Can we just be us? part 8

Part 8

Fatima: good, because mother has already picked someone

Hamad: she did, anyone I know?

Fatima: yes, you've met I believe?

He looked at her confused

Fatima: Meera Al X

Hamad: oh

She saw his reaction and he was shocked, like anyone in his place would be. But she also saw something else, she didn't know what.

Fatima: what do you think?

Hamad: not sure

Meanwhile

The girls were having a night in talking and eating dinner, enjoying themselves

Meera: OMG, you haven't told me about your blind date, how did it go?

Hessa: like they always do

She lied

Meera: oh come on, not husband material?

Hessa: you sound like my mother

Meera: don't you feel lonely?

Hessa: that is why god created men (she said with a coy smile)

Meera: come on I am serious

Hessa: I'm not saying sleeping around is the best solution but I don't see myself marrying someone, living with him twenty four hours, taking care of him. I know I'm being selfish it's just that I love my life the way it is

Meera: I wish I could be like you, but I can't

Few days later...

Meera was at her apartment doing her usual routine that she enjoys very much after moving out of her mother's house. She was arranging her shelves finally after finding the time to do so. Just in time, her phone rang interrupting her concentration. She looked at her phone and smiled at the name that was displayed

Rashoodi calling...

She grabbed it then answered

Rashid: 5aloooooo

Meera: sh7aga kil ha 9eree5?

Rashid: wainch? laish matzooreeni?

Meera: chi eyramsoon enaas 5alat'hm ya rashood

He giggled

Rashid: 5alo mama tes2al, bacher mash'3oola?

Meera: la2 laish?

She actually knew why he was calling, she loved her sister's kids to death and she would do anything for them. It's her sister that she had a problem with. Her older sister wouldn't call unless she needed something and if she did need something she would make her children ask their aunt. It has been this way since they were young, her older sister would say something and she had to obey with no questions asked just like her mother told her to do.

Rashid: mama tbaach etsaween baby sitting

She laughed at his trial of composing a  sentence

After catching up with her nephew she hanged up the phone and continued with her arrangements when the phone rang again. She smiled and assumed it would be Rashid calling and forgot to tell her something merely important but just wanted to say it anyways. Grabbing her phone, she was shocked to see it was her father calling.

Dad: esalam 3alaikm meera

Meera: wa3alaikm esalam uboi, sha5barek?

Dad: el7emdillah, agool meera ta3ali bait umch youm bet5al9een dwaam bacher

Meera: baitk?

Dad: ha la, bait umch, nbaach fi salfa

Meera: inshallah

With that the phone call ended. It was brief but demanding, she was wondering what was that all about. Her parents separated after she graduated high school. After that her life was hell. The divorce led her mother to nag even further causing Meera to leave the house right after graduating from college. But her moving out did not mean the end to all the suffering her mother has caused. Now after all these years her mother and father in one house wanting to talk to her about something sounds somewhat worrisome.

The next day...

Hamad was at his office looking through papers or trying to. His mind kept thinking on what his sister told him the other day. He has already agreed to his mother's wishes. He was fine, not worrying about anything until his mother mentioned marriage. But what was worrying him was not marriage but his marriage to whom, Meera.

Hours later...

Leaving her office she go into the elevator down to the basement and to her car. All this time the thought of her mother and father at the same room crept at her while trying to work. She finally reached her destination and parked her car. She spotted her father's car and walked to the front door.

Meera: esalam 3alaikm

Both: wa3alaikm esalam

Dad: sh7alch bnti?

Meera: b5air el7emdilla

Her mother remained quite

Dad: kaif edawaam

Meera: ta3aaaaaaab (she sighed)

Dad: well it comes with the job

Her father smiled at his daughter, after all he was proud of her achievements. She was the one that made something out of herself from his children of his first wife.

Mom: can we talk about it now?

She said annoyed

Meera: what's going on? (she asked confused)

Dad: fi wa7id te8adamlch...