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𝑹𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒍 𝑩𝒂𝒊𝒕

Woman, a word which holds so much of delicacy, affection and tenderness, all at the same time. Intricately carved from a man's rib, she indeed is a gift to mankind from the almighty Allah (swt).
A blessing she is who beautifies and brings Almighty's Rahmah in the home she is born, becomes the reason for her father to enter Jannah, completes her life-partner's Deen and the highest of all, has her off-springs' Jannah under her feet. Often mistaken as oppressed, Rabbaitul Bait she is, the Queen of her kingdom.

Article is Composed by Hanna Azam Ibrahimi
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