Falling For Azaan's Lies.

Saira's Pov.

After hearing what he said I heartfelt ease as if I was accepting him and his words but I still have doubts about his intentions.

Only Allah will help me now. It is Him who I will need to help me figure out what I need to do especially when it comes to Azaan.

I fell in love with him but deep inside I already knew that he would not fall for someone like me.

I don't know what to think of this, ya Allah. Please help me understand what is true and false, especially regarding marriage and my future.

But I still need to pray the prayer of istihikhara because I can't accept his proposal blindly without thinking about it.

It's not about trust but about confirmation from Allah that this is the right step to take for my future in Azaan.

I hope that what I decide will be what's best for me, and for my future even if it's not with Azaan.

But my parents and his parents are adamant to make sure that the marriage between Azaan and me happens but Allah knows best.

Today I will be meeting him due to our parents' insistence that I should give him a chance to prove himself.

But I am having doubts that whatever we have might not work or might work.

Azaan's Pov.

I know that I am lying to my parents about moving on but the only one who knows that I am lying is me.

I don't want to lie to them but I need to so that I can save my sister from the heartbreak that she will have to face when Saira betrays her.

I am sorry, mamma but I need to do this. I pray and hope that you will understand why I am doing this. I hope that you do, my queen.

I watched as she walked into the café wearing a dress that matched her hijab. Saira has always been a tomboy.

She loves wearing Converse and hates wearing heels which Iman forces her to wear.

As soon as she saw me, I could see a frown on her face.

I need to pretend a little more. Just a little more, Azaan.

"Asalam Aleikum, how are you Saira", I greeted her smiling but all I got was a huff from her.

"Waleikum salaam. Why am I here?", she asks while standing up and looking at me with an angry face.

"Please sit down because people are looking at us...."

I didn't even finish what I was saying when she took a sit with a huff.

"Fine, I have taken a sit, so tell me what is it that you want", she tells me.

"I want to marry you. To be my future, my wife...."

"Azaan, stop saying this because I know that someone doesn't change their mind overnight just like you do. I don't want to accept your proposal. I am sorry", she tells me.

I need to make it believable to her and both of our parents. But what can I do to make her believe me?

At that very moment, I knew exactly what to do and what to say to her.

"I have fallen in love with you, Saira. And I want to make our relationship halaal. That if you let me", I lie to her.

I am sorry, mamma.

The look on her face was priceless, she was more shocked than surprised by what I just told her. I needed her to accept my proposal so that I can make her stay away from Iman's fiancée Azlan.

"What if I don't believe you? Then?", she asks me.

I need to calm down so that she won't think that I am trying to lie to her.

"Then that's upto you. All I can say is that I want our relationship to progress. I want us to get marry before Iman and Azlan's wedding. If that's possible....."

"I cant get married to you. I don't want to. And I am now leaving. Excuse me", she says to me getting up from her seat.

I quickly held her hand to stop her from leaving but she pulled her hand back.

"I am sorry but please you have to listen to me. You have to......"

"I don't have to do anything that I don't want, Azaan. Besides, I will not accept your marriage proposal until I know the real truth behind your sudden proposal. And I don't want an excuse, I was a true reason, Azaan"

"Fine, please sit down so that I can tell you why I am marrying you", I begged her. She agreed but I knew that I needed to work extra hard for what I am about to tell her.

I had decided to tell her the truth about Fahd and Faryal betraying me.

"I love you, Saira. I want to marry you because I want to move on with my life after what happened to me with Fahd and Faryal", I tell her. I began explaining to her what I had discovered about my former best friend and Faryal.

After I was done explaining to her what happened, I could see her wiping the tears from her face.

I felt something in my heart but I didn't want it to expand any longer.

"I am sorry that has happened to you...."

"I am fine, I promise you, alhamdullilah. So when will I get your answer?", I ask her.

"I have to think about it, if you don't mind", she tells me with a smile.

"Okay, take as much time as you want. Would you like to order some food?", I ask her to ease the tension between us.

"I have to go, sorry. Its just that I have to be somewhere. My mum is waiting for me. I have to go now", she explains to me.

"Okay, do you want me to take you there?", I ask her.

"No, thank you. My driver is waiting for me outside. I will see you later", she tells me.

I let her go and watched as she got into the car that was waiting for her outside the café.

Forgive me, mamma. Forgive me, ya Allah for what I am doing.

A few days pass by I kept sending her gifts like flowers and chocolates to her college. I am so close to winning her over yet so far.

I started going to her college and picking her up as a kind gesture as was suggested by her mother who is Mamma's best friend.

"Why are you here, again?", she asks me looking around to see girls gawking at me.

I didn't like the attention that I was attracting but I need to do this for my sister Iman.

For her happiness and her future.

"I am here to pick you up and to take you out and have dinner together. And yes I have your parents' permission to do so", I tell her leading her to my car.

"I am not hungry...."

"But I am", I cut her off by opening the car door to let her get in.

"Okay, geez. Let's go and get you big tummy filled", she tells me laughing.

Will I be able to do this, for Iman without hurting myself in the process? I need guidance and strength from Allah.

"I don't have a big tummy and if you don't believe me, I can show...."

"Don't you dare, Azaan. Anyways are we going?", she asks me.

"We are going", I tell her.

I took us to her favorite café that Iman and she have been talking about ever since they saw it.

I opened the door to the café for her to enter. I couldn't help but hold her even though I wasn't supposed to.

"Azaan, let go. Please", she tells me.

We head towards the empty booth that was near the entrance. I looked at Saira who was smiling at the waiter who was asking her what she would like to have.

I couldn't help but feel something that felt like jealousy.

"Could you order for me too, habibty", I ask her hoping the waiter heard what I said.

"Okay, sure. He will have the same as me but make the chilli in the meal mild. That's it, thank you", she tells him.

"Okay, your food will be ready in a few minutes. Excuse me", he tells us smiling at Saira.

"And don't ever come back", I murmured to myself.

Saira looked at me with a confused look on her face while looking at me.

"Nothing just thinking about something else....."

"Thank you, Azaan. I will soon give you my answer so that you won't get restless in your work or anywhere", she says teasing me.

"Can't you just give me an answer now?", I ask her hoping to get her answer at this very moment.

"I can but I am hungry, Azaan. After dinner okay?", she tells me.

But I already knew her answer to my question but I wanted her to say it.

"Okay, fine".

Saira started laughing while looking at me.

"Sorry but the look on your face made me laugh. Yes, I will marry you but can we wait for a while, please?", she asks me.

I was so happy with her answer.

"Okay, sure...."

She finally fell into my trap. This is for my family, especially my sister Iman who is my princess.

I am sorry, Saira but this has to be done especially when I learned that Azlan has been talking to you. I need to do this.