The Misyar to C-Star
The Elephant
Since "The Pull Up 2023", we had been talking daily and he was pulling up daily if not every other day. It was tough because that sexual chemistry was the biggest elephant in every fucking room we were in. But! It was Ramadan when we linked back up so, me being a revert and him being my guide to Islam…we tried to respect the deen, as best we could. Thing is, Bodies don’t lie and hard dicks can’t hide 🤷🏾♀️.
His desire for me was always front and center, standing on display and the feeling was mutual as I’d just be sitting on a pool, trying not to drown. I would literally have to sit on my hands sometimes to prevent myself from touching him. I always wanted touch him, and felt Jamie foxx and please while heartedly, Nigga “please excuse my haaannnndddds!
The Crack Got to Cracking
We made it passed Ramadan. We held the line as he would say but we ain’t make it too much longer. May of 2023, the cracking got cracking. He came over, I grabbed his hand and let him feel the puddle. He couldn’t believe it. He took a dive and the rest is detailed in other tabs of this site…but back to the subject hand.
After we had sex, he was different. He told me he was confused. That we weren’t supposed to have sex so soon, he feels like we are going to be punished by Allah. It wasn’t supposed to happen that way. He wanted us to keep building before doing that because he didn’t want it to be a causal thing. and he ended it all with “I don’t think it’s fair for you to wait as I process this confusion, you should just go live your life”
Excuse me, what? My logic immediately entered the chat…
If the sex was so confusing, and immoral how were you okay with jack off and head…is Allah not equally displeased? He tells me “well that’s the lesser of two evils”
He was upset that i didn’t understand where he was coming from, brought up the fact that I didn’t a relationship with God the way he does, accused me of being a tool of the devil but none of those thoughts were in place when he was showing up to get his dick rubbed and his stomach filled, so you damn right I didn’t understand.
He Was So Confused, like Mya
Halal-ish
This confusion went on for eleven days and then he approached me with the "solution" to what he thought was a problem. He introduced me to the concept of a "misyar". He said:
"I care about and am responsible for your soul. I errored and now I have to make it right. We can't just be having sex without a covenant because that's not halal and I know better. In Islam we have temporary marriages, called misyars. A misyar would give us a covenant and that way what we do would be pleasing to Allah. I don't want to be just fucking you man, I care about your soul and I want you to be with me in the Al-Ākhirah."
He said all we needed was a witness but since one wasn't around he would record it and play it for his sahabas. He told me that he would only be doing this with me and that he was doing it to protect us.
When you're hungry for love, bullshit smells sweet.
I had never had a man mention my soul let alone talk about how sex without a covenant would be our ruin, so of course I said yes.
We got "married" May 29, 2023, the day after his birthday and consummated it with more deep sea diving.
So it was official. We had a covenant and our sex was pleasing in the eyes of Allah. There was no more confusion, just nuts and satisfaction that would follow us into the Al-Ākhirah because we were married.
This set of messages takes us one year into the relationship but it serves as a receipt for proof of the misyar.
As time went on I would really confuse his birthday for the 29th of May, it was the day before but I would remember it as the 29th.
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