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i know its hard to believe but its true

Ooh my days, this bloke has me going crazy, when im not talking about him, im thinking about him, and when im not thinking about him, im dreaming about him, and when im not dreaming about him, im singing about him and when im not singing about him im writing about him, f*cking somalinet damn it, im inlove and this one is different, unlike them other wastemans he completes me. This sheikh has some crazy powers over me, bet you noticed he even cured my uncurable addiction/obsession the 'EYE ROLLING', he probably read Quran on my seksey eyes.

Let me start from the start, it was a few months ago just before the summer holidays started when my dopey cousin came to visit from the other side of the pond.
This girl is a practicing muslimah which i respect, mashallah to that, anyways she heard about this islamic talk so i had to take her, to be honest i didn't even want to go but i had to. To get back at her i wore what i always wear, my jeans, a top and my hair all out, i decided to go like that because im not fake and im not going to coverup for people just because im going to some islamic talk, why should i dress all islamic infront of a bunch of human beings, inshallah i'll dress islamic for myself and for Allah in due time.

Anyways i went into my car like that and my cousin was like 'subxanallah don't tell me your going like that', i told her straight to 'shut the f*ck up you taliban and get in the car', so she did. When we got to the talk my cousin openned up her handbag and handed me over a headscraf and begged me to wear it out of respect, which i did, because i didn't want to draw to much attention to myself.

As we entered the building my eyes got drawn to this one bloke, somalinet damn it he was mighty fine, had a beard to impress, somalinet damn it, he was over blessed, this seskey stylish sheikh took my breath away, from there on i knew he was the one, he was the action hero in all my dreams.
Anyways he went into the men's section and I tried following him in but this man got in my way and pointed out the women's section. A few hours passed and I wasn't interested in the talk at all, because I haven't got the sliest idea what the whole talk was about it, i kept going to the toilet to pour water on my face because i seriously thought I was dreaming, that's how fine he was. At the end of the talk i run out of the building, my cousin took her time as usual. I stood outside my car waiting for him to come out, but my cousin came out before him, and she made me drive home sorry that was a one off

The whole summertime i was very busy and no i wasn't stalking the seskey sheikh he just happened to be at the same place as me at the right time.
When ever i saw him i felt different, I felt blessed, but when I found out a few little things about him from a very reliable source, then i knew it was time for me to act up before it was too late.

i know he lives in south east london, his looks are out of this world, and mashallah at his seksey beard even that got me sprung. Its love I tell you, so i should be careful with this one and not mess up my chances.

i know a few things about this guy, who im i kidding i know every little detail about him i could even tell you the total number of hair on his seksey beard.
Anyways i knew i had to attract him so i gave myself a whole new look, something like a islamic makeover, i knew my amy winehouse hairstyle had to go and my 30 skinny jeans also had to go, i donated my firetrap killer heels to some girl and i got myself tons and tons of headscrafs and cabaayads, obviously i made them all match duuh.

i knew i had to think of a plan which would make me and seksey sheikh close, so i decided to roleplay, my drama lessons came into play.
I have to admit the word 'seksey sheikh' and remembering him made me feel blessed, religious, empowered, so i decided to gain some good deeds by setting up my very own little girls islamic club in his area ofcourse.

His little sister started attending my islamic club, i knew she was his sister the first time i saw him, mashallah she looked like him. I treated her better then the other girls, and to be honest every girl who attended my club knew more about the Quran and Islam then me, but i always out smarted them with my long words and quotes.

Finally the day i've been dreaming about came. The little girl invited me to her house, because her mother wanted to meet me, because the old lady heard alot of good things about me. I got my best fitted D&G cabaayad out and i seriously rocked it, 'Lean with it, rock with it', damn i was on fire, i could envy myself.
Anyways his mother was sooooooo sweet, she kept offering me food and more food, i got the feeling she wanted to fatten me up Anyways she was so impressed with me she even..

I'VE GOT A JOB INTERVIEW TOMORROW, THEREFORE I HAVE TO GO, BUT THIS STORY WILL BE CONTINUED.

GOO FOR IT LOVE!

HOPE U DA BEST WID HIM!

mind to summarize all that please 8)

naah edit.... Good 4u

LOOOOOOOL

ISTUBIRAD

HOW U GWANNA DO ME LYK DAH DOE

I WZ ENJOYIN DA STORY

POST DA REST NOH

Okey! okey! okey! are you for real?

you wear jeans and you don't even wear scarf!
you didn't want to go to the Islamic get together!
you refuse to wear the Hijab or even scarf and called the real Muslim girl "Taliban" because she told you to not embrass her.
When you went there you were checking on a guy and try to go after him in the men's section!
you covered up in order to please him --but a while ago you were saying you won't cover up for any body but Allah --and that you real (you are the fakest person I ever heard )

Listen! don't waste your time, everybody could tell you a hoe that goes clubbiging and wears jeans and t-shirt. The sheikh deserves a girl like your friend who is a true Muslim, not you. are you even virgin? I suspect!

I hope, somebody finds expose your fake azz and chase you from the club you talking about and inform the sheikh.

@ topic maker!!

U SAY HE FROM SOUTH EAST WER ABOUTS 8)

MIGHT HAVE TO FIND HIM ROLLIN THRU MY BITS

N DENN FORCED MARRIAGE TING!!

n kramer u cracked me up

Ladie_x

UR STORY BUSS ME JOKESSSSSSSS



IN A WAY U AINT SERIOUS.....

CAUSE RUUNTA...U AINT WANTING 2 LEARN DA DEEN
N COVING 4 ALLAH ITS TO IMPRESS DIS BRE?

NEWAYS DO WAT U DO

GD LUCK 8)

Eh who are we to get in the way of true love

Nah they have a point like you said why should you dress appropraitely for a bunch of muslims when you can do it for a fit bre you've contridicted yourself...

apart from that, I think its more infactuation then love ...



can't wait for part 2, this is better then Eastenders...

Your A Madd One Laakin Good Luck Wid Dat Ni99a

He Sounds Like A Good One

Kramer= If You Were Tees Jeans And Go To Parties It Makes You A Ho3 Yehh

No You Not Funny You Hooker Push Off

When i seen this chick online I knew a long story would be on the way

Kramer.. Maybe she changed innit she said to be continued nd am glad to see this ''seskey sheikh'' helped you stop rolling eyes @wstldnshawty

Left us hanging with suspense

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Continue...

Ass Salaamu Alaykuum my brothers and sisters

Last night i said i would continue but a few haters (who happened to be male) are hating, im guessing they themselves have a hot spot for the seskey sheikh

Let me get this straight for them confused haters, i get what i want ALWAYS, and if i have to change my image to get what i want then change my image it will BE.

Anyways in ramadaan i drove all the way to south east every night just to get a glimpse of the mashallah brother. The was long and expensive but worth every second and dime, i also noticed that his beard got finer and finer as time went by, trust me it was nuuring he probably styles it with black seed oil.

One day in my islamic club his little sister told me his mother was feeling unwell and they haven't eaten samaosas for a long time, BINGO i knew this was my chance to GET IN THEREEE

The next day i woke up extra early at 2:00pm and i started cooking, i made around 50 samaoses and tons and tons of mac-macaan, i even had time to make some tasty kakaas and lasagna, and i drove straight to the seskey sheikh's yard. I knocked on the door and some old woman answered i asked her if i could come in and talk to 'Mrs Ali' she told me she was upstairs asleep because she wasn't feeling well to come out of bed. Me being generous i asked the old bat if anyone cooked the afuur for the family and the old thing told me she's planning to make bariis, i told her to move along and rest her old skinny legs because i made afuur and im serving it. The islaan was seriously shell shocked she kept on saying 'eyeeyo are you married, because my son is single', i rolled my blessed eyes and said ' eeyaah i don't want to cater for a suit rocking marfish faraax' she laughed and said 'hoyoo has he hit on you too'.

Enough about that, i went straight into the kitchen and marked my territory, i even brought my own stylish plates, cups, spoons and folks, and even a seskey fitted apron. i set up the table and prepared everything, i made it look like as if the dear old queen was coming for a tea party.

20 mins before it was time to nreak the fast, MY MAN came inside the house, first thing he said was 'Hows my hoyoo doing, is she alright', then he went straight upstairs to see her. He came down after 5/6 minutes and saw the smartly prepared table and said 'damn, who did all this' and his sweet dear little sister mentioned my name and pointed me out, but i locked myself in the kitchen and the little girl said 'she's shy'. I think that impressed him, two points to me.

Anyways his mother got better mashallah but that still didn't stop me from going over to their house to cook them afuur, but this time i decided to cook in their kitchen to proof that it was me who actually cooked the food, because they might find out the real truth, about me stealing the food from my half sisters house and presented it as mine, but dont get it twisted i did cook them the afuur myself the first time.

I'VE GOT TO GO AND PHONE 'MRS ALI' MY FUTURE MOTHER IN LAW, SO I'LL FINISH THE STORY OF SOME OTHER TIME.

WHY R U TORTURIN US LYKE DIS

LOOOL HURRY UP ON DA FONE SXB

I WANNA KNOW MOREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Ladie_x