Azaan Realizes His Mistake.

Mistakes can be rectified if someone who has done it is true to themselves and true to the person they are apologizing to.

Mistakes make us human. We make them so that we could understand why we had to make them. They become the lessons that we need in life and the future.

Making mistakes is part of learning from them. Learn what the consequences of our actions might be or who we end up hurting in the process.

Azaan's pov.

I need to find her but where do I look for her? I made a mistake that might end up with her divorcing me and I can't let that happen.

Think, think, Azaan. Where could she be?

The café!!!

I quickly got up from the couch and took my car keys and walked out of the house and into my car. Mamma had already left to go back home as she was much needed by Dad and Azhar.

I thanked her and I had to keep in mind what she told me about Saira and her forgiving me.

Ya Allah, I hope that she is there. And I pray that will forgive me and if she can't I will have to try my best to do anything for her just to make her forgive me.

I couldn't help but remember how Sameer was because of Shyra's disappearance. He was very worried about her and has never given up on finding her.

That's true love and it is hard to come by. I want that with Saira.

In shaa Allah, I will get it. 

I quickly reached my destination at the café, I parked the car and got out. I then took a deep breath and walked towards the front door hoping that she is there.

I open the door and walked into the café and fortunately for me, she was sitting in her favorite booth with a cup of coffee in her hand.

I slowly walked toward her and she looked at me with tears in her eyes. I was the one responsible for them.

The tears in my wife's eyes and I felt my heart break while I moved toward her table.

"Saira...."

"What are you doing here?" she asks me wiping her tears harshly.

I took a seat down and looked at her with tears in my eyes matching hers.

"I am sorry, habibty. From my heart. I know what I did was wrong but you managed to make me fall in love with you without even realizing it. I am sorry...."

"No, stop. You have hurt me more than you ever know, Azaan. Apologizing to me will not make things better. I need time to process this and I don't know if I can ever let go of what you did", She tells me sniffing.

Saira's Pov.

Sitting at the café is the only thing I can do freely but how can do that when my mind is on Azaan and only him?

He is here sitting in front of me with tears in his eyes matching mine.

Why do people think that when you say sorry, it fixes everything in the relationship?

Sometimes sorry isn't just enough for someone, actions speak louder than words.

"I know what I did....."

"Was unforgiveable. But the question is why? No, I have a better question. If I was Iman and someone did the same thing as you did to me, what would she feel?", I tell him.

"Betrayed, lied to and....."

"Saira, what do I do to make it up to you? I will do anything for you just please don't leave me, please", he says as tears fall down his face.

I felt the urge to wipe them. I don't know why I moved my hands on his face and begin wiping the tears surprising myself and himself too.

"I am sorry, I shouldn't have done that...."

"No, you have every right to do it. You are my wife, Saira. And I won't want any other person beside me  in my life", he tells me holding my hands with his not letting me go.

All of this is happening because he was jealous and insecure after what had happened between Faryal, Fahd, and him.

I can understand that he didn't want history to repeat itself with his sister but now he knows what he did was very wrong. But he ended up hurting me and himself without knowing the consequences of his actions. 

"Each action there's always a good, bad or even a worse consequence but we are humans and we make mistakes but I still need time to forgive you, Azaan....."

"I will give you all the time you will ever need, Saira. But don't push me away from you. You are the light to my darkness. And I thank Allah everyday that He let us get marry even if I had to deceive you", he says still holding my hand.

"Can we go home, please?" he added smiling.

But I wasn't sure if I wanted to go anywhere let alone home. As I was about to say something when he said;

"We don't have to go home, right now. We can go to the beach or anywhere else you want?" he says surprising me.

Did he read my mind?

"Okay, sure".

But what we didn't know was that someone was celebrating the fight we had and they need to add more fuel to the fire so that Azaan and I would end up in divorce.

Allah knows best.

"Its time, Faryal".

Faryal knew exactly what to do and she knew what needed to be done so that Azaan and I would separate.

In the coming days, Azaan has been kind, caring, and loving towards me but as the saying goes ' Once bitten twice shy '.

I know that someone might think that I am giving him a hard time but what about what he did to me?

Was it fair to marry me, to lie and betray me?

I love him but sometimes love isn't enough for a relationship to survive.

There's trust, care, honesty, communication, and then love.

"Saira are you alright?", Azaan asks me. "I called you twice now. Whats wrong?", he asks.

"Nothing, I am fine, Alhamdullilah. Just a headache that's all", I tell him.

"I could go and get you some painkillers...."

"Azaan, I promise you that I don't need painkillers. Plus I already took one. So I am fine, Habiby", I tell him surprising him by saying the last word.

Mamma Hayat was right, forgiveness is everything.

Thank you, mamma, for your advice.

"Okay, Habibty....."

Before he could finish what he was saying he got interrupted by the doorbell.

"I will go and check...."

"No, you aren't feeling well. I will go and check", he tells me getting up from the couch and heading toward the door.

Out of my curiosity, I got up and walked toward the door only to find Faryal crying and hugging my husband.

"What is going on here?", I ask startling them.

But what surprised me more was the look on Faryal's face.

She had this evil smirk when Azaan turned to face me, I immediately knew that she was in trouble.

"Habibty, Can we talk in our bedroom?", Azaan asks me.

"But she has to stay where she is and doesn't move an inch", I tell her and then took my husband's hand and lead him to our bedroom.

I opened the door and we walked in and then I locked the door because I don't her to listen to any of our conversations.

I don't trust her and I never will.

"Explain to me why is she doing here? Now, Azaan!!"

He looked at me and sat me down on our bed. He then started explaining to me why the witch was there.

"Fahd has been abusing and beating her so no reason. That's why she is here. He has now thrown her out of his house. He has divorced her and now she has nowhere to go...."

"So she came to you. Why? Kick her out, Azaan...."

"Saira, she has nowhere to go, Habibty. Let her stay for just a while then she will leave, okay?", he tells me.

"I think this husband of mine has amnesia and has forgotten about what she to him," I murmured to myself but Azaan heard it.

"Saira, you don't need to get jealous of her. She is and will always be my past and that's where she will belong. You are my present, my future. My wife, my soul mate", he says hugging me.

"But remember that I don't and will never trust her. She is someone that I will....."

"Yes, I know Habibty. I don't trust her too but when someone asks for help, we give it even if they aren't good people. Help is given to anyone who needs it. Plus, mamma always said to help those who are in need", he tells me.

"Fine but one mistake, I will personally throw her out and there wont be an interference from you, got it?", I tell him glaring at him.

"Fine, Habibty. I promise", he says kissing my forehead.

Faryal was listening to us at the door, every word I told Azaan she heard.

"Don't worry, Saira. He won't kick me out but someone else", she says with an evil grin on her face.