Ziyad was the only child and like all "only kids" his parents spoilt him to bits. His father was a wealthy business man and had more money than time to give to his only son. His mom was too busy socialising with friends to bother with what Ziyad was getting upto as long as he was safe, she was happy.

Ziyad always wanted his parents attention, he did not care about all the gifts and money he got, not that it didn't (hey check that out sherlock, apostrophe after the n!) give him temporary solace from his otherwise lonely life. As Ziyad grew up, he stopped yearning for his parents love and instead made his own world. A world full of cash, fast cars and beautiful women. He was still lonely deep inside but these things made him happey atleast for a little while. Ziyad was now 22 and his dad bought him his own luxurious apartment and a brand new car a gift for graduating from university.

Ziyad was overwhelmed he finally had his freedom and the car of his dreams and he was only 22. Now he turned his attention to the Gals, the beauties that just make his heart pound. He was pretty tired of the fast gals he dated, they were easy targets and didn't take too much effort to get into bed, he was after all a dashing young man, with loads of cash and a bright future. He wanted something different, a girl that was righteous, someone who was not just in for the cash or good looks, someone who would be a bit more of a challange. Ziyad was up to the challenge, he was playboy number one, he knew all the tricks in the book and he had all his bases covered.

One day at a friends wedding, Ziyad saw this beautiful hijaabi girl he almost thought she was an angel and then he remembered his new challenge, his new game. He asked around and finally got her name and number, her name was Zakkiya, 20yrs old, practicing muslim, one of two daughters, father an uprighteous muslim prayed five times a day, well respected in society looking for a suitor to his marriageable daughter. She was perfect, Ziyad was excited about this challenge, his friends told him he would never get it right, Ziyad replied, "If I can't then no one can".

Ziyad finally called her, she was abrupt and cut him off, but he persisted, she finally asked what was he all about. Ziyad using the finer tricks of his trade told her his story, he was looking for a nice girl to marry and he saw her at the wedding and just had to find out if she would be interested in marriage. Zakkiya thought for a while, some of her friends were already married and she did not have any proposals as yet so she decided to give him a chance. I mean it can't be that bad, it's not like she's gonna sleep with him or anything, and he might just be the perfect guy, you never know, she thought. Ziyad knew he had to go slow, so he asked if she had a facebook profile so they could just communicate and get to know each other. So they hooked up on good ol Facebook. Ziyad was just perfect in everything he said, he even sounded religious at times and after a while Zakkiya started to like Ziyad. He sent her pics of himself and she was flattered.

Ziyad was getting tired of all this flattering and running behind a girl, he was used to girls running after him, but with Zakkiya it was different, he had to be something out of the ordinary. It was already three months and they still had not met each other in person. Ziyad was loosing patience and eventually asked her out. She agreed and made a plan of going out with her girl friends so daddy would not be suspicious, daddy knew his little girl would not do anything to hurt him so he allowed her out. They got together in an exquisite restuarant, had some dinner and just spoke casually. Ziyad held her hand but she pulled away. After they were done Ziyad asked, "Do you wanna see my place, it's not too far from here?" "Errr ok" she replied.

They arrived at Ziyad's place, it was awesome, Zakkiya just loved it, especially the view from the balcony. Ziyad walked in slowly behind her, wrapped his arms around her, and began to kiss her neck, she tried to pull away but he didn't let go, she could feel his warm breath on her neck, her heart was pounding, she wanted to pull away but she just couldn't. "It's ok, we gonna get married soon" he whispered in her ear, he rubbed the inside of his bottom lip on the side of her neck, her skin was soft and smooth and her perfume was driving him crazy. Zakkiya wanted to resist but something inside her told her to continue, she knew it was wrong and kept telling herself that, but then Ziyad's words kept ringing in her ear, "Soon we will be married". She was caught in the moment, their passions arose and they were all over each other.

Ziyad never met her again, he proved he was the man, he was the playa nobody else was, he told all his friends, and bragged about it everytime his friends told him he could not. Zakkiya tried to contact him on several occassions but Ziyad never took her calls or replied to any of her messages. Then one night as Ziyad was chilling in his apartment, he heard the door bell ring. Ziyad answered the door, he was shocked, it was Zakkiya.
She pushed her way through,
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU ZIYAD? why are you avoiding me? you haven't replied to my messages, you don't answer my calls, after that night you just vanished"
Ziyad had no words, "I have been busy Zakkiya, I meant to call you, but just didn't get time"
"When are you going to marry me Ziyad? remember you said soon we are going to get married or have you forgot that too?"
Ziyad hated marriage, life to him was a game and gals his favourite past time.
"Married, I never said we gonna get married" he replied.
"You are such a Liar Ziyad, you fooled me, tell me it's a lie, please Ziyad stop this act and come with me" there is deperation in Zakkiya's voice and Ziyad knows it. "What's the hurry baby, we will get married but just not now, it's too soon". said Ziyad hoping to calm her down. "That's exactly the problem Ziyad, a baby, I am pregnant." Zakkiya looking on in desperation, for a glimmer of hope from Ziyad and the right answer.

Ziyad is shocked, "n baby" he mumbled...
"Yes Ziyad a baby, your baby" she replied.
Ziyad got up his courage and spoke the truth, he could not marry her. Zakkiya was terrified, she pleaded and she begged but no use, Ziyad showed her the door.
"You will die some day Ziyad, you will face your lord, and this child will bear testimony to your infedility Ziyad, you will die Ziyad, you will die, and justice will be done".

Ziyad was going crazy he phoned his buddy and told him he wants to go out some place, a club with lots of music, gals and just pure entertainment. They went off to an upmarket trendy club, he didn't drink normally but this time a few friends forced him and he just had to. It made him feel good, he forgot about Zakkiya. It was 3 in the morning and time to go home. Ziyad sped off with his new car, with his best friend next to him. "Watch the road Ziyad, you are too fast, slow down man, there's a bend coming up, ZIYAAAAAAAAAAADDDDDD.......

Ziyad lost control of his car and went crashing into the barrier, the car flipped three times and into the ditch below. "It can't be" thought Ziyad he was only 22, he has a lifetime ahead of him, he can't die now, Zakkiya's voice was back into his head, "You will die Ziyad, you will die", he knew he had to read something, it was La Illah, La illah, (There is no god, there is no god), but he just couldn't, Ziyad took his last breath....