Assalamualaikum.
Some are requesting my story of hijrah.
To be told 100%, A-Z, it's too long though.
Let me shorten it.
I was a hijabis since I was 8. #SeriousTalk
I was strict when people talk badly of Islam.
I was the best student in my small madrasah.
But there's one important thing that I took lightly.
PRAYERS. 5 TIMES OF PRAYERS.
Till when the moment I stepped in the place named HIGH SCHOOL.
Where everything started. Where I let myself drown away from Allah.
Allahu. Astaghfirullahaladzim.
Everything was fun. Being in relationship is common to me.
Holding hands is a normal thing.
Hugging is a sweet thing.
Carrying girlfriend is superb.
Allah. Allah. Allah. How ignorant I was.
I was a dancer.
There was times I revealed my hair.
I mix up with lots of people.
I was one of the best member in the group. This is not a joke.
I didn't experience like others that may experienced some weird events in their life which made them to hijrah.
Allah just opened my heart, I started to perform my prayers.
I continued with wearing hijab properly, next I decided to wear niqab.
I received lots of criticisms.
I was humiliated publicly.
Everything was because of my decision to hijrah.
They said, I'm a dancer.
Hopping, waving my body everywhere.
One said I wanted to gain popularity by wearing niqab.
Allahu.
However, I got friends who support me.
Next I got my family who know next after my friends.
I wasn't brave enough at that time to tell family.
At first my parents didn't let me to be a niqabis.
Alhamdulillah I have my sister to help me convincing them.
Till now, Alhamdulillah.
Here I am. Working and working to strive myself to be a better muslimah.
Working harder and harder to gain Allah's Jannah. InsyaAllah.
May this shorten story of my hijrah be a lesson.
Don't ever skip your prayers. NEVER.
It may look simple, but it could bring you further than our Creator. ALLAH.
Once that happens, you will be in trouble.
Till then, see you next time!
InsyaAllah.
Thank you for reading. :*
Sincerely,
NUR FARAHDINIE