HIS GORGEOUS MUSLIMAH ✅

Chapter 15

Dua for mercy, provision, and salvation

اللهم اغْفِرْ لِي، وَارْحَمْنِي، وَاهْدِنِي، وَعَافِنِي، وَارْزُقْنِي

O Allah! Forgive me, have mercy on me, guide me, guard me against harm and provide me with sustenance and salvation

Allahumm-aghfir li, warhamni, wa-hdini, wa 'afini, warzuqni

Tariq bin Ashyam (May Allah be pleased with him) reported:
Whenever a man entered the fold of Islam, the Prophet (ﷺ) would show him how to perform Salat and then direct him to supplicate [this dua]. [Muslim] [Riyad as Saliheen Book 17, Hadith 1469]

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I sat down at a corner and watch everyone cry. Dhikra and Dhikr were being consoled by their friends that had come over immediately they heard the news. Mum had stopped crying not because she want to but because she had cry to the extent that her eyes refuse to release water again. Dad was lost in his own world. He hadn't said a word to anyone eversince they come back from the burial ground. Talking of the burial, Dhikra and Dhikr was literally dragged back home. They almost jump into Nanny's grave. I on the other hand, just sat at a corner eversince I was brought here by Ayaan and Mutmahinat. The two didn't leave my side all day long. Though Ayaan had been receiving a lot of calls but he had cancelled all his meeting just to stay with me and I really appreciate it.

"Nanny promised us. She promised to always be there for us. She promised to prepare my favorites on my matriculation and convocation. Nanny taught us to always keep to our promise but she's the one breaking her promise to us" Dhikra yelled and burst into tears again.

"إِنَّ اللَّهَ عِنْدَهُ عِلْمُ السَّاعَةِ وَيُنَزِّلُ الْغَيْثَ وَيَعْلَمُ مَا فِي الْأَرْحَامِ ۖ وَمَا تَدْرِي نَفْسٌ مَاذَا تَكْسِبُ غَدًا ۖ وَمَا تَدْرِي نَفْسٌ بِأَيِّ أَرْضٍ تَمُوتُ ۚ إِنَّ اللَّهَ عَلِيمٌ خَبِيرٌ

Inna Allaha AAindahu AAilmu alssaAAati wayunazzilu alghaytha wayaAAlamu ma fee alarhami wama tadree nafsun matha taksibu ghadan wama tadree nafsun biayyi ardin tamootu inna Allaha AAaleemun khabeerun

Verily the knowledge of the Hour is with Allah (alone). It is He Who sends down rain, and He Who knows what is in the wombs. Nor does any one know what it is that he will earn on the morrow: Nor does any one know in what land he is to die. Verily with Allah is full knowledge and He is acquainted (with all things).Luqman
(31:34)" One of Dhikra's friend said and others agreed to it.

"كُلُّ نَفْسٍ ذَائِقَةُ الْمَوْتِ
Kullu nafsin thaiqatu almawti

Every soul shall have a taste of death" Another added and suddenly mum burst into tears again and this time around dad walked towards her and started consoling her.

"Ayaan" Dad called and he stood up from where he was sitting on the floor beside me

"Take Miskiyyah home. Can the twins also come over?" He asked and Ayaan nod. Dad stood up and come back after some minutes with the twins sleepover bag.
"Let's go" Mutmahinat said and she helped me stand up while Ayaan collected the bag from Dad.

The twins and I hugged mum and dad and the twins also hugged their friends before we left.

I got into the passengers seat while the twins and Mutmahinat got into the back seat.

After an hour drive, Ayaan drove in our compound. We all got down from the car after he parked it before heading into the house. He showed the twins their room while I just went to my room quietly with Mutmahinat.