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Author’s note: Maaf for the late post… Had to wait till new data kicked in so I could post… ❤️❤️❤️

Habibi Sadeekun… (Beloved Friend)

This was no ordinary lady… 
She was a Sangoma and I realised right then that I had just been caught in the middle of a ritual they were performing. 

“Ya Allah! YA ALLAH!” I screamed, TRYING TO GET AWAY! 

My fear soon turned to anger and I pulled my hand with force, nearly toppling the old woman. “WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!” I yelled. If you think the fire was blazing, you should’ve seen me. I was ready to brunt these people to the po-po like yesterday. 

Sam finally caught up to where I was and his air pipes were squeezed tighter than a jeans on a girls BE-hind! He could hardly breathe, leave alone start explaining. My mind was scrambled Sadeekun. Do I call the cops? Wait for an explanation? A demon possession? Maybe a death certificate while they at it?

While the clock was ticking, the flames grew bigger. If I stood around any longer I would’ve been cremated. My first logical thought was to get in the car and get away. I turned to leave but I felt a force holding me back. “WHAT THE?!” I tried pulling my legs forward but it wouldn’t budge. “FLIP FLIP FLIP!! No no no! Please no! This isn’t happening!” I couldn’t move. I was trapped in my own body! 

“Sir… Please jhust lee-sin to me.  I don’t want to hert you. You a good guy. Please jhust lee-sin.” Sam said. “Listen?! What the hell?! Sam please… Just let me go! Please Sam. I have a family.” I pleaded. I pictured Umi at my janazah and the reality of possibly not ever getting to hear her voice again hit me like a titanic hitting ice. 

“I also had a family! You not go-ween anywhere until you lee-sin.” he ordered. “OK but please, put the fire out first.” I pleaded again. “I cannot do that. ” he said. “Why not? Look at it! The wind is picking up and soon this fire will start spreading!” I yelled in frustration. 

Sam looked at the old lady and then back at me. He ordered her in their language to put out the fire while he ordered me to start walking as he followed. 

“This way.” he pointed to a bush at the end of the site.”Here? Really? Can’t you find a more dignified place to throw my body? I mean look at this… Some green grass would be nice.” I said sarcastically. At this point fear was long gone. 

“Don’t be clever. Go!” he pushed me through the bush. We came out on the other side and I was shocked to see a whole village down there. I always thought it was just a forest of trees beyond the site.  

Sam led me to a traditionally dressed man who didn’t look very old at all. After conversing amongst themselves in a language I couldn’t understand to save my life… Literally… The man finally spoke to me. 

“I apologise for the way you had been treated, but we could not risk you exposing us.” he said in VERY good English accent. “Thank you. But if you could let me go…” I began to say before he held his hand up to silence me. 

“I don’t know if you know the story behind this factory. A long long time ago, that land used to be a burial ground for my ancestors before it was snatched from our local villagers.” he told me. My eyes widened… These things only happen in movies. “So now you’re going to tell me ‘Welcome to jumanji’ right?”, I chuckled sarcastically. Judging from their silence, I took it that they didn’t care for my humour, and this crap just got serious. 

He continued, “They took the land from us to build on it. We pleaded for them not to do so because our dead had been buried there for many centuries. When new government took over, we weren’t given back our land because they said we didn’t have documentation to prove that the land was ours.”

“Fine but then burning down the place everytime something is built there, isn’t going to get you back the land.” I told him. 

“We weren’t burning it down. We didn’t even burn it down the last time. But our elders have put a curse on it. Whoever tries to build anything on that land would have a horrible end.” He said. I just stood there in shock. I realised that i signed my death certificate the night I signed up for the job. “So if you’ll weren’t trying to burn anything down, why did you’ll start a fire up there now?” I wanted to know. “We wanted to calm the spirits.” the chief told me. 

I knew we as muslims didn’t believe in all that, but I couldn’t mock them either. At the same time, I also knew that we weren’t allowed to mess with the unseen, even though we know that the jinn exist. 

(O Muhammad!) Follow the revelation which has come to you from your Lord, other than Whom there is no god, and turn away from those who associate others with Allah in His divinity. (Qur’an 6:106)

Had Allah so willed they would not have associated others with Him in His divinity; and We have not appointed you a watcher over them, and you are not their guardian. (Qur’an 6:107)

Do not revile those whom they invoke other than Allah, because they will revile Allah in ignorance out of spite. For We have indeed made the deeds of every people seem fair to them. Tlen, their return is to their Lord and He will inform them of what they have done. (Qur’an 6:108)

“We can fix this.” I bravely said, knowing that I wasn’t going to go through with this project any longer. Nabi (SAW) forbade us from sitting or building on graves. I wasn’t going to be responsible for the consequences in the hereafter for doing something that is clearly impermissible in Islam. 

I looked at him sincerely and said, “Let me go. I won’t call anyone. I know uncle Ismail personally. Let me talk to him. He probably doesn’t even know about all this. I give you my word. Just… Please…Trust me.” 

The chief didn’t look too convinced. He turned to his people who didn’t look too convinced either. One of them kept waving ropes around. From his gestures, I could tell he probably wanted to keep me as his pet. I mean, imagine what it would do for his social life. Normal guys use dogs or babies as chick magnets, but imagine the possibilities when he pulls out an exotic brown guy instead!

“Thank you.” he finally told me. I closed my eyes in relief. Alhumdulilah I whispered under my breathe. Just as I turned to leave, I felt my hands being pulled behind my back and tied. “Wait! What are you doing?! I told you I give you my word! Please!!” I yelled in frustration while trying to get loose. 

“I’m sorry… We can’t trust that you will not expose us, nor can we be certain that you will help us instead of run away like all the other cowards.” the chief told me. With that, they took me hostage. 


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13 thoughts on “8#[THE DIARY OF A SINNER- Season 5]

  1. Loving the twist in the story.
    I actually binge read this whole blog in the last three days. keep up the awesome work… MashaAllah…
    Looking forward to reading more…

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  2. Jazakalla hu khayr for removing your time for a story. May it be a means of inspiration and guidamce for all of us InshaAllah

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  3. 3 days?! 😱🙈 I’m touched! That’s a record for me… Jazak-Allah so much for reading. I’m so glad you’re enjoying the read ❤️

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  4. Ameen ameen… Jazak-Allah… Truly means a lot. Even if a single person takes lesson from it, it will all be worth it in-shaa-Allah ❤️

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  5. Oh gosh poor sayf🙈
    Hope he comes out safe lol

    Missing Nusaybahs story…..will u b continuing it also?

    Jazakallah for posting💙

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  6. Jazak-Allah so much… Jee it will be continuing as soon as sayfs story catches up to the 9th episode (the episode that Nusaybah’s story is at now) so that I can start alternating stories again in-shaa-Allah

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  7. I loved reading this Blog…im in confinement and it took me about 5days to complete….its Amazing how the blog and story evolved from the 1st chapter up until now. Btw which year did it start in? Keep up the amazing work…plz give us more posts…im so hooked!

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  8. This story is soo gripping… I’ve started reading it for the past few days n ended up staying awake the whole nights (im sooo glad that its holidays otherwise I should be goofed whole day) !!
    Plzz pretty plz with a cherry on top post soooon… can’t wait to read more if it … ♡
    Shukran for this amazing blog ♡


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