Days after Midsemester.......

                   Inayat's POV

Things have really been going so well for my roommates and I lately. The twins have been preparing for so many defenses and seminars, Sabeerah has fully moved to the hostel in preparation for tests and exams, and Aa'yat, has been so nicer and sweeter than ever as she saw no fault or held no sign of hurt whenever we corrected her on things she had to do as a muslimah.
Besides, we are all striving Muslimahs.
I hope things stay this way forever. Ameen.

We advised her severally to just join the Islamiyah and Haddah classes at the masjid here in Amina, It would enlighten her on few things she needs to know. But she always showed no sign of interest and said she needed time to think about it.

She has been attending several tafsir's with us this past days though.
I must admit the purest form of friendship is for the sake of Allah.

It is a Friday morning, "Yawmul Juma'at" and my classes weren't till 2pm after prayers, and it was going to be a lecture free day for the twin sisters. Sabeerah was also with us earlier, So we all went to the masjid for our Haddah revisions and also a Q and A session held every Fridays after revisions.

Assalamu Alaikum sisters, We have an aspiring student. She announced amongst us and that broke me out of my thought.

She was wearing a purple long hijab and looked as beautiful as ever.
With a wave and a smile from her, I quickly recognized who it was.

Aa'yat!!! I smiled as I called out.

            
             Aa'yat's POV

I woke from my after fajr sleep and it was 7:30 am on the dot. I stood to rinse my face and mouth before finally settling down to cook instant noodles.

I picked up my phone in search of pending messages and that was when I recalled I was having a discussion with Habiba before I went to bed last night.

I honestly didn't know what to tell her that was why.

I scrolled through the chats to see if I could really come up with something as a response to her.

Habiba: I went to Abdulsamad's place today and it was damn hot.

Me: Gist me sis, what happened? Caught him with another girl???

Habiba: No! Of course not! Is he crazy? He dares not to. I am his one and only, no rival.

Me: Lol I pity you sis. Just take it easy. So what happened?

Habiba: We had sex! It's not like this was the first time babe, I mean we have done it countless of times. But this, this was so different. I felt alive for the first time in my life.

Me: Subhanallah! I mean this is crazy!

Habiba: I know right. It really felt good.

Me: No, I was talking about the pre marital sex of a thing. And what was that huh? Countless times?? You gotta be kidding me sis.

Habiba: Here we go again, what is wrong now???

Me: Everything. Have some self respect Babe.

Habiba: what is wrong with you? Why always acting naive? He is my man for god's sake. What is wrong with that?

Me: He isn't your man Babe! He hasn't put a ring on your finger yet! Anything can happen at anytime. Plus Islamically that is the law. You aren't supposed to sleep with any other man apart from your husband.

Habiba: ohwwww I see, so are you telling me you haven't done it before huh?

Me: Of course yes.

Habiba: No wonder! So tell me, what do you do when the urge to comes???

Me: huh? It doesn't. I have way more things to think about and besides I know there is no way out of it apart from marriage. So I just don't.
(I kind of lied)

Habiba: lie! Plain lie babe! So according to your Islamic knowledge, what are you supposed to do when the urge to comes miss?

And that was how I left the message hanging. I really don't know.

I don't know what to do. The thought of just browsing it online occurred to me but No, what if someone else from outside asks me or tries to challenge me.

I want to know this, I want to learn it, if possible, I want to teach it to likes of Habiba.

My noodles was ready and I ate it to my satisfaction. I laid on my bed gently in other to keep scrolling my feeds and that was when it dawned on me.

Come to think of it, I heard my roommates talk about a Q and A session later at the masjid. I guess it is high time I do this once and for all. I decided.

I went to my locker and brought out the only hijab I had. It was the purple hijab my mum gifted me as a year's Eid gift. I ironed it neatly and kept it lying on the bed.

I checked the time and it was past 8, So I rushed to take my bath so as not to be late for the session.

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I kept having doubts as I walked to the masjid. I felt as if everyone walking past me had their gazes fixed on me.

I mustered courage as I walked to the front of the masjid. I met a sister arranging the kettles just outside the corridor, I said a salaam and she answered with a warm smile.

I am sorry sis, But I am here for the Q and A session. Where is it holding? I enquired.

It is inside the masjid sis just enter this way. She pointed out as I thanked her.

Wait sis, She called as I paused.

Your face looks familiar. She noted.

I looked at her closely and still didn't recognize her.

I knew it! Aa'yat? Isn't it you? She smiled.

Yes it is me. But I am so sorry I can't remember your face. I smiled back.

It is me Hauwa, Class rep of physiology. She smiled as I recalled everything.

OMG Ma sha Allah.... Hauwa it really is you. I am so sorry I didn't recognize you earlier.
How have you been? I asked as we embraced each other tightly.

Hauwa was one of the few I spoke freely to while I was still in the faculty of medicine. Felt good to see her again.

You look so beautiful on hijab💕❤️ she commented as we broke from the hug.

Thank you sis. I answered.

I haven't seen you here before, are you here to enroll in our classes? She queried

No, not yet. I am just here for the Q and A session. I smiled.

Okay then, come in. It is about to start. She ushered me in.

If you change your mind concerning the classes, feel free to meet me anytime. I am the Amirah (female head) in charge of this hostel's MSS. She added.

"I am not surprised, she has always been kind, sweet and gentle" my subconscious thought.

Thank you sis. I thanked once again as I followed her in.

Assalamu Alaikum sisters, We have an aspiring student. She announced as we entered.

Walaikumu Salam they all chorused.

I turned to look as my eyes met with Inayat's. She was sitting with my other Roommates and Sabeerah.
Aa'yat!! She called out as I waved with a smile.

I introduced myself to the sisters and took my sit beside my Roomates.

The Q and A session was only for the sisters as the imam of the masjid wasn't invited. It was to be forwarded to the dawah Amirah and answers known would be provided instantly.

Let us start with the newest member. She called out. You can ask us anything pertaining to Islamic teachings and In Sha Allah (Allah's willing), answers would be provided if known to us. Bissmillah (In the name of Allah) she gestured with her hand for me to start.

I cleared my throat as I began;
   Assalamualaikum once again sisters, my question is "How do we as Muslims, have to handle sexual urges before marriage".
I stopped as I sat in wait for her response.

Next chapter in a bit....Allah's willing💕❤️

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