This sister is so blessed. Masha Allah. So, when we are talking about everything and nothing. Even the emptiness is his design , the silence before the sound…he made that pause.
That's big!. But, how can I know he is real if I can't see him? She asked curiously.
He responded by saying; Can you see your thoughts or gravity or love ?.
No, but I feel them . She said,
Exactly, you see their effects, the order of the world, the intelligence in creation… the way your heart knows right from wrong. All of these are signs. We can't see Allah with our eyes but everything our eyes see whispers his name. So Allah just is . Yes, that's what makes him Allah. The one who was never made …who makes everything else possible. When I say everything, I meant everything.
Then sheikh, if he made time… he must know my whole story.
He does and he still lets you choose your lines… that's the beauty , the author gives you a pen . He replied.
I think I just got my first big question but I have got another one coming. She said,
Good , keep them coming. Questions are doors and Allah loves those who keep knocking the most. He answered.
Jazakumullahu khayran ya sheikh. She said in contentment.
Wa antum sister. May Allah increase you in knowledge and understanding. He prayed.
Amin. You too.
Khira sat down and all the people looked at her in admiration. No one could ask questions again.
This is when they started noticing her nobleness. Her family must be the humble one. Rahmah pulled her into a hug and praised her continuously.
Did I do well? Khira asked.
Of course, my baby is the best. Rahmah said and Khira’s eyes turned red instantly.
I miss my mom. She murmured.
Phew. Rahmah sighs and before she could comfort her , a sister in a black Arabian abaya came towards them.
Sister, can I get this little kid's information, we love accepting intelligent students in our Islamic academy. She said, Are you her guardian? She continued and Khira immediately looked at her with a blank expression.
She felt bad for this kid so she said yes.
Name? She asked and Khira quickly responded with a happy face. Rahmah Khan and Khira Khan. Alright, we would give you a call then . The woman said after Rahmah dropped her contact information.
Silly girl… Rahmah chuckled, spanking her on the butt.
Khira giggled at this and waved Rahmah goodbye when they got outside.
Rahmah got into her car and sped off assuming the masjid would be safe for khira.
She got home late in the evening, showered and prayed two rakah. She then stood up to take the Quran and read some pages in it until her phone rang.
Who could it be? She forcefully stood up and on the screen showed Assistant Adam.
Strange.
Why would he be calling? She was fired a few days ago.
Hello. She said
Yes ma'am. We are coming over for an interrogation. It's said that you were the last person with our young mistress. Is that so? Assistant Adam said hurriedly and coldly.
What!. Rahmah became dumbfounded and tongue tied.