Rasul Allah (sal Allahu alaihi wasallam) said: “Allah has written for the son of Adam his inevitable share of adultery whether he is aware of it or not: The adultery of the eye is the looking (at something which is sinful to look at), and the adultery of the tongue is to utter (what it is unlawful to utter), and the inner self wishes and longs for (adultery) and the private parts turn that into reality or refrain from submitting to the temptation.” [Sahih Bukhari]
"Alhamdulillah, i can still drive this car, but being at my right side is kinda weird. Well, i'm not going that fast, so no worries, right?", a habit of talking to oneself was a natural thing for the man at the steering wheel, moving pass the neighborhood with his old nationally made car. "Piiin!Piin!, Move faster, old man", suddenly a fast moving car filled with girls cut his path, making an impression as they were late for an important meeting. "Wow, they really are aggressive here", he didn't mind the attitude, adding to that, their car were quite heavily tinted, so faces were not recognized. "Did you see that man with the glasses? What a snail, no wonder he's using that hunk of junk, right Amirah?", "What? sorry, i didn't see his face. Are we there yet?", "No, dear, is going to be a 10-minute journey, so, not in this nearest time. Besides, there's a heavy traffic near us, so i think we're gonna be a bit late", with the voice of the three girls in the car made the sound of the radio undetectable. "Amirah, why are going to this reunion again? Didn't we always see this people at the neighborhood, the mall, the college, & before, you didn't have interest in this sort of meeting. Why now? Is there someone you want to see?", "Oh!Oh, is he there? You want to go & patch things up?", both of her friends made her more nervous than ever.
"No, i just want to see my old friends, that's all. They're your friends also, right?", with that she made her statement & a silent face. "Hello, bro. Everyone's there already? Or that's mean i'm late. I know the coordinator should be early, but i woke up late, not use to the different time zone. I know it's already 3 days being here, but give me some time", he laughed out loud in the car alone, making jokes with the person on the phone who happened to be his best friend & assistant in the reunion. "Great, I'm here, oh, i'm so late", he parked the car, & rushed to the 3rd floor, where a crowd of people who were in their 30's making conversations at the food court. "Salam, to all, sorry for being late, apparently russians are used to be late. Thank you for being here, enjoy the meal at the food court, which is self service, & let us be reunited", they laughed along with applause, making an end of the organizer's speech.
"Alhamdulillah, you did it again, you organized another one, although it's always a big gap to the other one, you always busy, going places, with your study as a medical student, doing charity & services, you're really unbelievable", Othman, the once student leader of their respected school, giving his respect to a future doctor as they say. "Thanks a lot, i appreciate it. Anyway, is good to see u all here again, making this meeting an eventful one. Actually, i've invited a friend, Amirah, do you know her?", with confusion in their eyes, they pointed to a girl wearing a green dress with jeans at a table near the corner. "O, my God, that guy that stood up back then is the man that i said before, now i think he saw our faces. Wait, he's coming this way, act natural", " Wait, the organizer? What's his name?", "Shut up, act natural", by a few inches from the table, the man put up his right hand, "Salam, Amirah, is it? I'm Kamal, we spoke on the phone, thanks for coming. Sorry, i'm late, the busy streets, got to make use to".
She stood with a tremor in his hands, "Salam, it's good that you made it, actually we're not that close back then, because you're in the 1st class, & i'm in the 3rd, so we kinda...", "She's now in college, doing a degree in fashion you know, very creative, she a great designer at that", she pinched the girl next to her with small grin on her face, telling to back off. "Alhamdulillah, that's good, well, i can see your outfit is very striking, just that,........, I mean, it's okay. Well good luck with that, i think i have a friend that works in fashion, she's now have her own boutique. If i get her number, i'll send it to you. Enjoy the party", "Thanks", the smile she made was printed in his head for no reason, making him panic & ran from the scene of the crime. "Was that a sparkle?..........
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