Three years and counting…
Malik walked out of the building, a smile on his face. Finally, he could have a good night sleep. He had been trying to close the deal for months now without any success. The sponsors had been uncooperative on his terms but he knew that his company needed it.
Who knew that only a visit from his younger brother could make things different? Zayed had dropped in, as he did from time to time and had walked into the board room. Few minutes in and and he all of them laughing.
But Zayed had not stayed, from the looks of things. His brother came and went as he pleased, and to places undisclosed. Trying to pin Zayed down to one place for as long as a week was a feat that could not be achieved.
It reminded him of the time his father had asked Zayed to come back home so he could make him the next Sheikh. It had happened after several attempts to bring him, Malik back had failed.
Zayed knew he would get an earful from his brother and the truth was, he probably deserved it. He had been away for six months without telling anyone where he was. He didn’t expect them to understand why he had done so, because he had doubted his decision so many times in the past six months.But it was something he had to do. He had to find himself. Explaining that to Malik would be hard because his brother had offered him a position in the company and Latifah had requested his help, or offered to make him a diplomat on many occasions.There were just some things he needed to do by himself and for himself.He walked into Malik’s office and plastered a smile on his face.“Who’s excited to see me?”His brother’s scowl was enough to bring down rain.“Where have you been, Zayed? And don’t tell me someplace. You leave for that long without sending word to your family, then you should be able to ex
“I have to ask the obvious question here,” Genie said.They were all in Zayed’s house.“Which is?” Zayed asked.“Whom did you, you know, last? Or to be specific as this baby looks to be about eight to nine months old, can you remember who you were with a year and eight or nine months ago?”“You’re asking who I had sex with a year and eight months ago?”“To put it plainly, yes. We have to find out who this baby belongs to.”“I can’t remember, Genie. That would be like asking me what I ate nine months ago on a Friday,” Zayed told her. And he truly did not remember who in particular.“So, you must have been with over ten women that month?” Genie asked I’m disbelief.“Yes. Is that a bad thing?”“No, no. Not at all. It’s your choice. What it means though, is that we have a lot of work to do. A lot to figure out.”“And that’s
“So, how did it go?”Zayed jumped, startled. He had been deep in thoughts and had not noticed his brother standing in the middle of his office.“I swear, you’re everywhere. In my head, in my house and now In my office. It’s like I can’t get rid of you.,” Zayed told him.“Well, that’s true. Because I’m family and also your boss.” Malik smiled.“Such a sad reality.”“How did your first play date go? Did you get a kiss?” Genie asked, walking into the office.“You too? Do I expect this every time I walk into the office. Because I swear you two are ganging up on me,” Zayed groaned. And it was the truth. All through the week, he had been seeing them everywhere and hearing their chipper voices in his head. “My head is getting a little crowded as it is.&r
Zayed smiled at picture on his phone, his concentration momentarily shifted away from work. It was a picture of Moonbeam with Star and she had captioned it , “while daddy is away.”Apparently, she had also taken a week off from work because Star had gotten the flu. Over the past week they had juggled their schedules; work, home, the hospital until Moonbeam had decided to step in and be the stay at home mom.Zayed knew that it took a lot from her because it also meant that she had to put her part time course registration for theatre arts on hold too. So, he sent a reply , “you two look adorable “ and smiled at himself.Looked around his office and smiled even wider. Who would have thought? Was the question that kept popping into his head each time he walked into the office or had a day with his daughter, for the past month.The plan for his life did not include a behind the desk job or a child for at least the next t
“And then she grabbed my fingers and tried to stand!”“Really?”“Yup. I think you have a daughter eager to explore the world,” Moonbeam was all smiles.“Well, I think she takes it from her mom,” Zayed smiled at her.Moonbeam rolled her eyes at him.“You don’t have to be so modest, I know you want to say it.”“She came from good genes,” Zayed said smugly.“There, there,” Moonbeam laughed, “How did that make you feel? Proud, right?”“Damn, right,” Zayed said, feeling his heart swell. His heart was full and light at the same time. There was one thing he looked forward to every time he woke up each day- it was the thought that he had a daughter and an amazing woman as her mother. The two of them as a pair made life worth all of its inconveniences. No that he mattered anyways. He had them, and so he had it all.“Penny for your thoughts?” Moonbeam a
Zayed sat on one of the chair in the waiting room, his head in his hands. His only thought was on Star. After they had brought her to the hospital, the doctor that met them in the ED had told them that she required surgery.So, with Moonbeam pacing around and his thoughts scattered, the were both waiting on the results.“Zayed, how’s she ?” Genie asked, walking to meet him with Malik beside her.“Still in surgery. We don’t know what is going on yet,” the words came out of his mouth like a cry for help.“She’s going to be fine,” Malik placed a hand on his shoulder.Zayed nodded. He looked at the direction of Moonbeam and saw that Genie had her hands around her shoulder. Family- that was why one had them. You did not have to be strong around family.But he could not let himself break down, even though his brother’s firm hand made him feel secure. He had responsibilities now.
“You need a vacation. I don’t believe that I’m saying this but you need a vacation,” Malik walked into his brothers office, Zayed ahead of him.“I don’t need a vacation. You need one. Considering all the hours you’ve been putting in. Didn’t you just get married? Three months ago?” Zayed whirled on his brother, his eyes narrowing.“I own this company. I can take a vacation whenever I want to. You, on the other hand, you look like crap. You might drop if you don’t slow down, old man.”“You forget that you’re older than me, Abdulmalik,” Zayed retorted.“I’m starting to doubt that considering I look more healthy than you do,” Malik pointed out.Zayed sat down with a plop and a sigh.“Okay, what is this all about?”“You’ve been putting in more hours and still looking after Star. You don’t have time for yourself.”Zayed nodded.“That is because I have responsi
“Hey,” Zayed opened his door to Moonbeam who looked tired as hell. She was barely holding up her bag. He took it from her and led her inside to where she collapsed on a couch.“I’m so sorry I’m late. We had to brainstorm over a court case tomorrow and we couldn’t leave until we had covered enough ground to put the judgment tomorrow in our favor when I make my closing speech,” she apologized.“I understand,” Zayed told her.“I called my mom and she said you came by to get her pretty early. Sorry for making you leave work behind.”“Hey, hey,” Zayed sat beside her and held her hand, “You did not make me do anything. I wanted to and I had nothing doing at work since Malik decided to cut back my work schedule.”“He did? That’s sweet. I wish I could tell my bosses the same thing. They’d probably have my ass out of the door in a minute. I haven’t taken a vacation in like, ever,” Moonbeam replied, yawning.
“You don’t get to demand a boy,” Moonbeam crossed her hands over her obvious bulge.“Your daughter is enough trouble. I need a boy to soothe her wild spirit,” Zayed protested.“She takes after you, don’t you see? So, it’s your headache to deal with. I’ve done my part,” Moonbeam retorted.“When he-“He? You don’t get to tell me what gender I’m pushing out of my stomach. Hmph!” Moonbeam stamped her foot on the ground.“Wait till you see how much havoc two children can wreck around the house,” Malik cut in.“A lot,” Genie added.They were all seated outside the house she and Zayed had gotten soon after they got married. Genie had given birth the day after the wedding to twins- a boy and a girl. Zayed joked that it should have been Moonbeam, since he was the twin not his brother.Star, on the other hand, had turned out to be a wild cat. Mischief gleamed
Months later…Zayed stood, waiting for her. How many nights had he unconsciously wished for today? How many days had he hoped that this fantasy would one day be his?Even as he knew that today belonged to him, he still could not believe his luck. Somehow, somewhere fate had smiled on him and deemed him worthy enough to share his life with the most amazing woman he had ever met.If wishes were horses…he was a lucky rider.He pinched himself again, to be sure that this wasn’t a reoccurring dream. Reality couldn’t be this beautiful, could it?He looked to the congregation; his mother- even though she could not recognize him, his father- he had somehow over the past months learnt to put his hurt behind him and reach for the things that were beautiful and fulfilling. She had been beside him all the way, showing him that he could trust in her, that she was here to stay with him.
The trio, Moonbeam watched, glared at him as if he had suddenly sprouted horns.“You re sorry?” Zayed was the first to respond, anger overshadowing the hurt in his voice.“The fuck you mean by you are sorry?” Malik followed, his fingers clenched.“Sorry?” Latifah’s voice was low but menacing.“I’m sorry,” he raised his feeble hands and dropped them. “I’m sorry I did all those bad things to you. I’m sorry I never loved you three in the way that you wanted me to.”Zayed wanted to jump to stand but Moonbeam held his hand tight, restraining him. She leaned her head on his shoulder, telling him that she was beside him- she was here.“Sorry that you did not treat us the way we wanted? How about the way a father is supposed to treat his children?!”“I t
“Hey, daddy,” Moonbeam kisses him on the lips when she walked into his office.“Hey, pretty,” he murmured against her lips, pulling her close.“You smell nice,” she told him, sniffing him and smiling in approval.“And you taste like chocolates,” Zayed said.“Guilty. I’ve been eating lots and lots of it. Suddenly developed this craving and I can’t stop it,” she said, taking the chair in front of his desk.“Well, you have enough sugar to keep you going. Adding chocolate increases your risk of diabetes,” Zayed told her.She raised an eyebrow and cocked her head.“Oh? Where is the sugar coming from?“Me,” he pointed at himself. “I’m enough sugar to give you the sugar high you need.”Moonbeam stood up and walked around to stand behind him. Bending, she wrapped her hands around his shoulder and slid them down his neck.“But I
Zayed held her hand as they walked into the house his brother and Genie had just entered. He had a million questions but right now, he was content. Her hand in his, a promise to give it one more shot made him happy.He had known that he wanted something more with her but he had no idea how happy it would make him. And this, this was more than he expected.He wanted to tell her how happy she made him feel, how she made the world feel alright but he knew that he had to take it slow. He could tell that she still held her fears in her other hand- her fingers lightly closed into a fist.So, if he had to take months, more to show her that he was serious about the way he felt for her, he would do it. Show her that she had someone who was willing to care for her, protect her.Zayed looked at her and she smiled at him. That single act alone made his heart skip and he, in that moment realized something. He was in love with
Moonbeam knew that something was up but she said nothing. It was so obvious that she decided not to comment on it. The impromptu trip, the insistent on taking her daughter along with them, leaving her along with Zayed for the duration of the two hour trip , it all spelt setup.But she wasn’t about to call it out.“So, any ideas on where we are headed?” She asked Zayed whose hands were on the steering.“Nope. I was roped into this just the same way you were,” Zayed said, eyes on the road.“And you did not ask? That’s very unusual for you, Zayed,” Moonbeam insisted.“I did but Genie would not tell me anything. And Malik says it’s best to trust her,” Zayed said a little curtly.“Fine,” Moonbeam said, leaning back. He did not want to talk and she wasn’t ready to get the words out of his mouth. Not when she knew exactly what was going on.But what she did not know was how he felt towards it.
Zayed looked up, as his brother walked in, a scowl on his face.“Why do you look like someone spat in your bean curd?” Malik asked.Zayed shook his head.“Where did you get that line from?”“Mulan. A cartoon. But that’s not the point. Why do you look gloomy and sad?”“I’m not,” Zayed argued even though he knew his expression betrayed him.“Yes, you do. You’ve been one grouchy bear all week.”Zayed knew better than to argue. Arguing only meant that his brother was right and he was trying to deny. He had learnt this a long time ago. So he said nothing and waited for what he knew would follow.“Did you have a fight with Moonbeam?”Aha. He knew his brother had been itching all week to ask but did not know how to go about it. A
“I’m telling you, she was completely unhinged, crazy, every word you can use to describe someone off the hook,” Genie said, laughing.“I wonder what he saw in her,” Malik added.“I don’t have to point it out to you that our father had really poor taste when it came to judging characters. He thought his own father did the right thing by him. It’s a wonder he stayed sane for so long,” Zayed chipped in.Moonbeam watched the interaction with interest. Even if she had nothing to say.“She said I wanted to kill her. You would have thought that with the way she looked at me each time we met, your father would have believed me instead,” Genie said.“The old man was probably getting something from her,” Zayed said, chuckling.“Please. I do not want to picture him doing that. Ever
Moonbeam walked into the mall, her thoughts far away. It was the weekend and she had to do some shopping to replenish the groceries at Zayed’s place.She had been there for two days now- his persuasion and the obvious fact that it was spacious enough for Star, who was getting better to walk around.She was deep in thoughts, not concentrating when she bumped into someone, her bag falling. Bending down, she picked it, straightening up with an apology on her face when she saw the face of the person she bumped into.She groaned internally, cursing her bad luck. Was her life about to become one of those movies where you start to get your life back together and the past hits you smack dab in the face?“Moon,” he said.“Ben,” she bristled.“It’s been ages,” he said, smiling.Moonbeam wished she could wear