Second Chances Come Only Once.

Most people wish to have second chances given to them by the people they love but sometimes they don't even deserve it. Second chances are very rare to come by, and when they do cherish them in your heart.

Azaan's Pov.

I am thankful every day to Allah for letting Saira give me a second chance. I have to make sure that I won't hurt her as I did before when I doubted her instead of trusting and talking to her about it.

Just like Dad and Mamma who always talk about things instead of jumping to conclusions and judging their partner. That's what I have learned from them. Marriage is work and it doesn't have a smooth road but a road filled with bumps and other things that married couples get to pass by.

Alhamdullilah.

The process I have been making with Saira was worth it. All I can say is that our relationship is getting stronger day by day.

I have been trying to get her to eat but she keeps telling me that she isn't hungry. What do I do with her?

"Azaan, I am not hungry...."

"Yes, you are. I can hear the baby saying that; she is hungry", I tell my wife who looked at me as if I had lost my mind.

"How can a baby do that? And how do you know that it's a girl and not a boy?" she asks me raising her eyebrows and making me smile.

"Well, your stomach is grumbling, and call it a father's hunch", I tell her pushing the plate of food toward her and making her frown at me.

"Azaan, stop. I am not hungry...."

"Okay fine, don't eat. I will just not give you the chocolates that you have been craving," I tell her smirking inwardly knowing that is her weakness and I am taking advantage of it.

I am sorry, Saira. But if this is how I will be taking care of you then I will do anything possible to do it.

Saira's Pov.

"Okay fine, don't eat. I will just not give you the chocolates that you have been craving," he tells me.

I hate it when he does this. It is like he knows exactly when to strike especially when he wants to make me eat when I am not even hungry.

"Fine, I will eat but when I say I am full it means that, okay", I ask him.

He nods and then smiles at me.

"And one more thing, put the chocolates on the table because I need to see them before finishing the food", I tell him making him chuckle.

What?

I know that he might be tricking me into eating the food so it is better to be safe than sorry, right?

"Okay, my dear wife. Here they are", he says placing the said chocolates on the table.

The ones I have been craving a lot lately. Mum told me that it's natural to crave things like chocolates but I should never overdo it as the baby also need real food and nutrients.

The look on his face, when I started eating, was of a person who knew he had just succeeded in an impossible mission.

"Don't say it, Azaan..."

"I am not saying anything...."

"But you are thinking it, don't deny it", I tell him while glaring at him.

"Okay, fine. Sorry but I am glad you are now eating. As a reward we will go to the beach and walk around. And then we can do whatever you want to do, okay", he tells me wiping a smudge of chocolate stain on my cheek making me blush.

I love chocolate, who doesn't?

"Okay but first we need...."

"Water, snacks and good shoes plus me", he says completing my sentence.

"You? I didn't say that, Azaan. We do need water and the snacks but I could go without you...."

"No, you will not go without me. Now, finish eating then get ready so that we can go", he tells me getting up from the table and walking into the kitchen.

I was stunned by what he had just done.

What is he even doing in the kitchen? Ya Allah, I hope he doesn't burn down the kitchen like the last time he tried to make something for us.

I finished the chocolate that he gave me and went to the kitchen to wash my hand and check on what he was doing.

To my surprise, he was calmly preparing sandwiches and putting them into the bags. I couldn't help but smile knowing that Azaan is changing to the best of his abilities.

Alhamdullilah, for that. 

I hugged him making him drop the slice of tomato on the floor before turning to face me.

"Whats wrong?" he asks worriedly while looking at my face.

"Nothing, I am just happy that you are here with me and that I have given you the chance, thank you for showing me that love exists", I tell him smiling.

"I should be the one thanking you because of the second chance you have given me. Now, go and get ready for us to leave", he says to me kissing my forehead. "And next time, announce yourself, before making me drop the food", he added picking up the piece of tomato he had dropped because of me and throwing it away.

"Okay, I am sorry to have made you drop that, Azaan. I will not do it again, okay", I apologize to him while holding my ears as I used to do when I was a child.

"Okay, stop doing that. You remind me of Iman when she does something bad or about to do it. Go and get dressed so that we can go and watch the sunset before we go to the masjid to pray", he tells me leading me out of the kitchen door.

I smile as I walked into my room to get ready for our outing. I should thank Iman, mamma Hayat, and Dad for this.

For bringing Azaan here even though I didn't want him here with me as I was angry at him.

But the love I felt for him won over the anger. Love will always win when it comes to being angry.

I finished getting ready and walked to the living room only to find Azaan sitting down well more like laying down on the couch with his eyes closed.

He must be tired because of the trips to the grocery store that I had asked him to go to ever since I had started cravings, especially at night.

"Azaan", I lightly shake his leg walking him up.

"Sorry, I was just resting my eyes...."

"Its okay. We can stay here and watch the sunset from the balcony. And then we will eat the food you prepared. And finally pray Magharib and the Isha prayers and the we can get some sleep", I suggested to him knowing how tired he is.

And he looked like he couldn't open his eyes for too long.

"No, we can go..."

"Azaan, we can't and you know that. Let's go to the balcony and watch it from there. Come on, "I tell him holding out my hand for him to take. And then I led us to the balcony where there were already two chairs for us.

Azaan put down the picnic basket and led me to one of the chairs while he sat on the floor.

"Azaan, lets seat together on the floor so that we can both be comfortable," I tell him getting up from the chair and taking a seat beside him.

"Hey, you can't sit down...."

"Why is that, Azaan?" I asked him feeling confused as to why he said that to me.

"Well, you know. Because you are pregnant and you shouldn't sit down", he says surprising me.

His warm gesture warmed my heart for him. I know that he is trying to make the second chance I have given him work.

"Azaan, its okay I can sit on the floor with you. Besides, its not a bad thing to do", I tell him watching the golden hues spreading magic along with orange and yellow.

The blue sky faded away slowly, birds flying away to their homes for the night. The cold wind brushed against my skin as a light shivered down my spine.

Azaan observed it for a minute and then he stood up.

"Where are you off to?", I frown as I watch him walk away. I couldn't help but wonder where he was going.

I just shrugged and continued watching the sky that was turning yellow as the sun was about to set.

After a few minutes, Azaan returned with a heavy fluffy blanket in his arms. I couldn't help but smile at the sight of that.

My heart swell as he wrapped it around me, making sure that I was warm as he sat down beside me. I couldn't help but move toward him and put my head on his shoulder.

He moved to take the picnic basket and then opened it to retrieve some sandwiches he made for us.

"Here! Have some", he unwrapped it and placed it near my mouth for me to take a bite.

"I can feed myself..."

Before I could even continue what I was saying when he just placed the sandwich in my mouth.

I glared at him as he laugh at me.

The silence between us was calming as I always wanted to have in my....our lives. The peace and tranquillity that we both need in our lives, especially after what had happened to us.

"You know...." He trails off as I look at his side while his honey-brown eyes look at, and admire the sky and the sun that was setting.

"I feel peace with you", and then he turned to face me making my breath hitch. His eyes held so much sincerity that made goose bumps crawl on my skin even though the blanket was still around me.

I was unable to look away, nor did he. My heart skipped a beat when I saw his eyes landing on my lips. But then again he looked up into my eyes.

Oh, How I wished I could read your mind right now.

Before anything could happen, he smiled and looked away.

 I didn't utter a word and continued to eat the sandwich, which suddenly felt as if it was clogging my throat but I ate it.

He handed me the juice which I obediently drank as I didn't want him to say anything.

Sip by sip, savoring the taste as he watched me. I could feel the blood rush to my cheeks.

"You should have something too", I tell him taking another sandwich and handing it to him.

"I am not hungry", he says shrugging and looking at the sky which is now dark.

"Did I ask if you are hungry? You fed me when I told you I wasn't hungry and now its my turn," I tell him raising my eyebrows at him as he widens his eyes at my bold reply.

He never expected me to answer him like that.

"Ummm, Saira you don't have...."

"Eat now!!", I yelled at him and he quickly obliged me and took the sandwich. He then bites it.

He looks so cute.

And handsome too.

I subconsciously smirk watching him eat the sandwich that I gave him obediently.

As he was about to turn to face me, I quickly took the juice and started to drink it.

"Umm, Saira?", he puzzled and I hummed.

"Hmmm!".

"Are you...okay?"

His question made me bite my inner cheek. I knew he caught me looking at him.

Ya Allah, he saw me. What do I do now?

Pretend.

"Huh! Yeah, I...I am fine. I am not blushing", I chuckle and shook my hand at him, not looking at him.

"Did I say blushing?".

Crap.

The smirk on his face was evident in his tone.

Why Saira?! Can you not embarrass yourself in front of him?

"I...."

I was unable to form a sentence and then I heard his hearty laugh. He threw his head back as he continues laughing. I glance up at him and I find him still laughing.

His eyes twinkle and his lips stretched wide as he laughs.

"You are so cute", he cooed at me and I widen my eyes at his words. He pulled my cheeks as I groan.

"Azaan! Stop"

"My love".

"Don't pull my cheeks it hurts..." I abruptly stop when I realized what he just told me. My stomach did the weird flip, the thing it always does when he is around.

Even though we have been married for almost two years, I still feel the same way as I did when we first got married.

I look at him and found him already looking at me smiling.

It wasn't a teasing smile that he always had for me but a lovely one. The one he shows me when I catch him gazing at me.

He suddenly lean in as my breath hitched, and then I felt his warm lips on my forehead.

I close my eyes in bliss as his lips stayed there for a few seconds and every second my heart was thudding so loud.

His hand moved forward as he cups my left cheek, while his left hand held my wrist. His lips landed on my closed eyelids. He pecked them very softly.

"Open your eyes, " he said in a whisper, and as if my senses needed his command, my eyes opened slowly to look at his mesmerizing orbs.

Silence.

His orbs were dilated in the pure love he had for me, I couldn't be any more assured of his love for me. He then leaned forward and his lips directly in front of mine, as I took a shuddering breath and exhale.

And the next second he kisses me with the love he felt for me pouring onto the kiss.

The kiss was tender and passionate. I wasn't able to move my lips. I was drowning at the moment to process everything.

But when I felt him breaking away only to swiftly slide his hand on my lower back and the other went to my thigh as he pulled me on himself.

Making me straddle him as I sat on his lap. 

My face burns hot at our proximity as I gulp. His hand circled my waist while mine remained on his firm shoulders. I felt my face blushing crimson red and a weird feeling inside me at our proximity.

Was it due to the pregnancy hormones that I have been feeling?

We sat there in each other arms while hearing the adhan for the maghrib prayer. I smiled knowing that what I did was right.

"I love you, Saira. And you too my precious", Azaan tells me while putting his hand on my belly.

"I love you too, Azaan. And thank you for coming after me", I tell him leaning on his chest.

"You can't fall asleep. We need to go and pray. So lets go, my wife", he tells me kissing my forehead.

I nodded and smiled at him. But I ended up putting my head on his shoulder instead of getting up.

"Come on, my wife. Let's go inside as it is becoming cold now," he tells me rubbing our hands together.

"Okay...."

I tell him trying to get up but he didn't let me. He scoped me in his arms and led us inside.

"Azaan I can walk", I tell him. But he was adamant about carrying me.

Alhamdullilah for someone like Azaan in my life. And I am glad that I did give him the second chance he needed.