Hilal's POV
Hey there, whoever is reading this. I know that you are wondering who's that girl, Youssra, and I know that this fact is killing you, well let me be honest, obviously it is killing Andalus.
I've known Youssra since I came to Sidney. We first met in a mosque where I live, we met after we finished praying Taraweeh. She asked me about how to be a member in MSA when she first saw me, she also asked for my number so she could call me whenever she needs help.
Day after day she texted, asking me about lots of things, like what do I study? what would I do in the future? What I like & dislike? Where do my parents live and what is their job?
And ... If I am in relationship or not.
I, on the other hand answered all of her questions, innocently.
*2 years ago*
"So what is your relationship status?huh?" Youssra asked as soon as I logged in.
"Single." I answered, icily, wishing she won't ask me these kind of questions, again.
"So I guess being single is very hard ... huh?" she asked, again ... oh God!
"It is not hard, never been that hard for me. Because you just really don't need to care about your partner and you don't get to ask these sort of questions like, where did you go? whom you were with? what were you doing? and stuff like that." I answered.
"Oh I see this is pretty interesting huh? What would you do if someone is like ... in love with you?" she asked.
Why is she using the word Huh that much? She is like blowing my mind somehow.
"I honestly never thought about that, falling in love was never my concern," I texted.
"I am in love with you Hilal. I am in love with everything in you. Your kindness, your handsomeness, the way you talk and the way you smile. I just feel so jealous every time you talk to a girl or when a girl stares at you, it just makes me so sad."
What on earth I just read? It's been 3 months since we've known each other and she is telling me that she's in love with me? What am I supposed to do ya Allah? Youssra, for me was a friend and a sister, but now everything has changed, for me she is nothing now. I don't want to get into Haram relationships.
I was speechless for like 10 minutes ... not knowing what to say.
"Why don't we get married?" she asked and I didn't respond "I am sorry, just forget about what I said to you." she continued texting.
"I gotta go, see you." I texted her and logged off.
We haven't talked about this subject since then.
*Today*
I went to my cozy, small living room and put my laptop on the table. I sat on the sofa and started calling my mother, on Skype. While I was wearing my headphones my mother answered my calls after 6 times of calling her.
"AlSalam Alaikum son. How are you?" my mother yelled as soon as she saw me, as usual.
"Wa Alaikum Alsalam mom, how are you?" I asked waving at her.
"So far I'm good but I would be better if you are fine." she said and then my sister Layla stood up next to my mother "Salam bro, how are you?" She asked.
"I am fine mom, wa alaikum alsalam Layla how are you? Missing you sister!" I said smiling.
"I am good brother and I'm missing you too, we've got some good news," Layla said teasingly, looking at my mother who smiled on the other hand.
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Moon and Stars
Romansa" I can't look at the stars they make me wonder where you are I won't look at the stars they'll hurt me, when you are so far " I said to myself. Her name is Andalus and she lives in San Francisco. Her star's name is Hilal and he lives in Sidney. She...
