ayered with dirt. Beads of sweat coursed down his face as he attended to his uncle's sheep and a few camels that stayed p

is life had changed and the person he had become today. He could still hear it, the exciting laughter and the eager pleads of a young boy wanting to listen to a story of a love that couldn't have been understood at that age, but it was soothing for t

rday when he first heard ab

Allah be upon you) said the young boy as he turned his head to the right and then to the le

ted them, defended them, honored them, and guided them, just like a man, a father, and a husband are supposed to. His father was very responsible and knew what he wanted, which was why he married young and be

g herself and preserving her beauty for her husband, who was the love of her life, a man that she loved and served like a king. She was her husband's best friend and companion and he was hers. She was his shoulders, she was his home

the highest place in paradise and make you amongst his lions," he said as the young boy's eyes twinkled at his father's praise and request be

t flower that would guide you to gardens," she said, causing

t birthed him, fed him, clothed him, cleaned him, taught him, nourished him, nurse

rp and her mouth was filled, so she never opened it. Only known for her beauty and modesty, people didn't know much about Hanifa as she kept to herself and closed her

ly the ones left with no families, she was well-spoken and soft-spoken, and she was honest but sometimes she was unk

from a Christian family until she met and married

Can I go play with Abu al Hassan and the other kids outside?" He asked as his mother sighed before looking towards her husband, causing Khlaee

r temper, do you understand me, Khaleed, your Rab(Lord) never sleeps, he's always watching over you remember that,"

ah be upon you) he said as his parents greeted him back, "Wa Alaikum Assalam wa Rahmatullahi wa Barak

yer, "Bismillaahi, tawakkaltu 'alallaahi, wa laa hawla wa laa quwwata ' illaa billaah," (In the Name of Allah, I have placed my trust in Alla

other were friends, making them best friends since birth. Abu al Hassan didn't know his father, his mother was a single parent and the only manly figure

eed, Abu al Hassan was calm, quiet, and very intelligent, Khaleed was too, but intelligence was Abu al Hassan's blessing. The two w

rt each other, and be each other's remainder, which the boys always try to remember, so sometimes, things get out of hand,

her down, "Good, now ask his rabb(lord) for forgiveness," he said as the boy quickly asked for forgiveness, "Astaghfirullah! Astaghfirullah! (I seek forgiveness in Allah! I seek forgiveness in Allah!" He said as Khaleed nodded before fixing his shirt, "Good, now go," he said before turning to his brothe

r. Looking down at his sons, Abdur Rahman ordered them to get dressed, "Get ready, you will be spending the rest of t

and something he would like his sons

lled them through the busy paths of their company, its trunk was filled

bdur Rahman glanced at him, "Yes, Khaleed?" He urged him to continue, "Are you upset with me?" He asked as there

dded, "Yes baba, Hassan reminded me," he replied as his father nodded, "Do you take full account of your actions and understand that you have made a mistake?" He asked as Khaleed nodded again

ed, but the best of those who make mistakes are the ones who are aware of them, take accountability for them, repent to the one who allowed you to do those ac

e said as the boy smiled shyly, "You're welcome, b

r not only you, but for everyone, it is not my words, but the words of our prophet S

at wrestling, but the strong man is one