Part
54
Meera
woke up early stretching in bed to find her side empty. It was 6:00 AM and
hamad wasn't in bed. It’s been awhile since he woke up this early and she
noticed wondering to herself what changed. She noticed his gym bag missing,
realizing he went to the gym to get an early workout. Laying there, all the events re-winded in her mind trying to remember what the hell happened.
Jawaher,
a name she had heard before but never imagined to actually meet one day. But
the day has come that she had met her and it wasn't what she thought it would be.
She remembered the look in hamad's eyes when he saw jawaher standing there. It
was a look she did not recognize it only made her want to be looked that way by
someone.
Getting
into the shower she stepped into the hot water trying to stop her mind from
wondering.
Why did she come back?
Did she know about hamad and meera?
What was
her intention?
What made her mind stir is what jawaher said about the
neighborhood. Was she talking about hamad? She needed to know more.
She
had a nanny come over and watch the kids while she went to work. All meera did
was zone out. Sleeping next to hamad was cold, the silence in the air when they
laid on the bed side by side. He hasn't said anything to her and she refused to open the
subject back up.
Driving
to her office she parked her car and walked towards her office where she
spotted Samara arranging some papers.
Samara:
good morning miss meera
Meera:
morning samara
She
sat on her chair and let out a deep sigh trying to focus and get into work, but
her eye kept leading towards the corner of her table where jawaher's samples
and documents rested.
Samara:
would you like some coffee?
Meera
did not reply
Samara:
miss meera?
It
took her a few seconds to reply. As samara broke her out of the trance she was
in
Meera:
yes samara?
Samara:
coffee
Meera:
sure thanks
Samara:
is everything OK?
Meera:
yeah
She
gave her a soft smile
A
few minutes later Samara reappeared with coffee in her hands only to see Meera
grabbing her things with some documents at the corner of the table.
Meera:
I'll be back soon
She
said gripping the coffee from samara's hand. She didn't know what she was going
to say but she had to see her, she had to know why. She was being left out and
she hated every second of it. It was like her body acted by itself and her mind
just stayed confused.
…
Hamad:
HOW DARE YOU SHOW UP IN MY HOUSE!?
Jawaher
heard him yell the moment the elevator door opened. She was alone in her firm
checking on the renovations that were happening. She looked towards the
elevator to see him standing there, but he wasn’t looking directly at her, she
knew he wasn’t mad at her.
Jawaher:
hamad I’m-
Hamad:
in front of my wife
He
looked right at her, he could feel his anger depleting the moment he laid eyes
on her.
Jawaher:
I didn’t know, I swear I didn’t
Her
cheeks felt damp from the tears that fell, she finally heard him say it,
‘wife’, and it wasn’t her. She regretted what she did to him. She stayed
married to a man she didn’t even love hoping one day she might change her mind
and love him, but nothing. She did it for her father and hoped she never did.
Hamad:
don’t come by again
He
turned around and clicked the elevator bottom. He cursed under his breath while
waiting for the damn elevator. Why couldn’t she get a place on the ground floor?
he thought to himself. He heard her voice and couldn’t bare to turn around
knowing if he did he would forgive her for everything.
Jawaher:
Hamad please, I’m sorry, look at me
Slowly
he turned around, looking at her directly in the eyes
Jawaher:
I had to see you
The
elevator doors opened and hamad got in
Hamad:
your eight years too late
…
Arriving
at Jawaher’s firm, Meera parked her car and sat there arguing whether to go in
or not. Remembering the last few days she had with hamad, his touch, his sweet
words and his kisses. She knew she missed them. Grabbing the files from her
front seat to confront Jawaher she sat there practicing what to say.
After a
few minutes, she looked at herself in the mirror and said
Meera:
you can do this, just go there and stand up for your man
She
looked back out at the door eyeing it carefully she saw hamad walking out.
Her
heart stopped.
Meera’s
point of view:
Why
is here? Is he for her? Of course he is here to see her, what kind of a stupid
question is that. What did he say to her?
She
eyed him till he got into his car and drove away. She tried her best to see his
face expression but failed miserably since she was around a mile away.
Sitting
there in her car watching him she knew, she had her answer and all what she
needed to do is go see Jawaher. She opened the door and walked towards her.
…
The elevator door opened and there she was sitting with
carpet samples in her hand. Meera saw how beautiful she was. Meera never stood
a chance, now she knew why hamad fell for her.
Jawaher: Meera?
She spoke getting meera out of her trance. Meera saw her eyes
and she could have sworn that she was crying. Why did she feel sorry for her.
Meera: you left these
Jawaher: thanks
Jawaher has a confused look on her face, she did not expect
this. Meera on the other hand didn’t know how to start. What was she supposed
to say; hey you’re the ex-girlfriend of my husband.
Jawaher: something on your mind?
Meera just looked at her
Jawaher: Meera, I know you didn’t come here just to give me
these papers, and if you’re wondering if I knew about you and hamad, I didn’t
Even when she was hurt and crying she still took control,
meera wondered how strong her personality was. The more she spoke to her the
more she saw how hamad loved her. She was the total opposite of Meera.
Meera: I thought so
Jawaher: I’m sorry if I caused so any problems, it’s just I
need this, your offer
Meera: your divorced
Jawaher looked shock, making meera regret sounding rude
Meera: I mean, is this
why you need it?
Jawaher: everyone knows who my ex-husband is, and he is
taking everything from me, he even wants to take my firm from me, that cheating
son of a bitch
Listening to Jawaher, meera understood her position and felt
bad for her. She wondered why would a man cheat on her?
Jawaher: I’m sorry to throw this on you-
Meera: it’s alright, Im still offering if you’re interested
Jawaher looked at meera and smiled, only of meera knew what
that smile meant
Jawaher: thank you meera
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