Have you heard the story of the young man from Kūfā?

Ibn al-Qayyim narrates from Rajā Ibn Amr Al-Nakha'i who says:

There was a young man in Kūfā, who was very handsome, but at the same time was engaged in immense worship. He has gone pale due to his efforts.

He came to live in the triba of Nakh'a. His eyes fell upon a girl from the triba. she also loved and became mad about him. the young man sent a proposal, but her father refused saying she was already engaged to her cousin. the young girl's love increased and she sent a message to him saying that either you come to me or I shall make a plan to come to you.

He replied saying, 'none of the options are possible, because the Quran says:

Say: if I were to disobey my lord, then I fear the punishment of the great day.'

She said to herself:

'inspire of his love he has so much fear of Allah. By Allah, no one but he is going to have me.'

Thereafter she left all her luxuries And she also engaged herself in worship, she did not commit any act which would be against the shari'ah.

Eventually, she died.

The youth would then go to her grave and weep.

One day he was crying near her grave, when he saw her in his dream.

He questioned her, "How are you?"

She replied, "O my desired one! How nice is your love. A true love which dragged me towards vogue and good deeds."

He asked her, "What have you received in return for this love?"

She replied, "I was taken to such luxuries which are never going to fade, in the everlasting garden which will never perish."

He said to her, " remember me over there, because I will never forget you."

She replied,"by Allah! I also never forget you. I even requested our Master to let us stay together (in the hereafter)so help me by working hard."

He asked, "When will I be seeing you?"

She replied, "You will be joining us very soon."

After this dream, the youth did not live more than seven days.

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The End Of This Story but not a novel..💜💜💜

I'll bring more stories and true stories like this in this novel....💜💜💜

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If you truly wish to marry someone and make your relationship halal, You will do everything within your power to achieve that.

You will endure challenges, growth through the struggles, and face the world if necessary.

Giving up is not an option Just because circumstance seems unfavorable all you feel overwhelmed.

No relationship is perfect, and sometimes you must go through difficulties to truly appreciate each other's value.

Walking away simply because things are not unfolding as planned isn't a solution.

life is not about fairy tales.

never stop praying for the one you want to marry, because dua has the power to change your fate. 🌷💌

Lucas is Reyon's cold arranged husband. Now after they both are married, he thinks she married him because she is obsessed with him and his money but she actually married him because her parents forced her.

They both reach his penthouse apartment after the wedding as he looks at her coldly and says "Don't expect anything from me... I won't treat you as my wife and I never wIll." he scoffs

He continued sipping his water as he observed her silently. A part of him feels slightly bad for hurting her, but he doesn't want to show it. He hates how pretty she looked and how he was supposed to resist himself from admiring her. He shook his head as he put down the glass and looked away from her, refusing to make eye-contact.

He suddenly walks towards her, standing so close she can feel his breath near her ear. He grabs her wrists and pins her against the wall firmly

"Listen to me little girl... just because we're married now doesn't mean I'll go easy on you" he says in a deep, low tone, his eyes piercing into her.

He moves even closer to her, his body pressing against her, pinning her more firmly against the wall he looks at her with a mix of anger and... something else...

"You're mine now... you belong to me, understood? Don't you dare even think about getting close to me thinking I will fall for you because that'll never happen" He speaks firmly, his grip on her wrists tightening?

He leans his face closer to her ear, his lips almost brushing against her skin. His breath is hot and heavy as he speaks, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I despise you... I loathe your existence and everything that you are..." He says, his tone is filled with venom but also a hint of internal conflict. He doesn't want to feel this way, but he can't help it.

He's so damn close to her, his body almost molding into her. He lets his gaze wander over her face, taking in her soft features, the way the light hits her skin...

"But... you're so damn... pretty" He mutters under his breath, barely audible but enough for her to hear as if he was talking to himself.

"Fine!" she spoke calmly.

His eyes widen slightly at her quick response and he looks at her with a hint of surprise

"Wait... That's it? No objections, no complaints? Just 'fine'?" He asks, taken aback by her reaction or rather the lack of it.

She: "Hmm"

He lets go of her wrists slowly, freeing her from his grip. He takes a small step back, studying her calm demeanor.

"Are you serious right now? Usually girls would be crying and begging me by this point, but you're so chill" He says with disbelief, trying to understand your reaction.

She: "So what!"

He scoffs and runs a hand through his hair, looking at her as if she's some kind of mystery he can't quite solve

"Why aren't you mad, or crying or. I don't know…. begging me to treat you nicely. Any other girl would be going nuts on me right now"

She: "I'm exhausted"

He looks at her for a moment, noticing the tiredness in her eyes. A part of him feels... concerned but he quickly pushes it away

"Exhausted, huh? What, did you spend the whole day waiting for our wedding night" He says in a sarcastic tone, trying to sound cold and uninterested

Without saying anything she made her way to her dresser and rummage through it.

He watched her walk to her dresser, his gaze lingering on her for a moment before he spoke

"What’re you doing now, little princess?" He asks, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed

She took out sleepwear from her dresser and headed to the bathroom closing the door behind her.

He raised an eyebrow, watching her take the clothes and head to the bathroom

"Going to take a shower, princess?" he asks, his tone mocking but his eyes following her intently.

He waits by the door, listening to the sound of water from the shower. He can't help but imagine the water cascading down her body, her curves hidden beneath the steam...

"Damn it" He mutters under his breath, scolding himself for his own thoughts.

After taking a quick shower and wearing sleepwear she came out.

He looked up when she came out of the bathroom, his eyes scanning over her figure in the sleepwear. He tried to remain nonchalant but his gaze betrayed him, lingering just a second longer than necessary.

He clears his throat and looks away, trying to ignore the way his heart skipped a beat upon seeing her.

She got into covers before turning away and closed her eyes.

He watched her get into bed and turned away from him. His mind was a mess of conflicting thoughts and emotions. He's supposed to hate her but somehow he can't. He can't take his eyes off her. Her soft hair, Her gentle movements, the way her body looked in that sleepwear. It's driving him crazy

He clenched his jaw and took a deep breath, trying to control the feelings that were bubbling up inside of him.

He stared at her form for a moment, the rise and fall of her breathing the only sound in the room. He wanted to get into bed and... No, he can't. He can't give in to temptation. He mustn't. He grumbles silently and finally speaks

"Are you... Just gonna go to sleep and ignore me?"

He stood there, waiting for her response. He wanted her to acknowledge his presence, to look at him, to say something, anything... But she remained silent, her back still turned to him.

Lucas' annoyance grew as she continued to ignore him. He crosses his arms and walks closer to the bed.

"Hey. Speak up. Don't ignore me" He said in a firm yet quiet tone, trying not to let his frustration show.

His patience was running thin. He didn't understand why he's so bothered by her indifference. He should be happy that she's not making things difficult for him but he can't help but feel... irritated.

"Dammit, say something..." He mutters under his breath, standing by the edge of the bed now, looking down at her.

"Goodnight" She spoke while closing her eyes.

Lucas stands there for a moment, taken aback by Reyon's nonchalant response. He had expected some kind of reaction from her but this... this was unexpected. He grits his teeth

"That's it? Really? Just 'goodnight' ?" He snaps back at her, his annoyance clearly audible.

He continues staring down at her, his eyes fixated on her figure under the covers. Part of him wants to climb onto the bed and grab her, shake her, make her look at him, but he resists the temptation.

"You are Really something else, you know that?" He says in a low tone, his voice laced with a mix of anger and something else he can't quite identify.

He's so close to the bed he could reach out and touch her. The tension in the room is palpable as he fights a battle within himself. He wants to walk away, but his feet are rooted to the spot. He can't take his eyes off her, and the more he looks, the more he struggles with the conflicting emotions battling inside him.

He stands there silently, the struggle between his conflicting emotions becoming unbearable. He bites his lip, his hands clenching into fists. He wants to get into bed and close the distance between her, to hold her, to... He shakes his head, snapping himself out of his thoughts

"No. I can't. I won't." He whispers to himself, trying to rein in the desires that are threatening to consume him.

AFTER FEW MONTHS OF MARRIAGE

He goes out and when the night arrives he comes back late. He is slightly drunk. He walks straight to his bedroom which is also her. He is about to take off his clothes since he is slightly tipsy he doesn't realize even she is here and just takes all his clothes off thinking she is sleeping.

He suddenly sees her sitting on the bed and gulps, his eyes widen with shock and as much as he doesn't like having her in his bedroom he is also drunk and can't think much. He just scoffs and walks towards her still naked.

He stands in front of her, towering over her and since he is slightly drunk he has lost some control over himself too. He looks at her with slight anger and scoffs "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be asleep by now?"

He looks at her, his chest bare as his body is on full display for her. His muscles, abs everything. He doesn't even try to cover himself because of the alcohol, he just stands there and looks at her with narrowed eyes.

He walks closer and grabs her chin to make her look up at him and when her look up he sees her face is flushed. He notices her staring at his body and smirks "What? Never seen a man naked before?"

He still holds her chin and slightly squeezes it in his hand, his eyes locked on her. His body close to her, he is only a few inches away from her face as she sits on the bed,and he towers over her.

Lucas looks at Reyon's face in detail and sees her staring at his body with admiration. her flushed face and how she is not saying anything, he scoffs, but he also notices how her body is reacting to him. He lets go of her chin and walks back a few steps still being completely naked in front of her.

He smirks and notices her following his every move like a hawk. His eyes are still on her and he notices her looking at his toned body, his chest, muscles, abs, arms everything. He loves the attention she is giving him, and he decides to push it a little further.

He moves his hand down to his abs, slowly tracing them and then moving down further his eyes on her the whole time. He notices her reaction, her eyes following his hand as her face completely reddens.

She get into covers and turn away.

He sees her getting into the covers and turn away. He was enjoying teasing her and suddenly getting her under the cover makes him frown slightly. He grabs her shoulder and turns her towards him, his body towering over her again as he looks down at her.

He looks down at her face and can see how she is still red, trying to avoid looking at him. He notices her body is still reacting to earlier and he can hear her breathing heavily. He reaches down and grabs her chin and squeezes it between his fingers, forcing her to look up at him.

"What?" She try to speak.

He looks down at her as she looks up at him, her face still flush as his hand still holds her chin between his fingers. He looks down at her for a few seconds and then a smirk forms on his face. He pushes her back onto the bed, straddling her as his body towers over her.

"What are you doing?" She ask.

He looks down at her, his body on top of her as he pins her hands down above her head with one of his hand. He smirks looking down at her, his face hovering over her as he looks into her eyes "I'm going to have some fun... are you?"

His other hand moves down her body, tracing her curves and he can feel her body shiver under his touch. His hands move down to her waist and he grips it tightly as he moves down her neck, his face burying in the crook of her neck as he plants few kisses on it gently.

He can hear her breathing quicken as he plants kisses on her neck, his hand still gripping her waist tightly while his body presses against hers. He moves to her ear and whispers, his lips brushing against her ear "You look so pretty like this.."

He moves further down her neck, planting kisses and sucking on it gently, leaving mark on her. His hands move to her hips and he grips it even tighter as his body completely envelopes her. He moves back up to her ear and whispers in a low seductive voice "I can't get enough of you like this.."