I did istikhara if I should remain in a certain group where Muslim women gathered with their children. I was part of this large group for 8yrs. A new member that joined our group made me uncomfortable so I did istikhara. That night I saw the location of this group as the setting for my dream. The cops were taking my husband away.I knew that he was innocent, I knew that it was some sort of misunderstanding but there was no way to prove it, no one to believe it. I stood there with my children by my side. I was hurt, shocked and knew that somehow I was to blame. I wrote on my face with my own hands and the writing showed in blood on my face for the whole world to see.
I woke up with one thought on my mind, ‘No group -No group’.
wa `alaykum salam,
A`udhu Billahi min ash-Shaytaani ‘r-rajeem
Bismillahi ‘r-Rahmani ‘r-Raheem
Follow your first inclination as stated.
w ‘Allahu `alam,