Fashion show and Eid surprises! in Daily Ramadaan Drama!

Daily Ramadaan Drama:

Previously

Yumna hires Humairah and Ayesha for a kid birthday party, Luqmaan and Ayesha grow close and Humairah land up in hospital.

 

A week later…

Humairah looks on proudly at her daughter, it took a lot of convincing to get her to agree to our little fashion idea, ever since that horrible night, she hasn’t left my side, Yumna was kind enough to offer her house for us to stay till we land on our feet.

Humi: Come on, I am sure it will be a success, your drawings are amazing hun!

Ayesha: You are baised mom, I just don’t know, with my pregnancy…

Humi: (holding her hand) Listen going through this pregnancy is hard especially since you are still young, don’t worry so much about what others think, you are the bunda of Allah and he has never lead us stray right, only gives us what we can handle. So is this precious baby, so never be ashamed of it or any decisions you are making as it parent.

Ayesha: (weepy smile) You always know what to say to make me feel better. Ok I will do it, under one condition, You take a week off before going back to work, you are not fully recovered and I want you to be at your best for my show!

Yumna just walks in,

Yumna: I agree with Ayesha, and seem like our patient is very famous, yet another visitor waiting to see you, it Yasmin.

Yasmin: Did someone say my name, Slmz Habbi! Arent you a beautiful sight to behold (Smiles)

Ayesha: Let me leave I got a lot to decide for the fashion show

Yasmin: You agree! That greet beti! If you need any help, like my phone book just ask and it yours! (smiles)

Ayesha: Thanks Aunty Yasmin.

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Zakir and Luqmaan sit in the lounge and listen to the radio, a prominent ustad is lecturing on the virtues of the last 10 days of Ramadaan.

Ferhana is busy in the kitchen preparing for iftaar, when yusuf and bilal rushes in

Bilal: No I had the blue kurtha!

Yusuf: No mommy bought it for me because my favorite color is blue!

Bilal: Since when?

Yusuf: Since forever!

Bilal: No it not, you only saying it blue because Ayesha said she liked it, and it what mom bought me not you!

Ferhana: Boys!

Yusuf and Bilala: sorry mom!

Ferhana: Now what this about the blue kurtha?

Yusuf: I am telling Bilal You bought me the blue kurta because it my favorite color and –

Bilal: No mommy isn’t it mines?

Ferhana: Isn’t both the kurtha blue?

Bilal: But it my one!

Yusuf: no it mines

Ferhana: boys…what happened to the other one?

Yusuf: Bilal spilt juice on it now he wants mines

Bilal: No I didn’t you did!

Ferhana: (laughing and shaking her head) Bring the both kurtth here and I will see whose each belongs too, since both of you wear different sizes!

After finding out that Bilal spilled on his, Ferhana put it in the washer and kept both away from their outfits.

Ferhana: You won’t believe what the boys were arguing about (as she walks into lounge where Zaakir and Luqmaan are)

Zaakir: Their eid outfit?

Ferhana: Aha apparently there a girl names Ayesha they are trying to inpress (laughs)

Luqmaan start to cough after hearing Ayesha name

Ferhana: Are you ok? Do you need water?

Luqmaan: (wheezes) No, I am fine, wrong pipe…

Zaakir: Ok I got to get ready for mosque, Luqmaan go see that your brothers aren’t making a mess in the kitchen.

 

Meanwhile

Ebrahim and one of his collogue decided to set up a golf meeting, to discuss the next faze, when he gets a call

Yumna: Slmz, sorry to bother you, I know you at the golf course, but I won’t be home this evening, Ayesha is going for a checkup, and I told her I would take her after her classes, Humairah still out so as soon as I am home I will whip up something for iftaar, I kept kajoor and water so you can break your fast when you get home okay

Ebrahim: Okay don’t worry, you need to be there for them, If I ever get a hold of that man!

Yumna: I know, I am just glad she is away from him, she doesn’t want to talk yet so I am giving her space, let her have her chance to think things over

Ebrahim: I hope you told them they can stay as long as they like.

Yumna: I did, thanks for being so understanding

Ebrahim: No thanks needed, see you later, love you

Yuman: Slmz love you too.

 

Even after years of marriage, Ebrahim always count his lucky stars on what a wonderful wife he has, she really would make a great mother.

 

At the mosque

Luqmaan is busy texting when he looks up and sees Irfaan

Irfaan: Hey bra…

Luqmaan: hi…

Irfaan: Listen I get what I did was wrong, and you had every right to have punched me, damn good hit by the way, but I don’t see how this could be the end of our friendship bra, you were always like a brother

Luqmaan: I know you don’t understand now, but bra I am looking out for you, please consider taking the rehab deal your parents offered, and I won’t force you but unless I know I am getting my brother back, I can’t be around you.

Irfaan: Ok bra…I just…I need support, I am shit scared and you know once the oldies get involved they won’t stop lecturing.

Luqmaan: I know bra, but it will be for the better…

 

Entering the mosque, The Moulana ask that after salaah if people could stay that he had a short lectures he would like to address.

After Salaah:

Moulana: Aslamuiaikom, dear brothers I appreciate you stay, I know the stomachs are rumbling to dig in into our wife’s well prepared meals, So I will keep this short. It is time we realize with the times are changing, temptations are easily available, and with that comes destructive behavior, I know that is easy to continue down that part since it will mean we won’t deal with the consequences but in reality if we leave it in Allah hands and take the path less travelled and seek to improve ourselves, the path will surely become clearer and with time and patience easier. So please my dears brothers, Allah is there for us all, he never gives us a burden we can’t handle. Shukran for listening and May Allah reward you.

Irfaan looks at his muesualla and make a small dua: Allah please make it easy for me and bring me to the right path.

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The FashionShow:

Ayesha is nervous, she knows her mom and them mean well but their praises are ofcouse baises, just then she gets a text

Luqmaan: Hey Aish, I know you probably full of nerves and won’t listen to anyone, so I did decided to rope in two little imps in conveying what I am sure your whole family being saying since the start..By the way they didn’t know if was your designs so it totally unbiased 😉

Open Video

It a short clip with his little brothers who are looking at my designs

Yusuf: wow, I like this one, I know mommy would like it! Selecting one of the black and gold abaya

Bilal: I like them too, but I think mommy would like the dressy one (the sari type in stunning maroon and gold) ! It so beautiful, Hey do you think Ayesha would like it?

Luqmaan: what if I said Ayesha drew these?

Yusuf and Bilal: really?

Luqmaan nods

Yusuf and Bilal: She sure is talented!

Yusuf: Tell her to design one for mummy so we can give her for eid?

Bilal: Hey that was mmy idea! Why you always steal my idea…

Just than their mother enters into the frame…

Yusuf: Mommy!! Which abaya you like? Showing his and bilal choice

Mother: I think they both beautiful, who design them?

Bilal: Ayesha! Luqmaan friend…

Mother: well she sure has a talent (giving Luqmaan a knowing look)

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Luqmaan: Ok my mother coming in…bad timing, but she even agrees your designs are great, by the way she want to meet you…would that be okay?

Ayesha is shocked, she didn’t expect him to tell his mother about her…

Ayesha…

Luqmaan: You don’t have to if you don’t want to, I never hidden anything from my mother and I told her…that I like you…and that you will tell her your story since it not my place to share…Please answer…

Ayesha is stunned. Did he just say he likes me…

Luqmaan: Uhm was it too soon, I just…I do like you…

Ayesha: Are you reading my mind?

Luqmaan: No why?

Ayesha: How did you know what I was thinking?

Luqmaan: Lucky guess…so you still haven’t said..or responsed?

Ayesha: I like you too, I do…but I am so nervous to meet your mother what if they disapprove of me?

Luqmaan: They will love you, My parents are unique, especially my mother, she will explain what I mean by that J

Ayesha: okay…if you sure?

Luqmaan: I am, now go break a leg or whatever the term of good luck for fashion shows.

The evening was a huge success, everyone loved my designs and one of the big design companies even offered me an internship. I couldn’t have done it without Aunty Yumna and Yasmin and ofcouse my dear mother.

Humi: I knew you could do it darling I am so proud!

Ayesha: Thanks mom, If it wasn’t for you, I don’t know If I would be this lucky. JazakaAllah  Aunty Yumna and Yasmin, Tonight wouldn’t have been possible without you guys (giving them each a hug) I cannot express my graditude for taking us in and providing the unfailing friendship, I know my mom and I are forever grateful, as a small token of our appreciation, please accept these one of a kind Abaya I design especially for you!

Yumna: it was a pleasure and thank you but it wasn’t necessary, having you guys around made a world of different for me and your mother is an amazing cook, I cannot thank her enough for helping Ebrahim with iftaar that night!

Yasmin: I second it, and I love it, it spunky like me thanks beti!

P.S :Below the posts are her designs!

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Eid Day:

Yumna stood in shock…She and Ebrahim decided to host Eid at their place so that Humairah and Ayesha had a place to go, they just moved into a small flat not far from here, we wanted to help, but Humairah was firm she will only accept help as a loan until she can pay back, She has recovered and already help with two functions that went flawlessly.

The night before eid, Ayesha gave us a letter, she asked that we only open it on Eid morning. We were very curious but respected her decision, So as soon as we woke up and completed our Eid Salah, we both sat in the kitchen and open the envelope.

 

Inside is an adoption form, attached to it, in Ayesha handwriting is a small note:

Dear Uncle Ebrahim and Aunty Yumna.

I had gotten married at a young age and had to go through hardships of separation and an unexpected pregnancy, I grew up in an abusive home, if it wasn’t for my mother guidance and meeting you, I would not be here to write this letter. You guys have been our rock and I know it been a short while, but living with you has given me a glimpse of how fortune a kid would be to grow up with parents like you, I had thought long and hard, sought advices from many including my mothers. It would honor me and my bunda as my mother lovingly says, if you would be willing to adopt him/her. I know you probably have a lot of questions or would immediately say yes, either way, I am not far and I couldn’t think of a better moment to share this than on Eid day. Eid Mubarak from Ayesha, Huairah and Bunda J

Yumna is overwhelmed with emotions and immediately goes and read two rakaats of thanks to Allah and another for the beautiful soul Ayesha.

Ebrahim: (smiling through tears) I am guessing it a yes

Yumna: Yes (with tears In her eyes) If it ok with you?

Ebrahim: I would be honored, I am beyond blessed, and I cant wait for our little bunda to be with us next Eid InshaAllah .

Meanwhile….

Ferhana is busy getting the boys ready when Zaakir walks in…

Zaakir: Eid Mubarak darling (hugs her and the boys) From that smile I am guessing we are expected a special guest today

Ferhana: Aha, I am so happy Zaakir our baby has chosen a girl who I know will make him a pious wife and sharing my story of having a terrible childhood as well with her, make me incredibly proud of our family we raised, and it all thanks to Allah for blessing me with a farm boy filled with love who stole a heart of a city girl whose heart was once empty.

Zaakir: This farm boy is the bless one, you gave me three amazing children and made a home. Best eid gift to announce to me our Luqmaan has found his perfect match.

Ferhana: Hehe sorry I wanted it to be a surprise, Luqmaan on the other hand couldn’t contain his joy, I think he is waiting for his father…

Luqmaan and Zaakir have their differences and despite growing up in a city, Luqmaan inherited his father values. Zaakir helps prepare his son for the next part of his life, being a husband, a best friend and partner.

 

Humairah wore her abaya her daughter specially designed for her, she wore a smile and made a small dua, that her daughter find happiness.

Humairah: Ayesha come on, we are going to be late…

Ayesha step out and look like her precious angel, Humairah remember the day Ayesha was born and she had the same shy smile.

Ayesha: ready J

Humi: Do you think they open the envelope?

Ayesha: I am sure they did, they been message non stop, (laughs ) they haven’t stop worrying either, keep enquiring I am not overworking.

Humi: they going to be great parents ( placing her palm on her daughter stomach) we finally found you a home Bunda, Eid Mubarak J

 

The End J

Author Note:

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Video upload and Pregnancy craving in Daily Ramadaan Drama

Daily Ramadan Drama

Previously

Ebrahim and Yumna got hectic few days and is about to get busier with Ebrahim promotion and Yumna many events…Can they handle it?

Humairah get an unexpected surprise and decide to do something to inspire her daughter who is going through a tough time

Meanwhile Ferhana deals with her two-little rascal and calm her husband over his concern of their eldest!

Luqmaan Room:

…Will she accept me?…the next 10 minutes were agonizing, I knew she didn’t know who I was, but after weeks of finally finding out who she is, I couldn’t help but reach out…

Friend Request accepted! Ayesha Joosub is a friend!

Omigod! She actually accepted…Opening her profile I see her amazing designs…She is really good…while trying to come up with what to write I am rudely interrupted by two imps!

Yusuf and Bilal enter and start badgering me

Yusuf: Bha come play with us! Don’t be a bore…

Bilal: Yeah, we can play monopoly, I promise I will not buy Boksburg again! *pleading eyes*

Me: guys I am busy I will play later (While my focus is away, my naughty little imp of brother Yusuf decided to check what I have on my computer)

Yusuf: who is Ayesha? *when he points at the screen he mistakenly video calls her)

Me: Yusuf get away from my computer!

Bilal: Is Ayesha your girlfriend!

Me: You two rascals, please leave…*Shaking my head at their antics*

Yusuf and Bilal laughs and sing Luqmaan has a girlfriend!

As they leave I hear a small giggle and turn to see the most beautiful face on my computer screen

Me: uhm…

Ayesha: Slmz…I am guessing you didn’t mean to video chat…

Me: No..but I am glad it happened…Hi…

Ayesha: *laughs softly* uhm yeah…your brothers are adorable…

Me: *smiles* thanks they can be well…adorable when they want…but generally they are real terrors…

Ayesha: Somehow, I doubt that…anyways I got to go…need to prepare for Iftaar

Me: Uhm sure…Slmz…wait! *before she closes her chats* thanks for accepting me

Ayesha: I wasn’t sure if I should…but I’m glad I did…Slmz

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Yumna is in middle of a meltdown….

Thembi: Mam calm down, I am sure it isn’t that bad….

Yumna shakes her head and sadly looks at the burnt food prepared by their new hire…It was a total disaster…

Yumna: Ai Thembi, all this food is wasted and cost us a fortune and now I have to explain to my client I won’t be able to cater his function tonight and that in three hours! It going to be such a huge let down!

Thembi: Shame mam, but that Chef mam, he had no idea what he was doing…

Yumna: I know but know I do not have another chef, how will we cater the rest of the weeks function I will have to cancel!

Just than Yasmin enters:

Yasmin: Aah just the little lady I was looking for, I need- uhm what is wrong (noticing Ferhana face) and what happened to your kitchen!

Yumna: Oh Yasmin! It a totally disaster this new chef I hired burnt all the main course for a function for tonight and I still go to prepare for some family whose coming over tonight for Iftaar, I won’t get anything done in time and with no chef I will have to phone and cancel all my other orders!

Yasmin: Woah my dear that is too much for one little head to handle, why don’t you sit here and breath, Thembi bring the mam some water *after giving her the water * is it any way possible you could cancel tonight Iftaar I am sure they will understand you have to work late?

Yumna: I can’t, they leaving to go back to tonight to joburg, so I have no choice but to see them tonight…but this client is really important Yasmin, I can’t afford to lose him…what do I do!

Yasmin: Well I have a solution to one problem, but I don’t know if you would be okay with it?

Yumna: what is it?

Yasmin: I know a lady who can sort out Iftaar for you, while you quickly prepare these main courses again, Thembi and I will get the new ingredients…but will you be okay with allowing this lady, she is a Muslim and is a dear friend of mines, she could do with an extra help money wise…

Ferhana: Uhm…I guess I have no choice, I have a set menu for tonight Iftaar, if it at all possible for her to prepare it in such a short time?

Yasmin: Don’t stress she is perfectly cable of handling these *looking at the menu* let me just call her and tell her to start preparing, you can go by after you sort out the function to go fetch it

Yumna: Thanks Yasmin, I don’t know what I would’ve done if it wasn’t for you…

Yasmin: it a pleasure now get a move on, we got this, come Thembi…

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Zakir enter mosque and is immediately is shocked at what he sees…or rather not see

The Mosque is empty, aside from the Moulana and himself and his sons…

Zakir approaches his friend

Zakir: Slmz Bha, what is going on?

Moulana: Wslmz, no idea, no one showed up today…I was thinking of asking but I got some children coming later for hifz…

Zakir: I think it because of our choice to get the youth involved, which hasn’t been any success, if we can just get one of them to join…than maybe it will bring them back…

Moulana: Maybe, anyways how my two favourite students? *smiling at the boys*

Bilal: We are good Moulana, Mommy took us shopping and we both got two new Quran bags for Eid!

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Humairah rushes in her kitchen preparing a scrumishes meal for a friend of Yasmin, apparently, she owns a catering company and was short stuff so she didn’t have enough time to prepare for her family

Just than Nadeem walk in and notices the activities…

Nadeem: what is going on?

Humi: Got an order for client…picking up at 5…

Nadeem: ok…well make sure you give me the pay, I got some bills to pay…*scoff*

Humi: Uhm-Nadeem…I was thinking of giving it to Ayesha, she will need new clothes since her are going to be small soon…

Nadeem: I don’t care about that brat…but if you rather buy clothes for the brat than go ahead, not like I need your money

Humairah shakes her head at her husband and prays every day that he be brought back on the right path.

After completing her final touches, she thinks of her Ayesha and the tough time she had…

*flashback*

Ayesha: Mommy, *cries* please come fetch me…He…He-

Humi: Ayesha…ok wait I am coming!

Knowing Nadeem won’t take, she calls her best friend and hurries over to where her daughter told her where she was….

The sight of her young innocent daughter, crying in the rain, all mess and she doesn’t even have any warm clothes on…

Humi: what happened beti? – I don’t understand where is hamzah?

Ayesha: Please mom, just take me home, I cannot bear to say anything now…*she quietly plead with her mother through her eyes*

Humi takes Ayesha and bring her home, quietly comfort her, while hearing the horrible tale of how her daughter husband, in simple term offer her talaq as if it was nothing and just a joke to him…

After two months of her return, we find out about Ayesha pregnancy…To me Allah gift, but I got this nagging feeling, she doesn’t feel the same.

*Flashback End*

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Daily Ramadaan Drama:

The last ten days is upon us, and with this comes the biggest of all nights, Layultul Qudar. Zakir and the Moulana continue to encourage the youth to join in, and while at first it seems to fail, but by the mercy of Allah…My son Luqmaan, took it upon himself to be first to read and it somehow encourage more to join…

Zakir: Masha Allah Muhammed, you have such a melodious voice, I am so glad you volunteered to read…

Muhammed: JazakaAllah Uncle Zakir, it all Luqmaan idea…He posted a video, and showed the talent of our youth, which in turn encourage us to come and read *smiles*

Zakir: A video…He never mentioned anything…

Muhammed: Well maybe he wanted you to be proud of him and he knew how you felt about social media…Listen I spoken to a few friends of mines, they asking if there are any spots available for them to read?

Zakir smiles and gestured at the once empty list but that is now full

Zakir: Unfortunately, all the spots are filled, but this initiative isn’t only for Ramadaan, I wish youth to take part of the daily namaaz also, Insha’Allah maybe you can convince your friends to come after Ramadaan to help out, we will truly appreciate it.

Muhammed: I can see what I can do, you should really have more faith in Luqmaan especially after what happened with Irfaan…

Zakir is extremely confused…what is Muhammed talking about…Irfaan?

 

Meanwhile:

Yumna is enthralled when her catering event went off without another hitch, thanks to Yasmin help, and the darling lady who had made the fabulous Iftaar, Yumna was definitely in higher spirits and decided to spread the joy.

She decided to visit Humairah and personally thank her again for her help and maybe offer her a small contract to be a part of her catering business.

Opening the door is young woman, or should I say girl, she looks barely out of her teens…Once opened she notices the young woman belly

Yumna: Slmz, Is Humairah in?

Ayesha: Wslmz, Mom isn’t here but she won’t be too long, if you like to wait? *smiles softly*

Yumna: If it not too much of a bother, you have such a lovely home

Ayesha: JazakaAllah, my mother works really hard to provide for us…Are you fasting or I could offer you some tea or coffee?

Yumna: I am fasting, but thank you…

After sitting for a bit, Yumna cannot contain her curiosity and askes Ayesha about her pregnancy…Ayesha is at first uncomfortable, but with Yumna clearly seem like genuine person, and explain her story…Actually this is the second time she spoke about it too two complete strangers….

After hearing her story, Yumna is so overcome with heartbreak and offers Ayesha her friendship, and tell her if she ever needs anything, she is here.

Humairah arrives home and is overcome by joy when Yumna explain why she is there, and ask if it not too much of an issue, she had a small boy birthday to plan, if Ayesha and her mom won’t mind helping her, she is willing to pay.

Ayesha agrees to help but refuses to take any pay.

#Birthday Party#

Yumna: Hey, come here (calling over the birthday boy) I know mom said no sweets before the meal, *giving him a cupcake* but I think for the birthday boy we can make an exemption, our little secret okay *pinkie promise*

Birthday boy: thanks Auntie *Grinning his toothy smile*

Humi: You are really good with kids; do you have any of your own?

Yumna: (smile sadly) No, unfornately my husband and I have been trying for years but no luck, Insha’Allah we are considering Adopting, make duas Allah answer us, I really would love to be a mother, to experience all the good and bad and to have that little angel to love forever

Humi: Ameen Allah will definitely answer, children are Allah bundas, and we are very lucky for those of us who become parents, whether through giving birth or raising an angel. *Smile understanding at Yumna*

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Cyber Space:

Irfaan: Hey bra, won’t believe what the Lame ous are doing at the 3rd street Mosques…They getting laities to make the namaaz, and like no one wanted to sign Ha Ha!!

Luqmaan paused when he saw what his friend wrote…After all these years, how could Irfaan do this to him, and to his father whose idea was just to encourage people to join in.

Just than a message pop in:

Ayesha: Slmz…are you up?

Luqmaan: Jee, shouldn’t you be sleeping?

Ayesha: I would, but the baba decides it hungry * blushy face*

Luqmaan: Aah the famous midnight craving, what is yours?

Ayesha: I know people have all these weird cravings, but All I ever feel for is pickle and bread lol

Luqmaan: well that isn’t too bad atlest he he, your mother must be wondering where all her pickle is disappearing every nite

Ayesha: She knows it me…One thing my mother understand, is what my baby likes….

Luqmaan: Hey…You said your baby…is that a good sign?

Ayesha: I realize no matter how she or he is conceived, it still a precious gift, and I think I have a better understanding, especially after the day I had…

Luqmaan: May I ask what happened?

Ayesha: I met this lady, who been trying for years to have a kid and her perspective just made me realize how fortunate I am…also kind of gave me another idea, but I don’t know how my mother would re act let alone…if this plan would work…

Luqmaan: Let me guess, you were thinking of adoption? Maybe to that lady friend of yours?

Ayesha: How did you know?

Luqmaan: I can guess, and plus it was kind of leading up to it, well from what I heard and understand from what you said, your mother is one great lady, one person advice I would recommend you should take, so speak to her and understand her point of view

Ayesha: Lol since when did you become so good at advising…

Luqmaan: My father always told me, our mothers are the best councils, and if we are ever in any doubt they will clear it for us

Ayesha: Your father sound like a wise man

Luqmaan: He is…and I am so upset at how people are treating is idea…

Ayesha: Yeah that totally sucks…But I think that video upload idea you told me about would help?

Luqmaan: But my dad doesn’t exactly like media…

Ayesha: Well, prove to him there is advantages and that you are only trying to help

Luqmaan: that exactly what my mother said…

Ayesha: Well she is a wise one, listen…I got to go…baby finally ready to let me sleep…Sweet dreams

Luqmaan: Ok, sweet dreams to you and your little angel…

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Ebrahim and Yumna sit down for Iftaar when a call comes through….

Humi: Slmz maaf to trouble Yumna, It Humairah…I hate to ask but is it at all possible to get that pay slip for the birthday, I just… (she can hear loud noise at the back)

Yumna: What wrong Humairah? (noticing her tone of voice)

Humi: Nothing…I…

Before Humairah could complete her sentence, the call gets cut

Yumna: Oh no, it got cut, Ebrahim do you have any cash on you, a lady that I just hired seem to be in a bit of trouble, I just want to go check on her….

Before she and Ebrahim could leave to go, she gets another call….

Ayesha: Slmz (trying to sound normal) Don’t worry about the money, we made another plan, we just need it for some ingredients for a client, but they offering to pay, so it sorted.

Yumna could sense that this wasn’t the truth

Yumna: Ayesha…please tell me the truth…where is your mother, put her on the phone?

Ayesha: *sobbing* She can’t- My father…he hurt her…We at the hospital…

Yumna: Oh god! Please tell me the hospital name and I will be there….

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Author Note:

Well…. This Ramadaan sure has went by fast, I cannot express my sadness that this blessed month is almost over, with that, I will be posting the last chapter by tomorrow Insha’Allah. I hope you guys have grown attached to this family as I have, and I hope to hear what you guys think!!! It is a longer chapter to help tie up to a conclusion soon! But what do you guys think of the characters? Which particulars do you wish me to conclude in more details, I would love to hear what you guys have to say!

In other news!!!

Today being the 24th of June is my mother birthday, I want to wish her all the best and May Allah grant her long life and good health and May all her duas be answered! Today mark a huge milestone in her life and I couldn’t be prouder of her, she is my inspiration! Love you lots my Momzi!

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Promotion and Kiddo Party! Daily Ramadaan Drama:

Daily Ramadaan Drama:

This Chapter is Dedicated to my Sweet Adorable Sister Sakina!

Ebrahim completes his work for the day and want to retire early home and spend some much-needed time with his wife, soon month end would be upon them and they won’t have a wink of sleep.
Just than his boss walk in:

Gerald: Aah Ebrahim, am I glad to see you still here, do you have a few minutes to spare, I have some news to share

Eb: Sure, what up Gerald?

Gerald: As you know, our business is combining it share with a much bigger corp in the next few months, with such a merger, certain actions need to take place, in saying that, we need a capable head of finance, and we think you would be brilliant for the position! (Broad smile)

Eb: Wow, I would be honoured…but isn’t Frank…

Gerald: Aah yes, we also feel Frank is fit, but over the past few months we have seen great achievements from you as well, in saying that, we have spoken to Frank and I am speaking to you now with regards to what will be the final call when we decide, In the next few weeks many transactions will be required and we feel whoever give it the best, will be voted into that position, I sincerely would love to see you in this position. As they say, “May the best man win”
(Winks at Ebrahim and leave his office)
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Yumna is struggling with the amount of work and also keeping up with her household duties

Yumna: Thembi, where is the clean plates and glasses? (Looking at a pile of dirty dishes in her garage, where she keeps all her catering equipment)

Thembi: Ai madam, I told you, the other two cleaners didn’t come to work, so I had to cover for them, so I didn’t get a chance…
Yumna groans…

Yumna: Ok Thembi, please when you come tomorrow first thing is see to these dishes, we have another function to carter tomorrow night.

Just as she closing up, she gets a phone call

Client: Hello, is this Yumna Treats and Events?

Yumna: Hello, yes, this is Yumna speaking, how may I help you?

Client: Ah good I catch you, It Melissa from Andy wholesales, I don’t know if you remember me?

Yumna: Ah yes Melissa, with the adorable kiddo! How is the little rascal?

Melissa: His still the same, driving us all up the wall (laughing), that the reason I am actually calling, is it at all possible for you to plan a small birthday party for him, for around 50 or so people?
Yumna: For when?

Melissa: this Saturday, I know it last minute, but I have been so crazy with work and this is such an important birthday for him, his turning six, so I thought it would be best to hire someone and I thought of you and how amazingly you did our boss 50th!

Yumna: this Saturday…it a tight squeeze, at the moment I have two events to see too. Can I call you back tomorrow to confirm if I can do it, and I totally understand!

Melissa: that would be great! Thanks a bunch, hope to hear from you soon.

Meanwhile at Home:

Ebrahim enter the house to find it silent…Where is Yumna?

He tries and dial her phone but it off…

He checks in the kitchen to see if anything is prepared since Iftaar was about to break…There nothing

Just as his about to get some dates out of the fridge he hears Yumna car come in

He greets her warmly at the door

Eb: Slmz, where were you?

Yumna: Wslmz I am so sorry I am late, it was a mad house at work, plus I might have another event…gosh is it Iftaar time already…wait let me whip something really quick… (trying to rush into the kitchen but is pull back by Ebrahim)

Eb: Chill wifey, we still have so much leftovers, let just heat it up and go read namaaz, okay

Yumna: you sure? (smiles tiredly)

Eb: jee, now come and tell me all about this exhausting day
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Humairah rises from making her Salah, and opens her hands in prayer

Humi: Ya Allah, whatever test you will give us, we will have the strength to handle it, please open my daughter path and make it easy for her on this journey, and Allah give me the strength to provide for my family *quietly cries*

Knock knock…

Humairah goes to see who is at the door and is pleasantly surprise to see her friend Yasmin

Yasmin: Slmz Humi, how are you? (tries to put a brave face at the sight of her poor friend face, they have been friend since childhood and she knew all about Nadeem)

Humi: Wslmz, Yaso, it so nice to see you, please come in, (showing her to the lounge) would you like some tea or coffee?

Yaso: Aah have you forgotten we are fasting dearie!

Humi: and I know someone is off (winking at Yaso)

Yaso: how do you know!

Humi: lucky guess and also you have a stain on your top *Laughing)

Yaso: damn that kajoor sauce you made for me, giving me away like that *also giggling* but I’m fine really…how are you? And how is my darling niece?

Humi: Ah we all good shukr…she is okay, I think the divorce and pregnancy is having a toll on her…being in eidith*Term means is mourning period to which a spouse has lost either his/her spouse or is given a divorce) isn’t easy

Yaso: Yeah poor kid…Don’t worry Insha’Allah she will be great…Listen I spoke to a few ladies around the area if you still interested in cooking, they willing to give you a call…

Humi: Ah my best friend, always looking out for me, and I would, as soon as I get enough, I want to send Ayesha to whatever her heart desire to study, she always was good at fashion, you should see her abaya designs!

Yaso: ofcouse I do! I love her designs, she just need a little push and I know just how! (Smiling at her friend)

Meanwhile in Ayesha room:

Ayesha receives an invite from someone new

Luqmaan Joosub would like to add you on Facebook?

Who is Luqmaan and why is he inviting her….

Author Note:

Another chapter, another story revealed hmm…. Let me know what you guys think so far! I love hearing from you! And what do you guys think about our young Luqmaan is up to…?

Lots of Love Shaaira

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Encourage Youth in Daily Ramadaan Drama

Daily Ramadaan Drama:

Opening her phone to see message from her ex-husband…

Ayesha: Ya Allah what have I done wrong to be serve such a faith…Looking at herself in the mirror…

With a pounding heart…she thinks of the most unspeakable act…

*Bing*

Another message arrived but from someone else…

Mom: Ramadaan Mubarak my baby…I love you :*
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First tarawee:

Moulana: Please be quiet and fill in the spaces, we want to start Insha’Allah
People start filling in…

Zakir looks amongst the people to see If he can spots his kids and is disappointed when he cannot…

Yusuf: Slmz abba! (smiling bright in front of his father)

Zakir: Slmz beta what took you guys so long? (looking at Luqmaan)

Luqmaan points at the far end where his friend Irfaan is standing, Zakir sees and nods in understanding

After Isha is preformed, Zakir stands and get everyone’s attention,

Zakir: Salaam (Peace be upon you) my dear brothers, Moulana Shuaib and I decided it times to allow our youth to participate in one of the most powerful month, we decided for the last ten rakaats, we will ask or anyone young man can even volunteer to perform it for us.

Quickly words started to spread, one young gentleman held up his hand

Zakir: jee brother?

Imran: Slmz brother what if you are not know the para we are on that night? Like some of us youth aren’t hif ul Quran?

Zakir: Good question brother, if it is such, we do not expect you guys to read the para if you do not know, you can read the shorter suras, unless you are willing to learn the night before…

At this announcement the whole crowd is buzzing when a rude man jumps in?

Rude man: But brother than how would we complete the Quran?
Another few chorus the same opinion.

Zakir: Please brothers calm down, this initiative is to encourage our youth, with this bless month I am sure we will complete it and at the same time bring better unity in our community, there is a sign up sheet by the door if any youth wish to help with the rakaats, JazakaAllah for the patience, let us all stand and commence the first tarawee!
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First Sehri:
Yumna prepares a variety of different breakfast items while waiting for her husband to join her.

Ebrahim: Woah..are we expecting guests?

Yumna: No why?

Ebrahim: uhm honey there enough food here to feed an army…

Yumna: oh..i might have went a little overboard…

Ebrahim laughs and hold her tight

Ebrahim: JazakaAllah for all that you do…I wish my parents were here to see…

Yumna: They in better place (Cupping his face) and I know they would be shouting at me for overfeeding you and making you fat! (pretending to rub his belly)

Ebrahim laughs and join his wife and afterward goes to the room and completes their salah…

Over at the moosa:

Ayesha wakes up to her alarm…quietly brushes her teeth and goes in the kitchen…look in the fidge and start preparing their sehri…

Nadeem walks in the kitchen: Slmz beti what for sehri?

Ayesha: Jungle oats…

Nadeem: Well better not burn it like last time and where is that mother of yours…

Ayesha: She is probably reading namaaz…

Nadeem: she is forever praying…and does not see to her husband!

Ayesha flinches and calmly places her father meal while hurriedly going to check on her mother…

The sight of her mother with a slight swollen lip…

Ayesha: Ya Allah did he hit you again!

Humairah: No hunny…I just got stung by something, did you eat nicely, you know with the baby you can’t fast…you need to keep all your energy?

Ayesha: I ate already*She lied*,your porridge is on the stove…thanks for the message..Ramadaan Mubarak to you as well (Hugging her mother and trying to keep her emotions in check)I…I Love you mommy

Humairah: No…No tears darling (Wiping her daughter eyes) I love you too, let me eat real quick than I will come rub for you some oil (noticing her daughter swollen feet)

Ayesha: I’m not crying…just baby hormones and don’t worry I will rub, you just eat and get a few hours rest ok!

Just as Humairah sit to eat,

Nadeem: Oh you finish pray for the whole world, better pray that someone will be interested in Ayesha…How much longer do you intend to keep her, she need to grow up and find her own way

Humairah: How can you say such a thing, she is our daughter and she can stay as long as she likes! And what concern is it too you, you are the reason our poor daughter is in this state! Get her married to that druggie!

Nadeem: Hey! Atlest he was willing to marry her lazy ass! All she ever does is read those silly books! She can’t even cook, No wonder Junaid left her!

Humairah: How dare you! Our daughter was studying when-
Before she could complete her sentence…The was a loud resounding slap!
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A week after the 1st Roza…Outside the masjid
Moulana Shuaib: Slmz brother (Hugging Zakir) I am glad you are here, I have spoken to some of my fellow Ustad and we have all agreed it would be best if you accompany them for ziarat next month, it will all be funded ofcouse, what do you say?

Zakir: I am honoured to be considered, but I will first have to check with my wife and kids, their well-being is my first concern.

Moulana S: That is very true, well let us know, let us read now.

After Namaaz:
Zakir walks in on the boys running around the house, while his wife Ferhana is on the phone

Zakir greet them loudly and the boys run quikly into his open arms, Ferhana smile and cut the call

Ferhana: Slmz, how was mosque? Any boys volunteered?

Zakir: Not yet, but I think if one volunteers than the other shall follow, it still early days, so my dear wife, what is left for me to eat?

Ferhana: well if it was left to the little monsters (pointing at the twins, who are currently wrestling in the lounge) there would be nothing, but luckily, I have save you some Haleem and samosas

Zakir: Aah my saviour goddess, let me clean up and I will join you in the kitchen

Opening the door to their bathroom, Zakir notices Luqmaan looking far off on his bed…. After washing up, he enters Luqmaan room

Zakir: Slmz son, uhm is there something amiss?

Luqmaan: Nothing dad…just tired. I am going to sleep (turn his head to the other side)

Zakir walk back to the kitchen with look of gloom

Ferhana: Now where that sunny smile gone, did the boys make a mess in the bathroom again? (Giving them a stern stare)

Zakir: No, it Luqmaan ever since his enter collage his has no time and wont confide in me anymore?

Ferhana: Oho, is that why, from my experience, there a time when our kids will distance themselves, but just be patience, our son will open up to us…

Yusuf and Bilal enter

Bilal: Mommy! Bha won’t share his comic with me!

Yusuf: Because he will mess it! Plus, he got his own!

Bilal: But I can’t find it and I want to read also!

Yusuf: Mo-

Ferhana: Boys! Let us leave Dad in peace and go talk this out in the lounge

(Smiling at Zakir as she led the boys into the lounge)
From his seat, he watches as his wife handle the boys

Ferhana: Ok listen up my marshmallows, what do we always say in our house? (sternly looking at Yusuf)

Yusuf: that sharing is caring and that Allah is happy with those who share with his fellow brother…but mommy he has his own?

Ferhana: I know but seeing as you his big brother, shouldn’t you atlest read it to him, be together and share in the story, and Biloo…You must always keep your thing nicely just like your brother…Okay?

Bilal: Jee Ummi…Could you read us a story?

Yusuf: Jee mommy! Please!

Ferhana laughs: Ok but on one condition, both of you quickly change into pjs and brush the teeth and jump into bed, then I will join you after seeing to dad mmm?

Both Yusuf and bilal: Jee Ummi (races to get done)

Zakir: My sneaking wife, what is it with your stories?

Ferhana: (winks) it a trade secret, are you done?

Zakir: jee, don’t worry I will clean up, I bet the boys are already tuck in, (kissing her on cheek as he start to clear up)
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Author Note:

Apologies my dear readers, Over the last couple of days have been pretty hectic for me, but Insha’Allah I do hope to post better in the future, I hope you enjoying the story so far? Do you have any questions?
Please do remember to keep me in urls precious duas!

Lots of love
Shaaira Sathar

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Daily Ramadaan Drama
Dedicated to Zarina and her blogoholics!
In a small community of Overport lived three couples from different walks of life.

Ebrahim and Yumna Tayob:
Ebrahim works for huge Accounting firm while his wife runs a successful catering business, they had tried for many years and failed to have what they desired the most…a bundle of joy…This Ramadaan…their lives are about to change…

Zakir and Ferhana Joosub: Zakir is Hafiz at local masjid while his wife is a stay at home mother to their three sons, their Eldest Luqmaan is at uni studying to become a doctor while his two youngest who are twins, Yusuf and Bilal, are in primary school. Despite his many efforts Zakir cannot seem to connect with Luqmaan…but this Ramadaan this father and son duo will be tested.

Nadeem and Humairah Moosa, Nadeem is unemployed while Humairah tries and make end meet by taking odd jobs cooking for people, they have a 19-year-old divorced daughter who is six month pregnant. Hardship has hardened their daughter Ayesha to the point of her considering aborting her unborn baby…

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Humairah rises early and prepares breakfast…
Walk in their heavily pregnant daughter Ayesha

Ayesha: Slmz (low voice)

Humairah: Slmz beti, sit down and have some breakfast (pointing to the two plates with breakfast, knowing her mother won’t eat saving it for her and her father)

Ayesha: JazakaAllah ma, but I am meeting the girls early this morning and I will just grab a muffin from the café, and don’t worry I got some money on me..
Humairah: but beti, you need to eat for you and the baby…

Ayesha: I am fine mom…Slmz (walk out in a huff)

Meanwhile at the Tayob residents:
Yumna: (on the phone) jee, I cannot believe it will be Ramadaan this Saturday, it feels like just yesterday, we had eid.
Gulshan (Her friend): Jee, I actually been preparing for like two months now, did you take my advice and hire that lady I spoke to you about?
Yumna: No, honestly it will feel strange not preparing our Ramadaan savories myself…but with my schedule I just haven’t gotten down to it.
Gulshan: Yea shame it not easy, well if you ever change your mind, message me I got her number.

Yumna: Thanks will do, I got to go, another client just walk in..Slmz

Elderly couple walks in,

Yumna: Slmz, how may I help you?

Uncle Fazil: Slmz beti, My wife and I always prepare eid by our house, this year the kids told us they want to hire out, we were little skeptical so we had volunteered to find the catering…

Yumna: Aw how lovely, well my name is Yumna, My business is small but I have managed quite a few successful events, I got a set menu and hire the best cooks and wait stuff, I got a few sample menu if you like to see?

Aunty Zuleika: Make my husband maaf, he has no manners, My name is Zuleika and this is Fazil Amod, We are a bit old school, if it not too much trouble could you organised some samples for us to taste, we have heard such lovely things about your company

Yumna: JazakaAllah, it lovely to meet you too and I can organised something for next week? If that ok?

Uncle Fazil look a bit surprised

Aunty Z: Maaf dear, it Ramadaan so we won’t be able to come. Could you try for this Friday, if it not too much of a hassle?

Yumna: Oh yeah..uhm Could I maybe have your number and I will let you know? Because I will try and see if I can get some samples to show you guys? (smiles)

Uncle Fazil, quickly write down their details and hurries along his wife

Yumna smiles and make dua that Allah keep her and Ebrahim happy like that married couple.

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Adhaan is being called…

Luqmaan and his twin brothers prepare to go to mosque, when Luqmaan get a call from a friend
Luqmaan: Slmz bra, howsit?
Irfaan: wslmz,listen are heading to the bali?

Luqmaan: yup, little rascals are with, why? Need a lift?
Irfaan: yup..I am at the engine garage on sparks
Luqmaan chuckles and tell him to wait his coming..and cuts the call
Luqmaan: little detour boys, picking irfaan up

Yusuf: ag man, Irfaan need to get his own car
Bilal: why? I like Irfaan, his fun unlike bha *showing tongue*
Yusuf: (roll his eyes) you like everyone bilal

Bilal: no I don’t!
Yusuf: yes you do!

Luqmaan shake his head at his brother’s antics, when he notices a young lady who is heavily pregnant across the street looking so lost…*I wonder who that is, and where is her husband*
Arriving at the garage, he notices Irfaan with shady crowd of people…

Luqmaan: You guys stay put while I go and get Irfaan (giving them a stern warning with his voice)
Approaching the group

Tattoo gangster 1: Hey look who it is? Mr holy than thou *causing the group to snicker*
Luqmaan: Irfaan…Can we please go? (avoiding eye contact with the others)

Irfaan: Chill bra…listen I need another hit by end of the week, I should have the money arrange ok? (speaking to main man who wearing a leather jacket)
Before they could leave, the two rascals left the car and came there
Bilal obviously not aware of the danger speaks first: Irfaan! Please tell Yusuf I don’t like everyone, his being mean!

Yusuf just roll his eyes and turn to Luqmaan: I tried to stop him, but he won’t listen!
Luqmaan: get back in the damn car! *raising his voice*
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Friday night…

Radio Alansaar: Muslim Jamaat has sighted the moon in three different cities, confirming that tomorrow the 27th May 2017 will be the first fast.
*bing*

Zakir opens his phone to see the abundances of messages flowing, with each new ping…his heart quickens with excitement…The Holy month has begun!

Author Note:
Another year of excitement has begun, I cannot express my excitement in writing another drama series, I hope you enjoy this new chapters as I do writing them!
And Most importantly I hope everyone has an amazing Ramadaan and remember us all in url pious duas!

Lots of Love
Shaaira Sathar

The final chapter: Two proposals and a baby in Daily Ramadaan Drama

Daily Ramadaan Drama

Previously

Zaheer is seriously injured and has been sent in for second op, meanwhile Amod residents fear eviction.

 

Zaheer Hospital Room:

“He is comatose”….

“He might never walk again”

“He won’t be the same person you remember”

Those were all comments that Ayesha heard from doctors, family members and far off relative…It has been four days since Zaheer second op, and he has yet to wake up…doctors fear the worst, even her father in law look at her with pity, but somehow Allah work such a miracle, that I had two unlikely allies on my side, My mother in law and Tasmia. Their faith and mine never weaver for a moment that my Zaheer will make a full recovery. Although it was tough forgiving Tasmia for her path, I saw how immensely guilt she felt, and took it upon myself to be her guide. Atlas I realize with my quest for knowledge through social media and my dependency on my cell phone, that it didn’t have all the answer I needed, only one place could give me what I desire, my muslilah, praying to my Allah.

Me: Slmz Zaheer, I know what everyone say, and I guess from medical point they might be right, but I know my Allah, he won’t let us down, and he will bring you back to us (rubbing my still flat tummy)

I was initial shocked when my mother told me to take a pregnancy test, and it come out positive…but with that joy of learning my family was growing, the nightmare began…hearing of Zaheer shooting, shock me to the core…I continually cried and tried to be strong, but seeing his still form, still haunts me…that when something miracles occurred…my mother in law grab me and held me tight in a hug, repeatly saying that our Zaheer was coming back…and soon after Tasmia join us.

Me: I refuse to see a doctor, I can’t do this pregnancy without you Zaheer, I am so sorry for not realizing sooner how lucky I am to have a husband like you. I will never take you for grated every again… (Holding his hand)

Tasmia enter the room…her eyes swollen from crying for days…I felt incredibly guilty for not noticing her need for attention, all she need is little care and tough love…

Me: come, I’m sure Zaheer will want to hear his sister alright…

Tasmia sit across on the other end…

Tasmia: bha…I am so so sorry, I have done my things wrong In my life as short as it is…but seeing you(trying to keep her tears in)…I can’t …I am just so sorry, you always been my protector, my best friend…please get better(she whisper the last part)

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Meanwhile

Hashim look at his daughter and notices her sudden change…his daughter was always the shy type, never one to care for fashion or seek out activities her friends participates…but over these last few days, he seen the slight changes…the add makeup, the cell phone clutch tightly in her hand, and the odd smile now and then…

While reading namaaz, he was approached by Mr Amod, apparently he asked to see my family and I on Eid day, knowing that my wife prepare a huge feast I invite them along for lunch…

Ahmed: JazakaAllah for the invite, we shall love to come.

After mosque I told my wife of what happen, and she suddenly smile in glee….

Fatima: Isn’t it obvious, one of her son must want our Fatima, so they most probable want to come for proposal!

Hashim: excuse me, I won’t accept…my daughter deserve the best, after all she has the best of things, how can I allow my baby to be married off to poor relations…(Hashim scoffs)

Fatima: Hashim! We were also poor once, don’t judge them, and please don’t be petty…. (Rolling her eyes at her husband)

Amina room:

Farhaan and Wasim were playing with Amina in her room when they hear their father arrive, greeting his family, he smile pointly at Farhaan

Ahmed: Son, I got good news, we are invited to have lunch at Hashim Omar for Eid….

Farhaan stand up…

Farhaan: what…are you?

Ahmed: (laughs) what do you think, I would forget my dear son request, I want to bring the proposal up, and he kindly offer a luncheon, so I obviously accepted, I hope you don’t mind Jameela (smiles sheepishly at his wife)

Jameela: I don’t mind, dear husband, but what do I take along, they are awfully wealthy and I am sure they will be dress to the nines….Oh Allah!! I completely forgot to do Eid shopping for the girls…what I would get them….

Ahmed: (smiles gently at his wife) my dear, worry not…we are not people who need to associate ourselves with others, my daughters and you are beautiful, anything you wear will be great, and don’t forget that!

Jameela: You are right my husband, Ya Allah what would I do without you. But we do not…poor Amina won’t have nothing new to wear…

Just than Yusrah walks in…

Yusrah: Fear not, mother dearest, I will make Amina Eid outfit, it is time I practice what I am learning, and I am sure I can whip up something special

Jameela: ok, let us go get some material, I hear the store on 5th has a special.

 

Mosque:

Ziyaad: It hopeless, and my daughter is so irresponsible, I thoughts I raised her better…oh where did I go wrong, what didn’t I give her…

Faheem was busy reading his Quran when he overheard Ziyaad heated conversion with someone over the phone, he knew it was rude to overhear, but he hasn’t had a chance to check up on his friend after they found out that he was place in coma state after his surgery, seeing Aunty Rashida and the girls in tears broke his heart, and seeing his dear friend in such a state wasn’t easy, every day without fail, Faheem would read duas and give charity on Zaheer name, and now to hear a father bad mouthing his daughter for a mistake I am sure she feel guilty…but blame cannot only be place on her, these incidents are regular occurrences that society has become immune to it…instead of being negative, he should be supporting his family and praying for his son recovery

Ziyaad cut his call and notices Faheem staring at him…

Ziyaad: Slmz Faheem, how you beta?

Faheem: I am alright shukr, how is Zaheer and the family?

Ziyaad: still the same…I haven’t been to the hospital, the business is been so busy…but I get regular updates from my wife. You should pop in, we having an Eid sale…

Faheem: JazakaAllah, I rather go and see Zaheer, after all life is too short, and we should be continually support ones friends and family.

This stump Ziyaad…after all what he to do…his only son, his legacy is seriously injured and might never walk again could drive any man to find a vice to keep his brain occupied…for him it work…

Ziyaad: some of us that have the privilege of an innocent mind, some of us live with the knowledge of a harder time son, don’t forget…

After leaving, Ziyaad had an urge to see his son…should he go or….head to work

 

Meanwhile

Wasim and Melissa, met up at their regular spot…

Melissa: are you for real?

Wasim: yeah my mother found out about you, and she asked to meet you (shrugging his shoulders) listen if you don’t want to it cool…

Melissa: no it just…I got some news today…

Wasim: yeah?

Melissa: my parents are thinking of moving…

Wasim: (sit upright) don’t they understand that it your last year…how can they…

Melissa: they thought of that (signing) offer for me to stay at the campus dorms…

Wasim: but you would miss them too much…

Melissa look up shocked that Wasim knew her so well…She felt angry and sadden her parents were making such a huge deal and not including her…after all it did affect her the most..

Wasim: (holding her hand) hey, it ok…I guess I…I thought maybe we had a future, but I would never expect you to choice between your family and me…

Melissa is relived that Wasim was being so sweet and supportive….surprising her…even Fatima had taken off at her…and she just her friend…a friend who apparently almost hitch…so much she would miss….

 

27th night:

Ziyaad and the rest of lydenburg men met and took their places for Salah, upon hearing the azaan, they quickly broke their fast with a date and started to follow the moulana, leading them in prayer….Ziyaad phone which is place on vibrate, was buzzing, he didn’t want to break his namaaz so he let it ring and completed his Salah

Upon his mat” Ya Allah I do not ask this for me, but rather for my unborn grandchild, a father is a protector, a role model and a provider, and every little bunda you have place on this earth need one, do not take away my son, grant him complete shifa….I know that medical standpoint he isn’t good, but please perform a miracle, he is a better than I am”

After making sincere duas, he made his way to his car…taking out his phone, and see 8 miss call from his wife…what could it be…did something happen to Zaheer…he rushes to dial…she answer on the first ring

Rashida: You better hurry to the hospital now! (Cut the call before he could reply)

 

Amod resident:

Ahmed and his family just finish their supper when there a knock on the door…Ahmed answers and his landlord is there

Landlord (LL): Good evening Mr Amod, I hope I am not interrupting?

Ahmed; no it fine, we have just finished our supper, would you care for cup of tea?

LL: no thank you, I am sorry to be the bearer of bad news….but I had spoken it over with the board. They cannot wait another month for you to come up with the rent, you have to be evicted by next week (handing over the envelope)

Ahmed: but sir-

LL: I am sorry I tried, but they already have someone line up, if you could produce something by tomorrow or Sunday, I cannot help you…

Ahmed closes the door…where would they go. He was only able to get half the rent, and it would be impossible to raise the other by Sunday….

Jameela ushers the kids to clean the kitchen…

Jameela: worry not my husband, Allah works in mysterious ways…don’t lose hope (kissing his check)

This is how it always been with them, when one loses faith, the other carry hope for the both of them…

While praying, he ask Allah for a mircle….to save his family for being put on the street.

 

Meanwhile

Marko joins his Hashim and his family for a braai….

Marko: So I told the family about the move, Mel has been sulking but want to move with us…

Hashim: I cannot imagine what you going though, although I am having my own dilemma, you remember Ahmed Amod…?

Marko: Ah yes, he is a pleasant fellow, but what I hear almost homeless…

Hashim: what? I didn’t know this…

Marko explain about the Amod situation and this anger Hashim more…

Hashim: That man! He actually came the other day, expecting to speak to me….my wife think one of his son want to marry our Fatima! Like I would ever allow her into that situation!

Fatima overhear her father, and rushes to her room crying…Mel follows

Mel: hey, what wrong?

Fatima: my father hates Farhaan family, just because they aren’t well off…they have been having some financial problems and now my father would reject Farhaan proposal!

Mel: oh dear, what are you going to do?

Fatima: I don’t- wait….I think I know of a way…. (She smiles and whisper her plan to Melissa)

…..

 

Farhaan is reading his Quran when he is paid a visit by his mother….

Jameela love spoiling her children, and ever since Farhaan moved so far away, she constantly misses him, before Esha, She get Wasim to drop her off at his flat…after all he will soon be married man and forget all about his dearest mother.

Jameela: Slmz beta, I brought some treats (holding a tray of freshly baked biscuits)

Farhaan: Slmz mommy, come in…What bring mommy here, not that I mind (smiles)

Jameela: well I felt it was only right, I spoke to you in private…come sit…I know you heart is sat on this girl and I don’t know her, but from what I hear around, she seem like really nice young lady, and as a mother I would like to know I raised you to be respectful loving son to become a lovely husband as well…(petting his check) I do know you to be a fair judge of character but in certain times, you can be a little naïve son, and that not necessary a bad thing, in our society, certain “classes” are place, and I know we aren’t the riches family but we do live comfortably…

Farhaan: I know and I couldn’t be prouder to be a part of you…

Jameela: I know beta, (her eyes soften) and I also know that this girl you wish to marry comes from a different background, she is uses to different comforts…and even though we naïve at a tender age, later in life it will cause issues, so do speak to her and make sure that you get both side approvals, it important for a girl family to accept the boy, after all they are giving you one of their precious gems…

Just than another knock comes interrupting before he could answer his mother…opening the door to face a flushed Fatima…

Fatima: Slmz…Oh Farhaan please we need to elope…My father would never accept us….

 

Meanwhile at the hospital

Ziyaad rushes to his son wards…fearing the worst only to be confronted with his smiling wife

Rashida: Oh Ziyaad! You won’t believe the good news!

Ziyaad: Zaheer awake?

Rashida: jee and he absolutely fine, shukr to Allah but that not the good news!

Ziyaad: it not…? (Raised his eyebrow at his wife)

Rashida: Our Tasmia is engaged….

Ziyaad: whaaat?!!!

 

In the room: (few hours earlier)

Tasmia is quietly sitting at her brother side reading her Quran, when Faheem walks in, he greet her and sit next to his friend

Faheem: hey bud, I know you can hear me, so I will only tell you this once, I had consider your proposal, and to be honest…I kind of thinking of going through with it, but I need my wingman, so please wake up…

Next thing Faheem know, he get a slap on his shoulder…Zaheer is smiling humourlessly at his bud…

Faheem and Tasmia both wake up in shock and yell out Zaheer name!

Causing Rashida and Ayesha to rush in

Ayesha look at everyone shocked face and smiles at her hubby…

Ayesha: I though you wanted to wait till tonight to announce your awakening?

Zaheer: (Smile sheepishly at his wife) I could resist, my bud just gave me some excellent news, and I couldn’t pretend a second longer…

Three confused people look at husband and wife…

Rashida: he woke up, why you didn’t tell me?!

Ayesha: I wanted to mommy, but Zaheer ask me not to…

Zaheer: Don’t be angry at her, I asked her to keep it quite…after all I need some privacy with my wife, we been a part to long, I am sorry for keeping you guys on edge…

Tasmia: So you know about the baby…

Zaheer: (smiles at Ayesha) jee….he/she is the reason I woke…Allah must know I still have much to do, including getting my bud his bride (looking at his friend and sister)

Faheem is shocked…: Bud…I

Zaheer: please don’t say you backing out…

Faheem: no, but we still need her approval… (Looking at Tasmia)

Tasmia: what going on…why the both of you looking at me….is there something on my face (bend down to search for a mirror)

Rashida: is it…do you really want our Tasmia?

Both Ayesha and Tasmia look at Rashida shock, while Faheem nods…

Faheem: if she is ok with it…? (Looking at Tasmia for approval)

Tasmia contemplates…

Tasmia: (and answer simply) yes…

….

 

Farhaan quickly hide the envelop of cash under his parents pillow, and while his other siblings are lookout…

Wasim: I can’t believe they didn’t tell us…

The siblings got together and sold whatever their didn’t need, so that they could drum up enough cash to pay for their rent…even little Amina gave her savings and old toys to sell…

Farhaan couldn’t be prouder of his siblings, especially Yusrah, who got a job, and planning on completing her studies part-time so she can help with household expenses.

Yusrah: hurry up, they gonna be suspious if we all not at the table…

After everyone settle for their iftar, they listen to the radio, for the announcement of Eid…

Radio announcer: It has been confirmed, with many of the sightings all over the country that tomorrow will definitely be the 1st of Shawwal and Eid, Eid Mubarak to the Ummah and remember us all in your pious duas.

The whole table erupts in cheers, even though they haven’t figured how to pay the rent, he atlest got another extension for a week, he took up extra shifts and even Jameela offer more classes to raise up funds. They didn’t want to disappoint their children, so they kept aside a small potion, to buy them a small gift each…

After iftar, Ahmed and Jameela settle in their room, discussing their Eid plan, when Ahmed felt something strange under his pillow…Removing the envelope he found…he opened it and saw R15 000…just the amount he needed to pay of the rent…

Jameela: huh…where did this come from?

Ahmed: It reads, Eiddy and there is no name….but I have an inking who’s responsible…

Jameela: me too (smiling)

Eid Morning:

Amina bounces into her parent’s room and jump on the bed….

Amina: Eid Mubarak (hugging both her parents, while the other join them) did you find your Eiddy? (The other groan)

Wasim: that was a secret Amina, you weren’t supposed to tell them!

Amina look at her mother: but Ummi said I can tell her all my secrets, and she won’t tell anyone, right Ummi?

Jameela laughs and nods…..

After phoning Farhaan and telling the kids how proud they are of them for banding together, they brought out their little gifts, which they really appreciated…

Amina and Yusrah got ready while Wasim help his father to go pay a visit to their landlord….

….

Later at Hashim place:

Everything was done up smart and Fatima mother welcome the Amods warmly.

After everything was eaten and everyone got acquainted, the men decided to talk in the lounge…

Hashim: So I am so grateful to you for bring my Fatima back…I know when I…

Ahmed: there is no need, we only ask is that you give Farhaan a chance. He is an amazing young man, he has overcome so much in his young life and I know he will treasure your daughter.

Hashim: To be honest I was against this match purely based on your income level, but after Fatima tried to run away, my wife was kind enough to remind me of a time where we were also poor, we didn’t have our parents approval and elope and married, although we are happily married, 29 good years, it would’ve been nice to have my in law approval…so son, I won’t ask of your background or financial situation, I just have one question…

Farhaan: jee (preparing himself)

Hashim: Would you love my daughter with all your heart?

Farhaan: Jee, she is my path to Jannah, I want her beside me on the day of Judgement…she complete me…I will love her till my last breath…

Hashim seem to contemplate his answer and simply reply: “you have my approval son”

Everyone was happy….

Wasim introduce Melissa to his mother, and Mel introduce Wasim to her…Seem like her father had a change of heart, when he saw his daughter happiness lies here…

Meanwhile

At the Adam household

Although he is much better, he wasn’t discharged from hospital, so everyone had a light meal and visited Zaheer at the hospital…even Faheem brought his parents…they had heartily accepted Tasmia…Her father took a little convincing after all, she was his baby and although he was upset with her he still loved her dearly.

Zaheer look at his family laughing and joking…he quietly take Ayesha hand…and place a small kiss inside the palm of her hand…

Ayesha: what wrong?

Zaheer: nothing, everything is perfect…there is one thing left…I am so sorry for overacting to that message…if we haven’t fought-

Ayesha: (Ayesha stop him) hey, if you haven’t, I wouldn’t have realize what a doofus I was…Zaheer, you are my partner, and I will never take you for granted ever again. I love you.

Zaheer: And I love the both of you (placing a kiss on her tummy).

Author Note:

The completion of yet another Ramadaan, and blog…How the times flies. I hope this answer any lingering questions about my dear characters…and I hope everyone has enjoyed just journey, as much as I have. I appreciate all the vote of confidence and dedication to my blog…You guys rock!!!

So as our darling Amina would say: Eid Mubarak Everyone! I hope everyone has a wonderful and sugar-coated day! Please remember me and my family in your duas…Even though I am excited for Eid…I am sadden that we have to say goodbye to the blessed month of Ramadaan, May Allah accept our Ibadah and gives us many more Ramadaan and Eid’s Insha’Allah.

P.S: I hope to hear from you guys think of the ending and who is your favourite character…Mines is definitely Amina ❤ but then again…I love them all :p

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The Day After in Daily Ramadaan Drama

Daily ramadaan drama 
Previously 
Ayesha is suddenly ill and tasmia is seen hanging out with strangers which leads to a shoot out 
Doubells
Melissa joins her parents in the dinner tables and hears her father complaining about the staff staying away sick for the pass couple of days
Mel: it’s this horrid weather we’ve been having, even i am feeling under the weather 
Jen: aw my poor baby, maybe I should get that delicious soup recipe from Rashida, she says it works wonders on her kids 
Marko: I don’t think a soup can cure anything but I would love some soup, how is the Adam family? 
Jen: Rashida is finished the poor woman doesn’t know whether she is coming or going, and there is still no improvement in his conditions 
Marko: how his wife taking it? Shame they are so young to be going through such difficulties 
Jen: yeah especially since they weren’t even talking before this 
Mel: are u guys talking about the shoot out at that garage? It’s all over social media
Jen: yes, the poor family has no privacy plus I hear that the wife isn’t even talking to the family 
Mel: I hear it’s his sister….
Marko: no idea I hear it was a gang hit
Jen: the both of you!! We cannot speculate, as we all know what horrible rumors can do
While everyone sits and ponder there , another family is going through hardship… 
The Amods: 
Farhaan: but mommy-
Jameela: I don’t want to hear it, you need to save your money, marriage isn’t easy my son plus I am sure we will figure something.. Allah is always there
Ahmed: your mother is right Farhaan this is our concern you shouldn’t be worried , concentrate on your studies and leave this to me, I will just have to ask for an extension 
The Amods are backlogged on their rent and their landlord is threatening to evict them … 
Jameela: I got some money saved from my samosa sales and I am sure I can get a few more Rands if I offer some private tuition for Qur’an 
Ahmed: my dear wife how can I ever repay you, you do so much but still offer to take on more, IN Shaa Allah this eid I shall have the money, just waiting on uncle Rasheed 
After listening to his parents talk Farhaan decided quietly to help without his parents knowing but first he will have to tell Fatima… I hope she understands 
Amina decided to help her parents as well and goes quietly in her room and opens her stuffed bear that her brother gave her as a present 
Amina:let me see, R10 and R2 and R8 and R9 that makes R29!! , that’s a lot of money, mommy will be so proud of me ( she smiles and hurries to offer her mom) 
Jameela: Amina what are you doing? 
Amina: (big smile) I got money to pay papa’s rent so no more we have to leave isn’t (handling over her savings)
Jameela: (teary eyed) aw my darling thank you, I know how much you have been saving so do me a favor ok keep this money and if papa needs I will tell you ok, (pinching her cheek) my sweet baby mustn’t worry ok papa and I got this (winking) 
Meanwhile 
Ayesha: Ya Allah I know I haven’t been a good wife but please Allah don’t take my husband from me, I promise to stay away from what’s bad for me and I promise that our baby will be just like his/ her father, Ya Allah please don’t make me raise this baby alone (crying as she makes dua on her musallah (prayer mat))  
At A Cafe
Fatima receives a message from Farhaan to meet him, she was shocked after all they never met….wonder what he wants?
After waiting another few seconds, a young handsome man arrives, he had light brown eyes and short dark brown hair, he is wearing a plain kurtha (men’s Islamic wear) and blue toupee…could he be….and with him is a little girl holding his hand 
Farhaan: Aslaamuliakom, are you Faatimah? 
His voice is so soft and amazing 
Fatima: jee I am Fatima 
Farhaan: oh maaf ( he sits across her) I hope you don’t mind I brought my little sister with (pointing at a little girl) her name is Amina 
Fatima: slmz Amina I don’t mind (smiles)
Amina is shy so she just greets softly and sits next to her brother
Fatima smiles at Amina: how old are you? 
Amina: (looks at Farhaan for permission to which he nods) I am 8 years old 
Fatima: aw I wish I was 8 too, it’s the best year isn’t it
Amina: can I tell you a joke?
Fatima: sure?
Amina: why didn’t the shellfish want to share their sweets?
Fatima: I don’t know.. why? 
Amina: because they are shelfish 
Both Farhaan and Fatima laugh with Amina 
Amina nods, she likes Fatima
Farhaan looks at them interacting and knew he made the right choice.. He just hoped that she doesn’t mind waiting a bit 
Fatima: so Farhaan what did you want to meet about? 
Farhaan: I know I haven’t chatted much I just want to ensure we do not commit any sin; that’s also why I brought Amina along, I really like you and I even asked my dad to ask your father for your hand (both Farhaan and Fatima blush at that) and I want to make Nikaah soon but I have little funds, and at the moment my parents are having it hard, I wish to help them so I won’t be able to .. 
Fatima: so you want to wait? 
Farhaan: my parents don’t want to accept my help but I feel that I owe them, they raised me and helped me so I feel I want to do the same 
Fatima: I understand I would do the same and I don’t mind waiting…but I would like to at least be engaged(blushing)
Farhaan: (smiles) that can be arranged so can I assume I will get a yes for my proposal? 
Fatima: (blushing) maybe…
Farhaan: let my dad ask and we both make istigara namaaz (smiles) 
Fatima nods 
Meanwhile at the hospital.. 
Rashida:what do you mean my son is gone in for another operation?!! What is the problem? 
Nurse: I am sorry mam but all I know is that the doc has taken him in, as soon as he is out you can ask him 
Rashida huffs.. 
Rashida: can’t believe this, no one knows what’s wrong with Zaheer? 
Tasmia looks gloomily at her mother, she felt incredibly guilty, it’s her fault that her brother is in hospital, still remembering the horrible incident…but who was that guy that was so calm, he really helped my brother if it wasn’t for him I don’t know what I would’ve done
At the mosque: 
Ahmed meet Hashim and Ziyaad after Tarawee
Ahmed: Slmz bha, how’s your boy holding up? 
Ziyaad: not good, I am going now to see him, my wife and daughter are beside themselves 
Hashim: it’s tough, all you can do is make dua, let me go, my daughters will be waiting for me
After Hashim left Ahmed and Ziyaad spoke about the incident when Ziyaad saw Faheem 
Ziyaad: son, jazakaAllah so much, the doc said if you didn’t act as quick as you did ? zaheer would be much worse
Faheem: no don’t thank me uncle, how is he doing, I have been meaning to come by? And how’s Tasmia? 
Ziyaad got angry at the mention of Tasmia, 
Ziyaad: he is still very critical, as for that child, I don’t know what possessed her, she was always such a good child, Allah must guide her 
Faheem felt sorry for Tasmia, everyone was being very rude with her, she is just as traumatized, and she blames herself for the shooting but He felt it isn’t his place to say anything 
He and Ziyaad went together to the hospital, when they are met with an over emotional Rashida and Tasmia 
Author note: 
Well … what could they be crying about? 
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sideeffects in Daily Ramadaan Drama

Daily Ramadaan Drama:


Previously


Amina gets a small life lesson from her mom… 


Ayesha’s Home


Ayesha has been home for two weeks now, yet she has no idea why Zaheer is so angry. Her parents were only too happy to have their youngest at home, but curious as to why Zaheer hasn’t called…


Mom: Do you think something happened between her and Zaheer?


Pa: yeah seems like it, otherwise we would’ve been listening to her talk for hours with him over the phone…why don’t you have a talk with her and find out?


Mom: She won’t say anything to me, but she could never resist her father, now go (pushing her husband to her daughter’s room)


Pa: (Knocking) Beti?


Ayesha: jee, come in daddy…


He found her sitting on her phone…


Pa: Slmz beti, how you today?


Ayesha: (tries to stay strong) I am ok daddy…I just- (she starts crying)


Pa: (Shocked and tries to comfort his daughter) slow down Ayesha I don’t understand (trying to make sense of her between her heavy sobs)


Ayesha: (looking at her father, trying to restrain another bout of tears) Zaheer’s angry at me…and…and…I don’t know why……


Her father was shocked, he knew how much Zaheer loved Ayesha, and couldn’t understand what could’ve gotten him so cross, but before he could contemplate any further, Ayesha suddenly looked ill and ran off to the bathroom


Pa: Ayesha!! What’s wrong beti? (Trying to enter the bathroom, after hearing her vomit for the second time)


Ayesha: (sobbing) no daddy! Please call mom


Rushing to call his wife, and waits impatiently for any news of what’s wrong with Ayesha….






Meanwhile


Marko’s office:


Marko: I spoke to Jen about the move and she is not pleased with me (sighing)


Hashim: it’s understandable, you have moved quite a bit in the last few years…


Marko: but it’s for work Hashim, I was so sure she would be understanding, and now I also have to deal with Melissa’s reaction…


Hashim: my advice, is be honest and listen to what they have to say… (He sounded like he was talking from experience)


After finish off for the day, Marko hurries home, and finds the house empty…Where is his family?


Amods:


Jameela: Tasmia!!! What are you doing?! (Her mother walks in on her eating)


Tasmia: Agh woman, I got my period ok… (Trying to shrug of her mother’s shock)


Jameela: I know when you have your periods! I am your mother!!! What is wrong with you?!


Tasmia: Oh please ma, I was just….not feeling well so I broke my fast, no big deal…


Jameela: Ya Allah what is going on with you, Tasmia ever since Ayesha left you’ve been acting weird


Tasmia: Oh please don’t be melodramatic, it not like I care for that witch (referring to Ayesha)


Jameela became infuriated and slaps Tasmia!


Tasmia is shocked, her mother never raised a hand on her before…


Tasmia: what you think?! One slap and I will listen! Just leave me alone!!! (Rushing off angrily)


Jameela is shocked at her reaction, and tries to call Tasmia back, just then Zaheer walks in


Jameela: (sobbing) it’s all your fault!!! Why did I ever allow you to marry that Ayesha! Now she’s influenced our Tasmia!! She even broke her fast and stormed off!!! (His mother slams her door shut without waiting for him to respond) 

Zaheer: what is going on here…and what does Ayesha have to do with it….




Mall


Mel: Wasim, I told you, I’m not ready ok…my parents aren’t as cool as they seem, they are very protective of me…


Wasim: so…wait are you ashamed of me? (Looking deeply hurt)


Mel: No…I just don’t know how they will react, I want them to like you…


Wasim: what just because I am Muslim they won’t think I am good enough?


Mel: what…no I didn’t….


Wasim: it is pretty much implied…I can’t be with someone who can’t accept me for who I am, I am a Muslim Mel and although I love you, I won’t change who I am….


Wasim leaves feeling despondent….he really thought Mel would be different…




Mel look at her friend…


Mel: what do I do Fatima? I love him but my parents won’t accept him…


Fatima: I know Hun, but if he is someone you really love, than don’t you think your parents will accept him?


Mel: I don’t know…I just don’t understand why he is so insistent…things were great


Fatima: atlest he wants to take things further, Mel I don’t mean to be horrid, but he’s just trying to do right by you…he is one of the decent ones (sounding bitter)


Mel looks at Fatima, she’s been down these last two days…


Mel: what wrong Fatz…you haven’t been yourself?


Fatima: (looks down at her hand) I don’t want to talk about it Mel…I just….I got to go


Mel left shocked…what’s with people and leaving me abruptly!!!




Mosque:


Ahmed: I cannot believe it’s the 20th Roza….How time is flying by…Son what is bothering you?


Farhaan: (looking down) I know you aren’t my father, but you have taken me in your family….and turned my life around…I cannot ever repay what you have done…I won’t ever want to ever disappoint you…


Ahmed looks at Farhaan, He knows Farhaan is one of the good guys and can never disappoint him


Ahmed: what is it son? I know you will never disappoint me….


Farhaan: I know it’s a parents job to find a suitable spouse for their child…and you know I take you as my father and…


Ahmed: You’ve met someone?


Farhaan: no…I mean I have been chatting to this one girl. She’s really amazing dad….I want to propose to her, but I want to do it right…and….and I…wish to have her parents permission…and I don’t know…


Ahmed: Whoa it’s ok son, what’s the girls name and father’s name?


Farhaan: Fatima Joosab and I think her father’s name is Hashim….


Ahmed: ok son, leave it to me, and I do have small piece of advice son, the best person to ask for advice is Allah, so sit In namaaz and talk to him son, he will surely guide you right….




After iftar in the Amods residence:


Amina: Yussie, please play with me!!! I am bored!!


Yusrah: (rolls her eyes at her sister) you always bored, I am busy with work, go by BHA…


Amina runs in her brother’s room, he was asleep on his bed…quietly goes by his phone, perfectly unlocks it and now she can play her favourite game! Candy Crush…


Sittly quietly by her mother and playing with her brother’s phone…


Mom: (looking at her daughter) did you ask BHA if you can use his phone?


Amina: (look innocently up) jee… (Going red in her face)


Mom: (laughing) I know you didn’t, now go ask him quickly before he shouts at you (rolling her eyes at her daughter)


Amina: how did you know? (Looking at her mother in awe)


Mom: I know all my children, now go before I call him! (Telling her sternly)


Amina: but Ummi he is asleep, I will put it back before he wakes up…


Just than Wasim’s phone pings alerting Amina and her mother of a message received…


Amina curiously opens his message:


I am sorry babe, please forgive me, I love you-Mel


Amina: Mommy why is this girl telling BHA she loves him….. (Looking at her mother innocently)


Mom: hey, you know it’s rude to read other people’s messages… (Looking at his message) Ya Allah…he’s dating a non-Muslim!!!




Faheem is filling up at the petrol station when he sees her…Tasmia…what is she doing in this part of town, (he quickly grabs his phone and calls Zaheer)


Zaheer: hey bra, what’s up?


Faheem: bra I am at point road garage and I…I see your sister…she’s with some shady characters, please get here quickly….


Zaheer: I am on my way….


Waiting for few minutes for Zaheer, when he sees one of the guys trying to take advantage of Tasmia…


Faheem: hey dude! Let her go


Stranger 1: hey, mind your own business, this chick owes us money, we can do anything we want with her!


Just than Zaheer arrives….


Zaheer rushes over and drags Tasmia away from stranger 2…


Zaheer: listen I am willing to pay whatever she owes, and we will leave you alone okay… (After Faheem explain what happened)


Stranger 2: (sneers) we don’t neeed your laniey money, give us the chick and we won’t pull a gun on you


Tasmia whimper: I am sorry BHA…I don’t-


Zaheer: Shss it ok (pulling her behind and is join by Faheem) listen here, no need for violence, just take it (taking out his wallet and removing all the cash and offering stranger 1) and go before I call the cops


Faheem: it’s a fair deal…now go…


Stranger 1 takes the money and walks, but stranger 2 refuses and pulls a gun…


Strange 2: I told you, if I don’t get the chick, one of you will be shot… (Firing his gun)






Author Note:


Drama sure is continuing…..I am so sorry for my absence…I was busy with work and my mom birthday!


Anyways I appreciate all the votes and comments, it warm my heart at the amazing response to my story and I hope it stays!!! 


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Happy Birthday to this Amazing Woman, (24th of June is her bday) She is my role model! I love you lots! May Allah grant her many more, and make all her wishes come true In Shaa Allah.


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Special shout out to Author of Diary of confession and Zaahirah for encourage me to post sooner! Thank You!!! I hope this was worth the wait 😉


Curiosity in Daily Ramadaan Drama  

Daily Ramadaan Drama Previously 

Zaheer and Ayesha fight 
Doubels
Makro: Jen I’m getting late, where breakfast? 
Jen: sorry sorry, it coming another minute (rushing around in the kitchen) 
Marko joins her, he moves and quickly put the egg in the plate and grab bottle of juice and put it on the table 
Marko: come, join me
Jen: but I only made enough for you
Marko: there plenty, now come sit by me 
After having breakfast he kiss his wife and leave for work 
Meanwhile in Melissa room 
Mel still much asleep, since exams were over she was officially on holiday, she been looking around for part time job, but no luck 
Just than her phone rings 
Mel: (yawns) hello…

Wasim: (laughs) is my babe still asleep?

Mel: yeah it so early..(looking at the time it 9 am) ok mayb not that early but we stay up till so late I didn’t get much sleep (trying to snuff another yawn) 

Wasim: sorry babe, I just miss seeing you every day, what the plans for today?

Mel: nothing might help mom bake

Wasim: awesome I’m going over by my bro, we planned a guy night 

Mel: that awesome how it is I never hear of this bro?

Wasim: (laughing) that becuz his adopted, his name is Farhaan 

Mel: ooh ok 

Mosque
Ahmed met Ziyaad and both speak intensely about the latest news when Faheem walks in
Ziyaad: Faheem come here, help us settle a matter
Faheem: Jee, what going on? 
Ahmed: we were just discussing the cricket and how I said the our Muslim community even in this pious month watch? Am I right?  
Faheem: Jee….
Ziyaad: but that doesn’t mean they aren’t reading their tarawee, with the new dstv device most men record it 
Faheem: I wouldn’t know I don’t watch sport (feeling slighty awkward) 
Just than there a loud hooter outside 
Ziyaad: that must be Tasmia, have no idea what going on with her, she gone so moody? Anyways I got to go, Slmz
Ahmed and Faheem: wslmz 

Ziyaad: why did you hoot so loud, you could have just call me…

Tasmia: ag fine sorry next time (rolling her eyes) 

Ziyaad: what been going on beta(daughter) we used to talk? Is there something going on in campus? Is someone troubling you? 
Tasmia: dad I’m fine, I’m not little girl anymore, plus if anything bothering me I would tell, now where should i drop you? 
Ziyaad: the garage my car should be ready 
Tasmia: ok 
After dropping her dad, Tasmia goes to meet Hamza
Hamza: hey you made it? 
Tasmia: Duh, so what happened? 
Hamza: nothing I just wanted to see my girlfriend… Is something the matter? 
Tasmia: nothing I just didn’t get my hit at sehri, I slept through 
Hamza: you start already? 
Tasmia: yea… I just don’t want to be aware wen my results come, I think I got some subs
Hamza: but it Ramadaan Tasmia, you could have waited till it over
Tasmia: oh please who are you to judge you know what I’m tired ok so I’m going 
Before hamza could say anything Tasmia rush off in a huff 

Amod 
Amina: Mommy why are there strange people on the road? Always asking for money, don’t they have jobs?
Jameela: (laughing) my clever pumpkin, they aren’t strange, they are called beggars, who do not have a home or job, and that why they beg for money?
Amina: oh shame, that must be so sad not having a home, than why are people so mean to them? 
Jameela: Amina sometimes in life you got to show tough love which is why sometime papa or I don’t give but that doesn’t give us a right to treat them badly, some people are not always nice because they feel these people are not worth their time, as you grow older my child, there will be plenty of situations that cannot be explained but you grow I hope I would’ve instill in you goodness that you still treat even beggars with respect 
Amina nod as she listen to her mother…. 
Author note: 

Today is such a coldish day, I hope everyone is cuddling up and keeping warm!!! 
As we grow older we all realize a small face, the world we live in, is complicated? Don’t u guys agree? 
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