099: Iftar's Invitation

Zayn savored the aroma of the freshly cooked biryani and kebabs that wafted through the house.

He could hear the clinking of glasses and the sound of chatter as his family and friends eagerly waited for the call to break their fast.

As he took a sip of water and ate a date, Zayn couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia wash over him.

He remembered the days when they were all still younger and how they used to break their fast together as a family.

Zayn smiled as he recalled the playful arguments he and his father used to have about who could eat the most food.

His mother would always chuckle and shake her head at their antics, but she was always pleased to see her family so happy and content.

As the call to prayer echoed through the house, Zayn's thoughts were interrupted, and he eagerly made his way to the table.

The food was as delicious as ever, and Zayn couldn't help but feel grateful for the blessings that Allah had bestowed upon him and his family.

As the family finished the

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