YOUR SALAM IS MY DOWER

Halal Restaurant

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I looked back out the window looking for a blemish between the dark black night sky to be able to send a prayer to HIM, my tears kept seeping down my cheeks, breath that seemed still tight squeezed my chest when I remembered the incident on the beach lagoon when prof aras proposed to me.

Our car continued to split open the highway, the cold and dark night created silence like a kiss about the line of destiny between me and prof Aras.

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I searched the address of a local Muslim restaurant in Istanbul Turkey, several times I checked the Gps from my phone to make sure I was in the right location.

today I plan to eat at the local Muslim halal restaurant near the grand mosque of mardin.just try the halal food I tried yesterday in the city of Bursa.

at the Gps point I stopped, I saw a small alley with a local small restaurant owned by Muslims leading to a small alley.

unfortunately my car can't get into the alley because it's too small.

I parked the car in front of the roadside shop that closed and then continued my steps on foot.

this restaurant has a transparent glass front until translucent to the back, it makes it easier for restaurant owners to monitor guests who come.

" Welcome, sir? he said as I shifted the restaurant's transparent glass door." a middle-aged man came out looking at me with a friendly smile."

" Thank you for me, then nod your reply to me."

" are you a Muslim?

" i was shocked and gasped at her sudden question, she stepped close to me."

I was glued and I haven't answered.

" Your face is like an extra luminous Muslim."

it is true that I studied Islam for the last 5 months, but thinking I am a Muslim is something I never expected.

" I am non-Muslim, but I am studying Islam and the last 2 months I have been reading the Qur'an regularly" I replied later."

" well, this is amazing sir, I thought you were a Muslim, I was amazed to see your face really radiant, this is the most awesome pleasure of ALLAH , I am very happy to hear this good news from you sir, it is a good and beautiful sign from ALLAH.

I observed the restaurant owner's facial expression, looking honesty on his face with a very happy sincerity.

" i am Aslan, I am a Muslim from the bursa,

the shopkeeper raised his hand when he wanted to shake hands with me,.

we then shook hands, but not only that and then she hugged me, I felt it was strange, because the hug was only I got from my father or my family .

" I Aras answered me briefly, after he let go of his embrace and then he returned his cashier's shirt,

I walked to a nearby table to pick a meal.

" Excuse me sir, he said again, can you help me, he continued to my desk.

" Yes .what can I help you with?

" now is the time to pray zuhur, can you keep my restaurant for a while? Some visitors here already know what range they have to pay and you can take the cashier's desk money if they need change, sorry if it interferes with your lunch time ."

I wonder at her, how can she be sure to me the new person who first visited, without thinking I nodded at the request of the restaurant owner.

then he passed and I died.

I don't know why I feel so happy accepting this belief."