Is Black Magic Really True: Family Love and Hate—Part One

Sophia returned from school, her satchel still hanging from one shoulder. As she reached the courtyard, she heard faint voices slipping through the half-open door. She slowed her steps, her ears pricking up. It was her mother’s voice, soft but insistent.

“It’s a good proposal for Sophia,” she said. “If you agree, I will proceed further.”

Her father’s voice followed, deep and guarded. “Who is it?”

There was a pause, then her mother answered, almost triumphantly. “It’s Daniel, isn’t it? The one who runs errands for everyone. Sajjad and Farah’s boy, you know them well.”

At once, her father’s face darkened. “Their son?” he repeated, his tone sharp, almost bitter.

“That miserly family? What comfort could they possibly offer my daughter? The life I give her is the very peace of my household. My daughter is my blessing. Because of her, my business thrives, my earnings multiply by day and swell by night. Her presence brings me fortune itself. And you would send her to a house of penny-pinchers? To those worthless, lowly people who weigh every coin before they spend it?”

Sophia’s mother drew closer, refusing to yield, her eyes glinting with determination. Her voice dropped, low but pressing, the way one makes their case when every word must strike true. “Why do you still hesitate?” she asked, steady and coaxing.

“Look at Daniel tall, handsome, refined. When he walks, people notice. His father owns the largest shop in the market; their home is filled with ease and abundance. Our daughter will never know hunger there, nor shame. Instead, she will live with her head held high. People will say we chose wisely, that we gave her a husband worthy of her beauty and charm. Tell me, can there be a better match waiting at our door?”

Her words spilled like honey, but beneath them was the sharp tang of pride and calculation. To her, Daniel’s wealth and looks were a glittering shield, a promise of honor. Her husband said nothing. His silence stretched, heavy as stone, his thoughts a whirl of doubts. To him, that glitter was fragile glass, too thin to withstand the storms that life hurled at every marriage.

And just beyond the door, Sophia stood frozen. Every word seeped into her like water into thirsty soil. Her father’s fierce devotion and her mother’s ambitious dreams tugged at her silently. She did not speak, for the choice was never hers to make. She was her father’s princess, the jewel of his house, and she knew her fate rested in the hands of the very voices debating her life.

“Why do you let their family cloud your judgment?” Her mother asked softly, almost coaxing. “Do not look at the parents; look at the boy. Daniel is not Sajjad, nor is he Farah. He is his own man, young, strong, handsome, full of life. He is hardworking and ambitious; a man who will carve out his own fortune beyond the shadow of his father’s shop. Should we throw away such a chance just because you cannot stomach his parents’ ways?”

She lifted her chin, her eyes sharp with determination. “Our daughter deserves a husband who will stand tall beside her. People won’t whisper about his father or mother; they will see Daniel himself. And what they will see is a man of stature, a man fit for Sophia. You and I both know proposals like this don’t wait at the door forever. If we turn him away, another family will take him gladly.”

Her words pressed against her husband like waves against a stubborn rock, relentless, certain that with enough force, she would wear him down.

Sophia’s father narrowed his eyes, his tone sharp with doubt. “Tell me one thing: did Farah agree to this proposal?” he asked, his voice heavy, each word carrying the weight of mistrust.

Sophia’s mother shifted uncomfortably, then quickly replied, “What does it matter if she hesitates? Sajjad himself wants our daughter for his son. And when a father’s word is given, does the mother’s silence carry more weight? He has spoken; he has agreed. That is enough. Why should we look for cracks where none exist?”

But her husband’s frown deepened. He knew Farah well—her pride, her sharp tongue, her hunger to control. If she had not spoken in favor, then her silence was not harmless; it was a storm waiting for its time. “If the mother does not open her heart to my daughter now,” he thought grimly, “what will she do when my Sophia is under her roof?”

Merchant’s Daughter Marriage Struggles

Sophia was sixteen, yet she carried herself with the presence of a woman far beyond her years. She was not only beautiful; her beauty had depth, the kind that silenced a room. Her sharp features were softened by a delicate frame, her voice was melodious and steady, and her laughter carried the warmth of friendship.

She had a way of speaking that invited trust, a way of listening that made people feel important. Even elders, hardened by business and politics, found themselves disarmed by her charm. Her confidence was no accident.

From the time she was a little girl, her father—a renowned politician and wealthy merchant—saw something extraordinary in her. Where others saw only a daughter, he saw his reflection. He began taking her to his dinners and gatherings, introducing her to influential men, foreign clients, and powerful allies. She was not there as a silent child in the corner; she was there as his symbol of good fortune, his jewel, the living proof of his success.

This was the very reason Sophia’s father had never approved of the match in the first place. He had seen through Daniel’s flaws, and though his heart resisted, Sophia’s mother eventually persuaded him, and the marriage was settled.

Sophia herself was not yet so wise or discerning; she simply agreed because her parents had said yes. Yet even in her youth, her nature was complex. She had already learned the art of bending without breaking, of agreeing without surrendering, of smiling while holding a wound.

At times, she seemed compliant, nodding to end an argument, but in her silence, she carried a quiet resistance. She could yield like water, yet her heart never truly gave in. But beneath Sophia’s grace lay a fire. She had inherited her father’s pride and his temper, and though she knew how to smile and charm, she also knew how to flare. When insulted, her eyes would flash, her words sharp as a blade. She was not one to cower or swallow humiliation.

Parent's Influence on Marriage

Sophia's father, instead of suppressing this side of her, nurtured it. He often told her, “When you walk, keep your chin high and your eyes on the sky. If someone refuses to accept your words, smile and say, ‘You are right,’ and move on.”

It was his way of teaching her dignity without surrender, diplomacy without defeat. He trained her to forgive everyone, to let go of petty slights, to rise above insults, to answer arrogance with elegance.

But there was one exception. For her husband, Daniel, her father never gave the same advice. In private, he would warn, almost as a command to his future son-in-law, “Never let my daughter feel the lack of anything. She is my pride. Do not forget it.”

This difference was subtle but deadly. To the world, Sophia was trained to forgive and rise higher. But in her marriage, the seed of division was planted early. Her father had accepted the match, yet in his heart, the disdain for Daniel never faded.

And on the other side, envy brewed as well. Daniel’s parents, especially his mother, never let him forget that Sophia came from a house of power and wealth. They whispered in his ears that her family looked down upon them, that Sophia would rule over him with her pride, that she would never truly belong to their home. His father had agreed to the marriage for opportunity’s sake, but his mother carried bitterness in her heart, dripping it into Daniel little by little.

So the marriage began under two shadows: a father’s quiet scorn and a mother-in-law’s envy. Sophia stepped into her new home carrying her father’s pride, while Daniel carried his mother’s poison. Between pride and envy, love found no room to grow.

How Satan Attacks Marriages

On the very first day, Sophia began to see Daniel for who he truly was. His eyes lingered too long on his own reflection; his words, when they came, were more about appearance than meaning. He loved beauty, but not depth; charm, but not understanding.

The wedding, sacred in its name, felt to him like nothing more than a gateway to physical desire. There was no real conversation, no reaching of souls, no attempt to know the woman who now shared his life.

Sophia, young and trusting, had agreed to the marriage because her parents had said yes. She did not yet understand the full blessing of Nikah—the spiritual union, the sacred trust, the mercy and companionship ordained by Allah. She only knew she was now his wife, and that was enough to follow her parents’ will. Even in that innocence, the hollow silence between them stretched, quietly watering the seed of distance.

Daniel did all the things that made their marriage appear perfect from the outside. He took Sophia out, bought her gifts, ensured she never sat hungry, visited her parents with her, and played the role of a dutiful husband wherever people could see.

But beneath the surface, both hearts carried poison. He could never forget the whispers of his mother that Sophia’s pride would one day crush him, that her family thought themselves above his. Sophia, in turn, felt the weight of her father’s warnings that Daniel must never let her feel lacking, that she was his pride. Every smile they exchanged was laced with bitterness; every act of kindness shadowed by unspoken rivalry.

What should have been a blessed union under Allah’s guidance, a marriage following the true teachings of the Seerat-e-Mustafa ﷺ (life and character of the Prophet Muhammad ﷺ), became a stage for family pride and envy. Instead of learning from the Prophet ﷺ or the example of the Mothers of the Believers, both families poured their politics, cunning, and personal agendas into the marriage.

The blessing of Nikah, meant to unite two souls under Allah’s mercy, was being stripped of its sanctity not by Sophia or Daniel alone, but by the heavy hands of two families. It was presented instead as a game of advantage, a stage for family power, and in that game, even their children would one day become unwilling players.

Is Black Magic Really True: Family Love and Hate

Even though Sophia and Daniel looked like the perfect, romantic couple admired for their charm and happiness, tensions were hidden beneath the surface. The man who had raised Sophia to be confident and graceful never hid his dislike for his son-in-law, leaving Daniel feeling unappreciated and uneasy, a tension that slowly grew in their marriage.

Things got worse when Sophia went on a business trip with her father to meet foreign clients without asking Daniel. A sharp feeling of anger struck him: How could my wife leave without telling me? When he asked, “Where did you go?” Sophia replied, “Father told me to go, so I went.” She paid no attention to his anger, focusing instead on her work, confident in her father’s support.

Daniel made a big mistake; he kept his anger inside and never talked to Sophia about it.

Communication is the key to all troubles and misunderstandings.

Birth of First Daughter: Cracks in Marriage and Silent Resentment

This was not the first crack in their marriage; tensions like these had begun to shape their life together. When their first daughter was born, Daniel returned home expecting a simple celebration, but all the sweets had already been eaten, leaving none for him. Small slights, repeated over time, settled like poison in his heart, fueling silent resentment toward Sophia and her family.

Yet, once again, he made a grave mistake: he never spoke to Sophia about his hurt. Instead, he vented to others, whispered complaints, and allowed bitterness to grow in silence. Whenever he tried to confront her, Sophia, proud, emotional, and molded by her father’s unwavering love and fortune, met him with defiance or sharp words. And so, their marriage continued on a fragile path, dotted with arguments, occasional outings, and a thin mask of affection that barely hid the widening gulf between them.

Jealousy Ruined Marriage

On one side, there was constant tension and conflict, while Daniel worked hard and dreamed big, struggling to manage on his small salary. The pressure was too much, especially since he had to take care of his siblings. Finally, he made a tough choice: he would go abroad to find better opportunities. One day, he left the country, hoping to build a stable future for his family.

But Daniel’s absence gave Sophia’s family a chance to turn her against him. As soon as he left, Sophia’s father could not bear the thought of his daughter being sad; he could not handle it. With this sorrow, he passed away, leaving behind only memories of love and protection. Sophia's father was not a cruel man, but his overwhelming love for her left her fragile, so tenderly shielded that she grew fearful of everything around her.

Sophia’s mother stayed behind, sighing, and said aloud, “Now my daughter is all alone… has someone cast black magic on her? Is black magic really true?

Each sigh, each remark, reminded Sophia of her supposed weakness, making her doubt her choices and feeding the growing bitterness between the families. They forgot that Daniel had gone away for her and the family. Sophia also stayed silent; she never said, “Please don’t interfere in our marriage.” Without honest communication between husband and wife, they were trapped in anger and manipulation, and their three young children suffered the most. Daniel sent money and returned home once a year, but every visit was spent handling wedding costs, household duties, and family demands, leaving little time for his own kids.

Daniel cared too much about appearances; he wanted his wife to look perfect and paid little attention to their children’s needs. Sophia also failed to explain what their children required. With no clear understanding, their home life began to fall apart.

When a marriage exists only for physical reasons, when husband and wife are distant at heart, can it ever become a true spiritual bond? Meanwhile, jealous relatives, unwilling to see Daniel succeed, waited to break the fragile threads of their marriage.

The Impact of Parental Anger on Children

In the parents' minds, the only thought was that feeding and clothing them was their duty; the psychological aspect held no meaning for them. To make matters worse, there were the toxic relatives who were secretly tormenting Sophia's children psychologically.

They would scold them, say bad things to them, and criticize their father in front of them. The children, frightened and timid, couldn't tell their mother because she was always angry and would often take her anger out on them.

Sophia was only 25 when her husband left her, and Daniel was also very young. Thus, both were burning in the fire of loneliness, and this fire was scorching their children. It wasn't just her son who suffered from Sophia's neglect, but also her two daughters.

In her own eyes, she was a mother playing a good role, or she was a victimized woman whose husband had abandoned her, leaving her with all the responsibility. She was like a class monitor who didn't realize that the daughters were hers too, not just Daniel's.

When a mother doesn't look after her daughters and doesn't try to understand their psychology, the eldest daughter starts complaining to her father.

Child Upbringing in Toxic Family Environments

Here began a cycle of backbiting and ill-speaking. Whenever anyone came to that house, there was no topic other than speaking ill of others. Sophia would listen to criticisms of her husband and respond in kind with criticisms of her own.

Here, the eldest daughter would report all the complaints about Sophia's family members to her father: "Mom doesn't even look at me; Mom is always busy with others."

Daniel was shocked by this and started listening to his daughter. Then he, too, would extract all the information through his daughter. Meaning, the husband and wife never communicated directly; there was always an intermediary, and that intermediary was the one spoiling the relationship.

Nobody clarified their relationships; they just created webs of assumptions and never made any real effort themselves. And when they did meet, they only spoke ill of each other, especially about their children.

Since they had never accepted the relationship from the heart and had reduced it to merely a physical bond, how could there be a union of souls?

Sophia had always hoped her husband would protect her and treat her with respect, while Daniel expected her to be careful not to embarrass him in front of her family. Daniel couldn’t stand it whenever her family showed up unannounced. But Sophia’s family was clever; they didn’t appear openly, yet somehow, they always found a way to unsettle her. Her three children saw it all.

Their mother’s anger was so overwhelming that they didn’t feel safe talking to her. They wanted to share their worries, but Sophia’s mind was always elsewhere, too caught up in her own frustrations to really listen. Slowly, the kids stopped trying. They adapted, changed the way they acted, and learned that their voices didn’t seem to matter.

"When in Rome, do as the Romans do."

They, too, began to live life according to the 'perfect' display: eating, sleeping, going out, and studying just as the environment their mother had maintained. The children grew up thinking this was normal life. In this house, there were Muslims who performed rituals, but there was no true spirit of faith.

Envy in Families: How Jealousy Destroys Relationships

There was a crowd of envious people standing all around, watching them. Their third child, the middle daughter after their son, saw the crowd, but she was also known for being sharp-tongued and ill-mannered. For this reason, that daughter was downgraded in her mother's eyes. And those who downgraded her were Sophia's own family because the daughter's attitude towards them was bad, since they showed favoritism among the siblings and psychologically tormented them in their mother's absence.

But Sophia never wondered, "Why do people speak so badly of my daughter?" She would even sit openly and criticize her own daughter. Sophia had a habit of never concealing anything. She would very comfortably discuss her children's matters with her sisters, her brother, her relatives, her husband, her in-laws, and her sisters-in-law. Thus, the relationship between the three siblings was also deteriorating, and the parents' relationship was already spoiled. Daniel's job was to earn and send money to their hometown.

On one side, his family was exploiting him, and on the other, his wife's complaints never ceased. But she did not share these tears and complaints with her husband. Instead, she would tell any close relative or friend. And now that her children were growing up, she would tell them, too.

Slowly, the children's hearts also began to turn against their father. A mother's words hold a certain power; however she is, the children tend to lean towards her. This crack in their relationship was a deep one. Sophia and Daniel were progressing in life; they were buying house after house, but there was no success in their marriage. The children were emotionally distant from each other.

The difference between animals and humans is that animals do not have reason and understanding. Allah Almighty gave humans the ability to think. But Sophia and Daniel were living as if they had no need to think or understand. They would listen to one person's story, believe it without question, and never verify the truth.

A big part of the problem was Sophia's carelessness, her emotional nature, and her impatience. She had only one grief: the disrespect shown to her family. Her only sorrow was that Daniel did not like her family visiting the house. Her parents had passed away, so now it was her brother who would come and stir up trouble. In many ways, Sophia was a loyal woman.

She would not spend her husband's money without his permission. But she was not keeping his secrets safe, either. Meanwhile, Daniel, along with his mother, sisters, and brothers, was living his life as if he were the sole leader, the only one who could make decisions. Both had forgotten Allah Almighty, even though they prayed five times a day and even prayed the night prayer. Their house had become a target for the envious.

Sophia's children grew up. Every child felt confused about their mother, and she failed to understand this. It was as if she were not their mother, and they were not her children. What mother speaks ill of her own children to others? Who takes out their hatred on their own children? It bothered Sophia if anyone said anything against her siblings or her family. To please outsiders, she risked the happiness of her own home. She could have guided her husband onto the right path if she had wanted. He often listened to her.

The first time she asked for a separate house, he listened to her. Despite strong opposition from his family, he provided a separate home for his wife and children. Not only that, but after that, Daniel found great success. He kept buying one house after another. He was living abroad, and she was the one buying the houses. This showed he trusted his wife.

But for some reason, an unseen fire still burned between them. His wealth continued to grow because he enjoyed helping people, but there was no success in their relationship. When a person lacks knowledge, has little understanding, and is a victim of ignorance, this happens.

Ignorance doesn't just mean a lack of formal education. You can have a degree and be considered educated, but if you are ignorant of religious knowledge, that is the greatest ignorance. If you don't understand the teachings in the Hadith, if you haven't studied the Quran's explanation (Interpretation), if you don't know what Allah commands us to do, and you don't act upon it, this is the biggest failure.

Reading Hadith or, partially, without understanding their true meaning, is a serious mistake. You may end up interpreting something in a way that was never intended. For example, we are taught to honor the rights of relatives. But if a relative is spreading mischief, trying to break up your home, or coming between husband and wife, no matter how close they are, you must learn how to keep them at a distance from your home

How can you, with good manners, keep them at a distance to protect your household?

It is the woman's responsibility to protect her home from harm because the Prophet Muhammad ﷺ said:

"A man is the guardian of his household, and a woman is the guardian of her husband's home and children, and both will be questioned about those under their care."

This was a lesson Sophia never learned. Sophia and Daniel's close relatives on their side of the family were secretly resentful. Under the guise of family love, they were slowly destroying the peace of their home. Sophia and Daniel couldn't see the difference; they didn't realize that these relatives didn't truly wish them well. In reality, they were spreading poison. Sophia had no idea she was nurturing a snake in her bosom. The venom had already seeped into her veins. And their children... the children were not only witnessing this mistreatment but were also suffering because of it.

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