[A Muslim's Love Story] "Just one second. Just one slight mistake of looking back again, was enough to have me thunderstruck. Awed. Those are not any eyes. Those are emeralds." ~~~ Leen is a girl who's always been dreaming of a love story like those she reads about in books and watches in Korean dramas. What if she really gets to live her very own love story? What if she experiences the kind of love you can't even imagine any deeper than? Will that be it or will she learn something else? Is there something deeper than what you see? It's a story about ultimate love, gain and loss, sacrifice, happiness and tears. It will keep you hopeful that someday you should meet your Mr./Mrs. Right. Just trust Allah, and be as good as you want your partner to be. At last, every girl deserves her own Adam.

No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.