Part 57
The atmosphere at the house was intense and saeed wasn't
getting anywhere with any of his family members. Sara was being sara and never
at home to deal with anything. As for Ahmed he wasn't talking to anyone
specially their mother. Saeed was desperate to get out of the house. He decided
to call meera and let her in on all this
saeed: you should be glad you weren't there
Meera: that bad
Saeed: mom didn't even look at her, she was acting so-
Just remembering made him frustrated
Meera:.defensive
Saeed: you should have seen ahmed, he was really angry
That was saying a lot. Ahmed was always the spoiled one along with their youngest
brother abdalla.
Saeed: he tried standing up to her you know
Flashback...
Ahmed: girls and their makeup, no one has original beauty
anymore it's all fake
He kept going on and on what got his mind in such a mess
Meera: come one there are still pretty girls out there, look
at me (she said joking)
He just laughed
Meera: besides makeup doesn't change your face that much
He laughed even more
Meera: so I better go and look for some girl who looks
gorgeous without makeup for you
Ahmed: I want someone you looks gorgeous with and
better without
For a college student he sure was demanding
Meera: anyone in mind
She said playing along
He just laughed and walked away
Meera: very demanding
She yelled after him
Their mother was sitting there but didn't say a word until the end of their conversation
Mom: that's not until 10 years from now at least
Ahmed was 18 that time
Meera: if he finds someone then why not
Mom: no, he needs time to develop himself first
Meera looked at the harsh look on her mother's face she just
knew that she wouldn't let Ahmed be with whomever he wanted. She wasn't wrong and meera admitted that, but she knew deep down Ahmed wasn't going to be allowed to marry whom ever he wished. It all came down to his mother's choice.
Back to present time...
Hamad was in his office after hours. He has been spending
more and more time at work avoiding the awkward tension at home. He didn't know
what he wanted and the moment he had time he would spend it arguing in his
mind.
Jawaher: always busy I see, some things don't change
She came in disturbing his train of thoughts
He looked at her confused trying to figure out how she came
through the door since there was a doorman
Jawaher: your doorman let me in
'I have to give him a talk' was what hamad thought.
Hamad: what do you want Jawaher
He looked back down at his papers trying to avoid eye contact
Jawaher: you
He was looking down frozen not knowing what to a say or do
Hamad: you need to leave
Jawaher: look at me
He knew if he looked at her he would lose all focus and won't
be able to stop himself. He was married now, it won't be right
Jawaher: hamad look at me
She was calling out his name which only made him weaker.
Jawaher: I never stopped loving you
She came in closer
Hamad: I can't-
Jawaher: please hamad
She held his face looking at him directly in the eyes
Jawaher: I need you
She
breaths in and leans in kissing him slowly. Hamad reacts by closing his eyes,
remembering the last time he was this close to her. All the memories he had of
her came flooding back.
The
small innocent kiss turned into more. It became aggressive as he wanted to feel
more, to remember it all. Their first date, first kiss, the first time he told
her he loved her, the promise ring and then finally that day. The first day of
his life, the day she left him for another man.
Hamad
pulled away from the kiss but still held her hand that held his face. His
forehead touching hers and his eyes closed.
Hamad:
I’m a married man
He
took in a deep breath, looked at her deeply and let go of her hand.
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