> “Part of the perfection of a person’s Islam is leaving what does not concern him.”
(Reported by Tirmidhi)
On Maysam’s side, she entered the sitting room saying salaam, but she met complete silence. She said “Alhamdulillah” softly and smiled, happy that she didn’t meet him there.
She went to the dining area, placed his tea quietly, and hurried to leave.
But suddenly she heard, “You! Come here…”
Immediately the smile on her face disappeared. She froze — unable to step forward or backward.
He shouted at her fiercely. Out of fear, her legs failed her and she collapsed to the floor. She crawled toward him with tears already filling her eyes. She looked pitiful.
For a moment he saw her like his sweet baby sister whenever she made a mistake or got scared.
He closed his eyes.
One voice in his heart said:
“Have mercy on her… at least because she resembles your baby.”
Another voice said:
“No! Don’t go soft on her. It’s because she resembles her that you should hurt her — since her presence reopened the wound that had long healed.”
Without hesitation, he obeyed the harsher voice. He removed his belt and lashed her, saying:
“This is for sitting on Momy’s lap.”
She screamed in pain.
He raised the belt again and struck her harder.
What could Maysam do? She rushed forward and clung tightly to him in fear.
Suddenly he felt a powerful electric shock through his body. He lost balance and they both fell onto the sitting room chair.
Maysam, who had her eyes tightly shut, opened them when she realized they had fallen.
She widened her eyes and covered her mouth in shock.
Murad was frozen, staring at her without blinking. She was too frightened to look away, simply waiting for her punishment.
They remained like that for a long time. She wanted to escape, but he held her firmly, lost in deep thought.
When she moved slightly, he quickly pushed her away and shouted at her to get out of his room.
She was completely shaken. She didn’t even know where the exit was until he stood up angrily and yelled in French:
“Get out of my house!”
She ran immediately to Fulani’s section, breathing heavily. She stood at the sitting room door trying to steady her breathing before entering.
Luckily, Fulani wasn’t in the sitting room but inside her room. Maysam thanked Allah in her heart for saving her from him — because today she had truly suffered.
---
On Murad’s side, he felt restless. The girl kept dragging him back into memories of his late sister.
In his heart he said:
“I must take her back to school immediately — maybe if I stop seeing her, I’ll be free.”
He clicked his tongue in frustration.
---
The next day they prepared to travel to Maradi. He had already informed Fulani and the King that she had missed part of her studies and needed to return.
Maysam packed three large suitcases the night before — taking everything she needed. Whatever she didn’t have, Murad promised to buy for her the next day.
At the shopping center, she hesitated to pick anything until Murad gave her a sharp look. Then she selected milk and perfumes — not because she lacked them, but out of fear of angering him.
Murad bought many food items for her — milk, Lipton, Milo, and others in abundance.
They loaded everything into the car and left for Maradi.
While driving, Murad suddenly wondered why she hadn’t bought sanitary pads. A voice in his heart said, “Maybe she hasn’t started yet.” He brushed it off, telling himself it wasn’t his concern.
He glanced at her — she was deeply asleep. Without realizing it, he murmured, “Sleep looks good on you.” Then quickly corrected himself, annoyed.
After three hours, they arrived at a shop where he bought her sanitary pads.
She was still asleep.
He suddenly felt irritated.
While she was dreaming peacefully, he splashed cold water on her face. She woke up startled, almost crying — but when she saw it was him, she lowered her head.
---
At the school, he paid for six years of her secondary education, including furniture and uniforms.
The maids arranged her belongings in her room. Saying goodbye was emotional — especially for Jakadiya who hugged her tightly and cried.
Maysam promised she would make them proud.
Murad later visited Mahmud’s family before returning home.
---
Meanwhile, Waziri and Madina continued their evil plotting.
They visited a herbalist again, requesting stronger charms to kill Murad and Maysam.
The herbalist warned them but still gave them medicine with strict conditions.
They planned that once Murad left the country, they would separate him from Maysam permanently.
---
Back at school, Maysam was placed in JS2 instead of JS1 because of her intelligence.
She missed her father.
She missed Fulani deeply.
She even found herself thinking about Murad — wondering if he had reached home safely — then quickly scolding herself for thinking about someone so cruel.
She made two friends: Mariam Moctar and Mufeedah Muhammad. They were happy to discover they were in the same class.
Life at school became busy — classes from morning to afternoon, then Islamic studies in the evening.
---
Murad, on the other hand, became restless. He couldn’t sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Maysam’s face.
He finally decided to return to England to see his doctor.
When he told Fulani, she advised him to have patience and trust in Allah — and reminded him that he had changed. He used to be kind and loved by people, but now everyone feared him.
He broke down crying in her lap, apologizing.
For the first time, his heart softened.
---
Before leaving, he spoke harshly to Maysam on the phone when she cried, missing home. But after Fulani corrected him, he realized his anger was excessive.
That night, Waziri secretly placed enchanted incense at Murad’s door, believing that once he stepped out, disaster would follow him.
Murad struggled to sleep, thinking about Maysam’s tears. He prayed voluntary prayers until he finally slept around 3:30 AM.
In the morning, as he stepped out of his room with his suitcase, he suddenly felt dizzy and collapsed briefly. A sharp headache struck him.
After reciting Allah’s name, he recovered — but he felt an urgent need to leave the country immediately.
He quickly said goodbye to Fulani and rushed off so he wouldn’t miss his flight.
The Messenger of Allah (SAW) said:
> “Part of the perfection of a person’s Islam is leaving what does not concern him.”
(Reported by Tirmidhi)
On Maysam’s side, she entered the sitting room saying salaam, but she met complete silence. She said “Alhamdulillah” softly and smiled, happy that she didn’t meet him there.
She went to the dining area, placed his tea quietly, and hurried to leave.
But suddenly she heard, “You! Come here…”
Immediately the smile on her face disappeared. She froze — unable to step forward or backward.
He shouted at her fiercely. Out of fear, her legs failed her and she collapsed to the floor. She crawled toward him with tears already filling her eyes. She looked pitiful.
For a moment he saw her like his sweet baby sister whenever she made a mistake or got scared.
He closed his eyes.
One voice in his heart said:
“Have mercy on her… at least because she resembles your baby.”
Another voice said:
“No! Don’t go soft on her. It’s because she resembles her that you should hurt her — since her presence reopened the wound that had long healed.”
Without hesitation, he obeyed the harsher voice. He removed his belt and lashed her, saying:
“This is for sitting on Momy’s lap.”
She screamed in pain.
He raised the belt again and struck her harder.
What could Maysam do? She rushed forward and clung tightly to him in fear.
Suddenly he felt a powerful electric shock through his body. He lost balance and they both fell onto the sitting room chair.
Maysam, who had her eyes tightly shut, opened them when she realized they had fallen.
She widened her eyes and covered her mouth in shock.
Murad was frozen, staring at her without blinking. She was too frightened to look away, simply waiting for her punishment.
They remained like that for a long time. She wanted to escape, but he held her firmly, lost in deep thought.
When she moved slightly, he quickly pushed her away and shouted at her to get out of his room.
She was completely shaken. She didn’t even know where the exit was until he stood up angrily and yelled in French:
“Get out of my house!”
She ran immediately to Fulani’s section, breathing heavily. She stood at the sitting room door trying to steady her breathing before entering.
Luckily, Fulani wasn’t in the sitting room but inside her room. Maysam thanked Allah in her heart for saving her from him — because today she had truly suffered.
---
On Murad’s side, he felt restless. The girl kept dragging him back into memories of his late sister.
In his heart he said:
“I must take her back to school immediately — maybe if I stop seeing her, I’ll be free.”
He clicked his tongue in frustration.
---
The next day they prepared to travel to Maradi. He had already informed Fulani and the King that she had missed part of her studies and needed to return.
Maysam packed three large suitcases the night before — taking everything she needed. Whatever she didn’t have, Murad promised to buy for her the next day.
At the shopping center, she hesitated to pick anything until Murad gave her a sharp look. Then she selected milk and perfumes — not because she lacked them, but out of fear of angering him.
Murad bought many food items for her — milk, Lipton, Milo, and others in abundance.
They loaded everything into the car and left for Maradi.
While driving, Murad suddenly wondered why she hadn’t bought sanitary pads. A voice in his heart said, “Maybe she hasn’t started yet.” He brushed it off, telling himself it wasn’t his concern.
He glanced at her — she was deeply asleep. Without realizing it, he murmured, “Sleep looks good on you.” Then quickly corrected himself, annoyed.
After three hours, they arrived at a shop where he bought her sanitary pads.
She was still asleep.
He suddenly felt irritated.
While she was dreaming peacefully, he splashed cold water on her face. She woke up startled, almost crying — but when she saw it was him, she lowered her head.
---
At the school, he paid for six years of her secondary education, including furniture and uniforms.
The maids arranged her belongings in her room. Saying goodbye was emotional — especially for Jakadiya who hugged her tightly and cried.
Maysam promised she would make them proud.
Murad later visited Mahmud’s family before returning home.
---
Meanwhile, Waziri and Madina continued their evil plotting.
They visited a herbalist again, requesting stronger charms to kill Murad and Maysam.
The herbalist warned them but still gave them medicine with strict conditions.
They planned that once Murad left the country, they would separate him from Maysam permanently.
---
Back at school, Maysam was placed in JS2 instead of JS1 because of her intelligence.
She missed her father.
She missed Fulani deeply.
She even found herself thinking about Murad — wondering if he had reached home safely — then quickly scolding herself for thinking about someone so cruel.
She made two friends: Mariam Moctar and Mufeedah Muhammad. They were happy to discover they were in the same class.
Life at school became busy — classes from morning to afternoon, then Islamic studies in the evening.
---
Murad, on the other hand, became restless. He couldn’t sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Maysam’s face.
He finally decided to return to England to see his doctor.
When he told Fulani, she advised him to have patience and trust in Allah — and reminded him that he had changed. He used to be kind and loved by people, but now everyone feared him.
He broke down crying in her lap, apologizing.
For the first time, his heart softened.
---
Before leaving, he spoke harshly to Maysam on the phone when she cried, missing home. But after Fulani corrected him, he realized his anger was excessive.
That night, Waziri secretly placed enchanted incense at Murad’s door, believing that once he stepped out, disaster would follow him.
Murad struggled to sleep, thinking about Maysam’s tears. He prayed voluntary prayers until he finally slept around 3:30 AM.
In the morning, as he stepped out of his room with his suitcase, he suddenly felt dizzy and collapsed briefly. A sharp headache struck him.
After reciting Allah’s name, he recovered — but he felt an urgent need to leave the country immediately.
He quickly said goodbye to Fulani and rushed off so he wouldn’t miss his flight.