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Virtues of Ayatul Kursiy...
It is narrated when Ayat-ul-Kursiy was revealed to the Holy Prophet (P.B.U.H), Hazrat Jibra'il brought it surrounded by 70 thousand angels and said he who recites it once will be compensated with one thousand years worship. He who recites it before leaving the house is surrounded by one thousand angels who pray for his forgiveness.

The Holy Prophet (P.B.U.H), was pleased to say, he who recites it once after every obligatory prayer only death keeps him away from paradise.

If anyone recites it once before retiring for the night, he will be safe from thieves and burglars.

It is also efficacious in exercising evil spirits and ghosts. Any one trouble with nightmares in sleep should recite it three times before going to bed.

If possible, one tasbeeh (rosary) should be recited everyday for salvation and bliss.

SOMEONE FROM THE PAST.

"Get dressed, mami. We'll stroll around the estate today. Greet my parents and then get some chocolates." Zayn said to Nana who was watching him as he comb and straighten his hair. She never gets tired of looking and touching his hair. She touched his hair at any giving opportunity and he doesn't know since he's sleeping all the time. Or so she thought.

"Yay!" Her eyes lit up when his words register in her mind. She was busy looking at the beautiful specie to even hear his words. Thank goodness she caught his words or she'd never hear the end of it.

"Stop shouting like a bairn! Now get dressed, I hate tardiness you know." Zayn settle on the white couch that's sitting at the other end of the room to wait for her.

"I don't know." She sassily replied before pacing to the closet to get dressed. If she talks to him, they'll keep bickering like children. Yesterday, the same thing happened when he finished washing the dishes.

Since the sun is shining brightly today, she changed from her maxi black dress to a sand summer dress and brown dove hijab wrapped around her face. She slip into brown loafers before removing a brown single hand bag -Fendi collection- from her bag rack. She ferried out, only to find annoyed Zayn tapping his leg on the tiled floor next to the door. It looks like he's ready to fly away from there and leave her all alone. He really dislike tardiness.

"Let's go, grumpy pants." Nana rolled her eyes when his head immediately snap to where she is standing, applying kohl and nude lipstick to match her outfit.

She loves makeup! This is only because they'll be going out and much makeup isn't needed but she would've sat down and tend to her beauty with great care. She has so many makeup stuff and now that she's married to a famous makeup artist's younger brother, there is nothing that will stop her from learning a thing or two from her sister in-law.

Her beauty once again took his breath in a brutal way. There stood his wife, looking as beautiful as ever with the tan sand coloured dress around her body like it is made for her. Her natural makeup make her eyes stood out and her mouth more plump. How will he feel, kissing those lips whilst holding her small waist, damn he's getting more and more perverted staying with her for merely a week. It's proliferating more than cancer would.

He noticed something about her also, she always close her body real well but in a hot fashionable way and he secretly likes it. She should hide what he should only see, not that he's seeing.

Strangely, he wants to see her hair, badly. But she didn't give him the chance, even when she's sleeping, and it frustrates him to no end. From her facial hair, it looks she has dark hair and a lot of hair but she didn't once forget to put on her small dove hijab. Doesn't she get tired of always closing her hair and neck? She's the first girl he has ever come across doing such thing, not even his mother or sisters do that. They like leaving their hair in the open to have some fresh air but not his wife. Ugh.

"I know I'm hot, you don't have to gawk at me." Nana is really uncomfortable with the way his eyes raked her up and down, she felt hot all over but still manage to sputter out her sassy words to irritate him and remove his shameless eyes on her. It looks like she didn't close much -under his piercing gaze- when in reality everything is closed islamically.

"Damn, you should stop opening your mouth. If you don't talk, you look more gorgeous." Zayn scoffed, removing his guttered head from dirt before walking out knowing she's trailing behind him.

"Admit it, I'm hot." She taunted, following him with slow steps before adjusting to the loafers since it's a bit tight.

"You're narcissistic." He threw that behind his shoulder.

Nana didn't reply to that, she decide that it'll be better to keep quite with Zayn, he always likes getting the last word and she'll let him do that to save her own self. They both don't know why they're always bickering like kids and never had a serious talk with each other but silently observe each other closely. Nana didn't even know when she gets so comfortable with him and that scares her sometimes. His family members are getting her too comfortable with them and she's not liking it much.

They decided that it's better to get chocolate first before strolling around the estate and greeting his parents. Nana was ecstatic when they walk into a big store and straight to the chocolate aisle. As usual, Zayn's hand snake around her shoulder not bothering to see that people are giving them so many looks, he could careless. Most of the attention is on his face not his hand, he looks straight out of Indian movie. Nana is really happy that he didn't put on his weird beanie or wore kaftan, which means he'll close his hair with zannahbukar cap.

He's wearing a washed denim jeans, white shirt with vans. He looks like Arabian model with his hair standing in the most fashionable way Nana could ever see.

"Get whatever you want and some for me too, don't be too selfish." Zayn murmured, bending down his head to talk right in her ear. She shivered and that makes his smirk to widen and his eyes to sparkle with triumph.

"You should stop talking in my ear! And I'm not selfish, you should get what you want. You have hands." She shrug the hand that is around her shoulder which took him by surprise before sticking out her tongue at him when he blankly glare at her.

"I'll get back to you." He narrowed his eyes at her to which she only flip the side of her dove hijab before scurrying away like she's being chased by thugs. He chuckled at how cute she looks before flipping his sunglasses to his eyes.

Nana finished taking each and every type of chocolate that there is in the store before strolling to where she left Zayn. She found him standing at the exact same place, looking at another place with a distant look and some more emotions that she couldn't pinpoint from where she's standing. She bounce to him and trace his eyes, only to find him looking at a woman in some flimsy looking outfit that has her cursing at the woman. Those type of women are cursed by Allah and will be cursed by Angels till they reach their homes. But why is her husband looking at such woman?

She look back into his eyes to find the emotions that were not displayed from before; satisfaction, hurt, betrayal, anger and some mixed more emotions. Why in heavens' name is he satisfied whilst looking at that skimpy woman? This is stupid and what is this tinge of unpleasant feeling is she having in her heart, this little pinch?!

When the woman turn to look at him, she gasped before having a stupid grin around her face then a longing gaze mixed with lust. Nana's anger escalated as the woman started making her way to them and from what Nana is seeing, the woman is anything but beautiful. She didn't see the beauty if her body is in full display with a rubber like satin, tightening all her shape -which to Nana is shapeless.

Nana didn't know what get to her but what she did next wasn't expected from both her and Zayn but she did it. She stood in front of Zayn and place a kiss on his jaw, after keeping the cart that's in her hand, she use the other hand to massage his shoulder gently and that got his attention. He became very aware of her presence as her chest is glued to his stomach because he's taller than her. He looks surprised but the mischievous glint came back to his eyes immediately and Nana's couldn't be happier. Her husband is back to her and whatever it is that he had with that woman has disappeared.

"Are you already paying for running away from me earlier?" Zayn who has forgotten about the woman he saw a minute ago raised a brow at his moody wife. Why is she kissing him now, he doesn't know. Women are very complicating.

"Not yet, that one is waiting for you at home," she teased with a seductive smile plating across her lips. All this seduction and anger, Nana didn't know where it is coming from but the urge to show that woman that she should go off is overwhelming.

"Oh ye-" Zayn was interrupted by a feminine voice he knew way too much for his liking. For a split moment, he has forgotten about his haunting past because of his wife.

"Baby, I've missed you." She was about to touch his arm when Nana threw a quelling glare her way which has the girl cowering away with a step back. Nana didn't know she could glare that bad but damn she's happy about it at the moment.

"Who is she?" Nana asked Zayn, ricochettingly looking up at him with craned neck and raise brows -not knowing how to raise one. She wanted nothing than to fulminate at the woman but refrained, that's not her.

But what the heck is wrong with her?!

"Human." He shrugged, grinning at her when she stared at him with a blank gaze. He chuckled at how innocent she looks and how she's trying to conceal her jealousy but he could see the deflagration she's hiding beneath. He would've done this a long time ago if he knew she would be this jealous to kiss his jaw, maybe next time it'll be a real kiss.

"I'm serious right now." She goes to extricate herself from him but his arms immediately circle her frame.

"Someone from the past and I don't wish to talk to her. Now shall we go?" He asked, looking at the filled cart that has so many chocolates inside.

"Oh?!" She answered his first statement with her own questioning voice before adding, "we should, cherub." She bend down to push the cart when Zayn's hand beat hers. "Leave me now, we look weird." Her innocence is coming back and he could see it, she's just sensing their juxtaposition.

He'll ask about the nickname later, he maid a mental note.

"Don't think you'll escape me today, mami. You should end the game you started." From the looks of it, Nana grasp what he's talking about and she immediately regret pulling that show but that help her shoo the girl.

Oh, where is she? That reminds her, she turn around and find the girl gawking at them with something hostile in her eyes but Nana brush it off and tug on Zayn's hand, together they ferried to the counter to pay for their goodies. She has so many questions!

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Salam!
How are you all doing? I'm fine Alhamdulillah! The pepper is already reddening my eyes. Who is this girl and what's happening up there!? Uh oh. So, I'll be going M.I.A. after this chapter. I tried right? We'll meet in 2040, just kidding. See you soon and hope you'all will use that lesson up there. Don't forget to VOTE COMMENT and SHARE please. . .
QOTD: Who do you think is that girl? Why was she calling him baby? Is she someone important? How was Nana's jealous side? What do you think?!

Bye!
Aishatu.⭐