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Ishmael And Isaac


Amid on the other hand was an Arab young man who was studying as a postgraduate student at the Christian University where Peter was lecturing. Amid was a very cool-headed person. He was one of those people who didn‘t stand out in public. He loved being unnoticed, hence no one knew he was a Muslim except his lecturers.

He was married to Rokibah and they were blessed with a son; Ishmael. He was their gift from Allah. He made them smile always. He was two years of age but he was sharper than his age. Rokibah was a full-time housewife so it made dropping and picking up Amid every day, very easy. She had encouraged him to continue with his academics knowing how smart Amid was especially with Mathematics, while she stayed at home to take care of Ishmael.


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