She woke up before dawn and was surprised to find herself in his room. She went straight to the toilet, performed ablution, and began voluntary prayers since it was not yet time for the Fajr prayer.
When he opened his eyes, he saw her busy in devotion and was greatly surprised. As soon as the call to prayer began, he also performed ablution, prayed the Sunnah of Fajr, and then went to the mosque for the dawn prayer.
After he left, she also got up.
When he returned, she knelt down respectfully and greeted him. He answered briefly without much expression. She brought out the Qur’an and began reciting along with remembrance supplications. He sat with her for a while, then they both went back to the bed, each lying separately.
He didn’t wake up again until around ten in the morning. He wasn’t surprised that she wasn’t there. After bathing and getting dressed, he came out and found her sitting alone watching TV.
He looked at her from head to toe. She was wearing English-style trousers and a shirt, and the clothes suited her beautifully. She had no headscarf on—her long braided hair flowed over her shoulders. He quickly looked away as he felt his heartbeat change rhythm and headed straight to the dining area.
Seeing this, she followed him. She served him rice cakes, pepper soup, and tea, then sat watching him eat.
Without looking up, he asked, “Have you had breakfast already?”
Maysam didn’t respond—she had drifted into deep thought, admiring how handsome Murad looked, reminding her of her father.
When he finally looked up and saw she hadn’t answered, their eyes met. He had just taken a sip of tea and suddenly choked, coughing heavily. She panicked and hurriedly gave him water and patted his back the way she had seen others do.
When he recovered, he joked, “Of course someone will choke if you sit staring at them like that.”
She laughed and said, “Do you know something, brother…?”
He frowned. “What is it?”
Her courage faded. “Nothing… forget it.”
He shrugged indifferently, thinking to himself that he should stop being too soft with her so she wouldn’t disrespect him.
She stood up and left him there. He watched her go, continuing his meal, though he felt oddly unsettled.
She sat in the living room pouting, pretending to be angry. When he finished eating and returned, he found her still pouting and found it amusing. He cleverly said, “I’m going shopping. Since you’re angry, you can stay home and guard the house.” He started walking out.
She quickly got up and said, “No, brother, I’m not angry!”
He turned and teased, “Then why are you pouting like a child?”
She stomped her feet playfully, which secretly delighted him. After watching her for a moment, he said, “Fine, go get ready. You have five minutes.”
She ran to her room and returned dressed in a traditional outfit with a skirt and scarf. He signaled for her to wear a hijab, so she went back and put one on. As they came outside, the guards greeted them. He took the car key from the driver and entered the car himself, signaling the guards that he didn’t need their escort, which surprised them.
While driving he asked, “Don’t you have a face veil or socks?”
She shook her head. After a pause, they continued to the shopping mall.
He bought her many clothes—lace, traditional fabrics, perfumes, lotions, and soaps. She also chose several perfume sets for men and women. Later he bought her face veils and socks, reminding her to wear the socks especially at school. After shopping, he took her to a children’s play area where she had fun while he watched, thinking humorously that he had been given childcare instead of marriage.
They returned home around late afternoon, prayed, and went straight to dinner because they were hungry. She gave him two perfume sets she had bought for him, saying she noticed he hadn’t bought anything for himself. He was surprised and thanked her, teasing that she wasn’t stingy after all. She laughed shyly, and he smiled slightly.
The next day they traveled back by plane. She had never really looked at an airplane closely before, and the experience amazed her.
Fulani was overjoyed when they arrived and prepared many meals. She was pleased to see Murad treating Maysam more kindly. Maysam stayed in one of Fulani’s rooms while Murad stayed in his own section. That night Maysam presented Fulani with gifts—perfume sets for her and the king, and others for her parents. Fulani was extremely happy and prayed blessings for her kindness. The king also expressed gratitude and blessed her.
When her father Malam Musa received the gifts, he cried tears of joy and prayed for her. Murza, however, was filled with jealousy and anger, wondering how to deal with Maysam.
Meanwhile, Madina closely monitored Waziri’s actions, spreading spies everywhere because he had stopped visiting her. She thought to herself that anyone who crossed her would face consequences.
Murad and Maysam began spending a lot of time together, growing closer day by day. Only night separated them. Mahmud teased Murad, asking if he had fallen in love with Maysam. Murad denied it strongly, saying she was just under his care because of Fulani.
On Maheeba’s side, she became deeply troubled upon discovering Murad already had a wife—even though she was young, her beauty intimidated her. She pressured her father Waziri, who decided to approach Murad again.
One day Murad sat in the garden with Maysam on his lap, playing with his beard while he used his phone. When Waziri arrived, Maysam moved aside respectfully. Waziri finally said he wanted Murad to marry his daughter. Murad immediately refused, saying it was not the first time he had been asked and that it should be the last. Waziri left humiliated and confused, wondering why his plans had failed.
After Waziri left, Murad tried to comfort Maysam, who looked upset by the conversation. She tried to hold back tears but eventually ran off crying. He followed her and found her crying in Fulani’s living room. Later he went to her room, comforted her, wiped her tears, and tried to cheer her up with sweets and jokes. He even helped bathe her after she cried herself to exhaustion, and both eventually fell asleep from fatigue.
Later, after returning to Mahmud, Murad was teased again about being too soft with Maysam. On the other hand, Waziri took Maheeba and her mother to a sorcerer, who assured them Murad would eventually agree to the marriage through hidden means. They paid large sums of money and left feeling hopeful.
Meanwhile, Fulani enrolled Maysam in a one-month cooking school so she could learn skills before Ramadan and prepare for future married life. Maysam proved talented and quickly became skilled, eventually cooking meals herself for the household and even for the king, saying leadership should not prevent her from earning spiritual reward through service.
She woke up before dawn and was surprised to find herself in his room. She went straight to the toilet, performed ablution, and began voluntary prayers since it was not yet time for the Fajr prayer.
When he opened his eyes, he saw her busy in devotion and was greatly surprised. As soon as the call to prayer began, he also performed ablution, prayed the Sunnah of Fajr, and then went to the mosque for the dawn prayer.
After he left, she also got up.
When he returned, she knelt down respectfully and greeted him. He answered briefly without much expression. She brought out the Qur’an and began reciting along with remembrance supplications. He sat with her for a while, then they both went back to the bed, each lying separately.
He didn’t wake up again until around ten in the morning. He wasn’t surprised that she wasn’t there. After bathing and getting dressed, he came out and found her sitting alone watching TV.
He looked at her from head to toe. She was wearing English-style trousers and a shirt, and the clothes suited her beautifully. She had no headscarf on—her long braided hair flowed over her shoulders. He quickly looked away as he felt his heartbeat change rhythm and headed straight to the dining area.
Seeing this, she followed him. She served him rice cakes, pepper soup, and tea, then sat watching him eat.
Without looking up, he asked, “Have you had breakfast already?”
Maysam didn’t respond—she had drifted into deep thought, admiring how handsome Murad looked, reminding her of her father.
When he finally looked up and saw she hadn’t answered, their eyes met. He had just taken a sip of tea and suddenly choked, coughing heavily. She panicked and hurriedly gave him water and patted his back the way she had seen others do.
When he recovered, he joked, “Of course someone will choke if you sit staring at them like that.”
She laughed and said, “Do you know something, brother…?”
He frowned. “What is it?”
Her courage faded. “Nothing… forget it.”
He shrugged indifferently, thinking to himself that he should stop being too soft with her so she wouldn’t disrespect him.
She stood up and left him there. He watched her go, continuing his meal, though he felt oddly unsettled.
She sat in the living room pouting, pretending to be angry. When he finished eating and returned, he found her still pouting and found it amusing. He cleverly said, “I’m going shopping. Since you’re angry, you can stay home and guard the house.” He started walking out.
She quickly got up and said, “No, brother, I’m not angry!”
He turned and teased, “Then why are you pouting like a child?”
She stomped her feet playfully, which secretly delighted him. After watching her for a moment, he said, “Fine, go get ready. You have five minutes.”
She ran to her room and returned dressed in a traditional outfit with a skirt and scarf. He signaled for her to wear a hijab, so she went back and put one on. As they came outside, the guards greeted them. He took the car key from the driver and entered the car himself, signaling the guards that he didn’t need their escort, which surprised them.
While driving he asked, “Don’t you have a face veil or socks?”
She shook her head. After a pause, they continued to the shopping mall.
He bought her many clothes—lace, traditional fabrics, perfumes, lotions, and soaps. She also chose several perfume sets for men and women. Later he bought her face veils and socks, reminding her to wear the socks especially at school. After shopping, he took her to a children’s play area where she had fun while he watched, thinking humorously that he had been given childcare instead of marriage.
They returned home around late afternoon, prayed, and went straight to dinner because they were hungry. She gave him two perfume sets she had bought for him, saying she noticed he hadn’t bought anything for himself. He was surprised and thanked her, teasing that she wasn’t stingy after all. She laughed shyly, and he smiled slightly.
The next day they traveled back by plane. She had never really looked at an airplane closely before, and the experience amazed her.
Fulani was overjoyed when they arrived and prepared many meals. She was pleased to see Murad treating Maysam more kindly. Maysam stayed in one of Fulani’s rooms while Murad stayed in his own section. That night Maysam presented Fulani with gifts—perfume sets for her and the king, and others for her parents. Fulani was extremely happy and prayed blessings for her kindness. The king also expressed gratitude and blessed her.
When her father Malam Musa received the gifts, he cried tears of joy and prayed for her. Murza, however, was filled with jealousy and anger, wondering how to deal with Maysam.
Meanwhile, Madina closely monitored Waziri’s actions, spreading spies everywhere because he had stopped visiting her. She thought to herself that anyone who crossed her would face consequences.
Murad and Maysam began spending a lot of time together, growing closer day by day. Only night separated them. Mahmud teased Murad, asking if he had fallen in love with Maysam. Murad denied it strongly, saying she was just under his care because of Fulani.
On Maheeba’s side, she became deeply troubled upon discovering Murad already had a wife—even though she was young, her beauty intimidated her. She pressured her father Waziri, who decided to approach Murad again.
One day Murad sat in the garden with Maysam on his lap, playing with his beard while he used his phone. When Waziri arrived, Maysam moved aside respectfully. Waziri finally said he wanted Murad to marry his daughter. Murad immediately refused, saying it was not the first time he had been asked and that it should be the last. Waziri left humiliated and confused, wondering why his plans had failed.
After Waziri left, Murad tried to comfort Maysam, who looked upset by the conversation. She tried to hold back tears but eventually ran off crying. He followed her and found her crying in Fulani’s living room. Later he went to her room, comforted her, wiped her tears, and tried to cheer her up with sweets and jokes. He even helped bathe her after she cried herself to exhaustion, and both eventually fell asleep from fatigue.
Later, after returning to Mahmud, Murad was teased again about being too soft with Maysam. On the other hand, Waziri took Maheeba and her mother to a sorcerer, who assured them Murad would eventually agree to the marriage through hidden means. They paid large sums of money and left feeling hopeful.
Meanwhile, Fulani enrolled Maysam in a one-month cooking school so she could learn skills before Ramadan and prepare for future married life. Maysam proved talented and quickly became skilled, eventually cooking meals herself for the household and even for the king, saying leadership should not prevent her from earning spiritual reward through service.