"No it's not like that..I just can't stay with out her anymore." I heard a voice along with the giggles of my father.

"Well I have to stay without her, so you do too. I wanna spend my last moments with her as well and then she's all yours." I heard my father say. My heart stopped. It sound easier to listen to but the truth was it was all serious issues. I don't know what I'll do without my father. Knowing that he has only a little time stabs my heart. It adds so much stress on top of the one I have already. I have a divorce...oh gosh! I shouldn't have shown my weak side to Iyfaaz, now he's going to convince me not to divorce him.

'Stay there with him, maybe there's a reason for him to be like that' a voice told me. I looked around to se but there was no one. It was probably what my mind is telling me to do. But the divorce is already in and I can't do anything unless Iyfaaz doesn't sign it.

I try to ignore that feeling but then all the other problems going in my life come to me. The threats, Father, leaving Iyfaaz. And I had an miscarriage. I didn't know which way to turn anymore. But I don't know why but it felt as if the Iyfaaz I've seen wasn't the real him. There's something that made him like that. No that can't be, he has everything. Wealth, parents that love him, and all the women he didn't even want came running into his arms like stella. She didn't seem like a bad girl but why was she sleeping with my husband. He didn't even think once what this would make me go through. I remember the two perfect weeks of our wedding when everything was fine. But that accident made me have a miscarriage. That's probably the reason why Iyfaaz hates me. He's pity that my dads dying. I seriously got myself into the worst migraine ever.

I wrapped my hijab around my head and made my way to my fathers room. As going down the hall, I heard my father talking to someone again.

"Uncle I just want to let you know if you didn't know, I didn't treat her to the best because of I don't why. But now that She's been distant I found out that I was the one wrong, not her. I'm really sorry I broke the promises I made to you on the wedding day. Please forgive me. I promise to keep her safe. She's a diamond. A keeper that made me realize that I forgot all about my Islam. I had forgotten all my deen. But now I realize. I'm really sorry. " and he finished of. I knew who it was.

Iyfaaz.

Why in the world did he have to come and tell my dad everything?

I stood at the corner and listened to my father reply.

"Iyfaaz it is alright. What am I going to do if I don't forgive you. She is more than an diamond. She's very strong. She didn't only change you, she changed me. Hopefully I shipped her of to the Iyfaaz I know you of as. She's all yours. Now go son, talk to her she's in her room. Go!" I heard a bit of laughing.

Tears started flowing out my eyes endlessly. I ran to my room and shut the door before Iyfaaz or anyone else sees me. I went to the end of the bed and sat down with my knees to my head. I cried out. My father, when he's gone what will I do. I was afraid. Dad trusted Iyfaaz so much that he didn't get affected by Iyfaaz telling him everything.

And Iyfaaz! Oh My Allah!!! Why did Iyfaaz have to tell my father, now dad is going to be all tensed and I'm the reason. He wasn't even afraid a bit. I started crying more. I'm such a bad daughter, women, wife because I don't stay brave for to long. I end up crying and bringing my weak side. Allah has given us the right to be strong at all times and never give up what you already started. And here I'm ending my marriage. Allah blessed me with a partner and here all I do is be unappreciative of him. Even though he's put me through a lot. There are women out there who cry everyday willing to have a partner and here I'm crying because I have one. Astugfirrullah. I need to ask for forgiveness from Allah. And maybe give Iyfaaz a chance. I always heard, "Something bad happens for something good to come" maybe I should follow that. I will give Iyfaaz another chance and stop the divorce. Inshallah, this might be the way for the best to come.

There was a knock on the door. I wiped my tears and fixed my hijab. In walked Iyfaaz. He sat on one knee right besides me.

"Asalamulaykum Zahrah." He said in a low voice.

I cleared my throat and replied,

"Walaykumassalam." But I didn't dare to look up and meet his eyes. If i do, he'd know that I have been crying. Even after he told me not to.

"How are you?" He said putting a finger under my chin and making me face him. My eyes forcefully looking into his.

"Zahrah, why are you crying? I told you not to. Everything would be okay. Okay?" He said as he wiped another fresh tear from my cheek with his thumb.

I nodded my head in reply. He grabbed me by my arms and slowly got me to stand up and pulled me into his torso for a hug.

"I'm sorry, I've been such a miserable wife." I said sobbing into his white cotton shirt.

"Don't say sorry, I'm the one who made the mistake. I don't know what got into me. I will explain later. Please forgive. I know I'm asking for too much but please give me a chance and come back. Let me take you on a date maybe?" He asked. Yes, I was going to give him a chance. I know I let his mistakes go to quickly but my Islam thought me to be a wife that would obey her husband. And that's what I was planning on doing from now. So I have answers to the asking in the day of judgement.

"Okay." I said slowly. He moved away shocked.

"Are you serious?" He asked again surprised.

I nodded my head, yes.

He pulled me into a hug again.

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Okay!!!! Before anyone says where her deen , lol she is with her husband and they are alone!!

Also this is one of the worst Chapters because I have WRITERS BLOCK!!!!!!!

Only a few chapter left!!!!

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