"clear this place."His words hadn't yet reached my comprehension when men wearing black attires dashed inside the crowded restaurant and made everyone leave!I mean people were literally in the middle of their meals when they were escorted (kicked) out. Even the waiters and the restaurant staff were led out, Not to mention the group of journalists who only god knows where they were forced to disappear to.In the end, there was only me and him left in that place staring one at the other.That was the very first display of power that I witnessed Hamza doing, previously when he used to visit my hometown he was so down to earth that I always wondered, "why does the richest son in Algeria look not rich at all... Is our country so poor that the richest is just average?"I had already started to calculate in my head how much he had to pay the people who he dismissed to compensate them when he suddenly interrupted my line of thinking saying,"I believe you have your objections on this marria
INAYA -When I woke up the next day I found Hamza already awake as his habit of waking up early, he was working too per his habit of working all day long. The only difference was that this silly man was using his phone instead of his laptop to work because I previously said his laptop was prohibited in the bed when I opened my eyes and found him struggling in his attempt to zoom in and out to read the files.I felt somehow guilty about it."you're awake?" He asked."hmm.. I'll go have a shower and then I'll go cook us something for breakfast, we only had takeouts for days"He nodded in agreement with a wide smile.The reason for my sudden generosity is the mentioned above, feeling guilty.Actually not only that, ever since that man moved in I was freeloading on him in the matter of eating since he has much more budget for food than the one I can afford, the food he ordered daily was exceptionally delicious and nutritious, not to mention that he always ordered 2 meals without asking wh
I followed him to the balcony... It was the logical thing to do, the moment I opened the door two events happened, the first was a cold freeze that hit me instantly, and the second was that I found Hamza shouting on the phone,"you have one hour! you find them in one hour!""Hamza?" I called his name very concerned, it was very rare to hear him lose his calm and yell.He cut the call the moment he heard my voice, and he pushed me inside the living room the moment his eyes caught me standing in the balcony."Why would you follow me to the balcony with your hair wet!" he scolded right after he slammed shut the balcony door.He went to the drawer in the living room where I usually put my hair dryer and tried to look for it aimlessly, the reason for that being that my hair dryer was actually above my bed in the bedroom, I threw it there carelessly right in front of Hamza's watching eyes before I went to the bathroom to take a shower... So his research was fruitless from the start.I had a
INAYA -Once Hamza finished talking about his struggle of living as a "restrained male" with his wife I had no comment to make, it was inappropriate to praise him for being so professional in this aspect to the point where I started to question my womanhood, and it was inappropriate as well to say,"keep up the good work! You were doing just excellently! I can't promise you though to make things easier for you because this woman will remain tempting even wearing a large hijab!"So I ended up spending a long time trying to suppress my laughter and unexplainable joy just to say in the end,"oh... I see"I headed towards the kitchen to cook right after I said this short sentence leaving Hamza staring at me dumbfounded, I had the widest grin on my face the moment I gave him my back, needless to say, it, was this attractive woman - of course I mean me- had suddenly gained back her appetite and energy, and decided to lead the life of a healthy eating person.I opened the fridge to see what I
"I'll wait Inaya... Until you're ready"Hearing that, a small part of me wanted to shout, who said I'll ever be ready! Today was just an exception... I still want a divorce!"But the major part of me still wondered, "do I really still want to get a divorce?""Hamza" I called his name whispering."hmm""This doesn't mean that we're back... I don't want you to misunderstand."He suddenly put his hand gently on my chin, and raised my face to look at his as if he needed to look inside my eyes to speak with me, he said,"I know that Inaya, but this isn't nothing as well... Is it?"I shook my head, so he smiled widely and then he pecked my forehead gently.He lifted me from my waist to put me back on the floor as if I was a little baby, and then he ordered like his bossy usual self,"you dry your hair before you catch a cold, I'll go have a shower so quick and we'll eat together when I finish"I nodded, On my way to my room I heard his phone ringing again, he took the call on the balcony so
INAYA - When I was 18 years old, I said to the 22 years old Hamza,"I don't believe that there's something such as selfless love in the world... We all are selfish, either we want to be loved by others without loving them back, or we want as much love from others as we give them, We always want to be on the receiving end, This is how the world works, take us for example... If I say that I don't love you not even a single bit, would you still insist on wasting your emotions on me knowing that you'll never receive anything in return?"At that age, I was in my last year of high school, and I wasn't in my best mental shape.I used to be a top student in middle school But ever since my mother abandoned me, I abandoned everything else in my life with her departure, my friends, my dreams, and my studies.I felt like everything was pointless... And that people were frauds.I moved from being the first student in the class to hanging just above the average, what saved my barely surviving grad
"Just leave them to me, and I'll wash them for you, But where did they get the dirt from?""I fell" he explained.I inspected him for a bit to search for any apparent wounds from the fall, and then I asked,"did you hurt yourself?"He looked at me pensively for weird moments, I was thinking he was going to report a series of injuries after such long thinking. Unexpectedly he just replied,"No"I looked at the basket and I felt very lazy, we didn't have a washing machine at the time, not because we couldn't afford it, but because my stingy grandmother simply found it wasteful to purchase a machine for something we can do handily. I really had no heart to scrub and squeeze at Hamza's moment, so I sneakily said to Hamza,"how about we have a chat for a bit? We haven't spoken at all since you came. I have sweet hawthorns too, I'll share some with you while we chat"He nodded with an elegant smile, and then he followed me to the bench where I was sitting.We chatted for so long, it was mai
He paused and looked at me for a bit and then he called,"Inaya"I felt strange with him calling my name although I was sitting right beside him, still, I replied,"yes"He took a deep breath... And then he said,"If you can't possibly love me back then I choose to have this with you... A compromised love"It was only many years later when that man honestly admitted, "I hate hawthorns... I hate them the way you hate cabbages, I really don't stand their taste"Yet he forced himself to finish half a bag of them on the rooftop just to accompany me... Just to stay with me.Wasn't that a blunt compromise after all that I still never saw?When he confessed:"I really... really love you"I couldn't even look at the man lying on the bed beside me because I was choking in guilt, it wasn't like his feelings were not obvious, I just chose not to see them. it took me so long before I finally asked,"Since when?""Always." He replied without a drop of hesitation."Even back when I was 18?" I asked
Ines Filladi always knew that she should never marry a man that she liked more than he liked her because her brother's failing marriage gave her the trauma of her life.There isn't a single person in the Filladi's close circle of acquaintances who failed to notice how infatuated Hamza is with his wife, whenever Inaya was in his surrounding, his eyes would always carefully watch her every little movement, if he was spotted spacing out while looking at something in the far distance, it was unnecessary to curiously follow his gaze and see what he was looking at since most certainly, a little sun-kissed woman with a long dark hair would be standing at that faraway spot.Since everyone could tell, and even those who poorly knew Hamza, how come Inaya still had no idea and acted indifferent toward him?? Ines found only one explanation for this: that Inaya truly had not a single emotion nor care for Hamza, therefore, he was only wasting his life on an undeserving woman.She remembers clearly
Hamza is still a man who is hard to read.For example, I thought he was totally ok with my father-in-law keeping Ayoub in his care, however, when our cars coming from the hospital finally reached the villa, he suddenly refused to let my father-in-law have Ayoub for a moment longer, like the very instant our car stopped he calmly walked out without even throwing any sort of remark to me, because usually, he would bossily give orders like, "Inaya, wait here." "Wait for me to come back." "Stay in the car".So yes, he just forgot about me, he walked out and directly headed towards his father's car, personally opened his father's seat door, held the baby in his arms, and as he was about to walk away he remembered to look back at the dumbfounded old man left behind and say, "thank you."What he probably meant was, "your time is up, now I'm taking my son back."While looking at him I initially thought the reason he so suddenly decided to make Mr buelguassem's face turn red with anger, is
Life is very unpredictable.For example, that night... my husband hugged me and I went to sleep.When I opened my eyes the next time, I found my husband still sleeping beside me and circling his arms around me, there was a little difference though. We were not in our room, we were on a hospital bed instead.There was an IV drip connected to my arm, looking on top of my head, I saw the saline bottle hanging on the stand.The first thought I had was that my baby was gone, but before I even started to panic, I felt the baby's movement in my belly so I breathed in relief, as long as he still moved it meant that everything was fine.I made a little movement as I checked on the baby, and that was enough to wake Hamza up...The moment he opened his eyes, he quickly uncircled his arms from around me and leaned on them to lift his torso and look at me.When he saw that I was wide awake and blinking my eyes in confusion while staring at him he didn't wait for the slightest moment before his lip
How does it feel to know that your son won't probably come to life?Let's just skip this part and more practically ask, What to do to cope with the fact you know your son won't probably come to life?1- at all costs, avoid looking at baby products...Because their sight will unnecessarily break your heart to pieces, and bring tears to your eyes, so if for example you were randomly watching TV and diaper ads suddenly jumped on the screen from nowhere then you have to immediately change the channel or turn the TV off, if you have your husband sitting with you then you can depend on him in catching the remote control in the speed of light and using it to make the ad disappear, because usually when such sad ads show up... Your pregnancy hormones act quicker than your reflexes and you might need the help of someone else because you'll be busy having your heart aching.I'm someone who is a TV addict, by TV addict I precisely mean that I don't necessarily like watching a certain category of
A day passed... Then two...A week... Then two...Months followed and my child still lived!I must say this child sure inherited all Hamza's genes and neglected mine, otherwise, how come when literally there was no hope left he still survived?I guarantee you, when I give birth to this little devil, he would come out silently, Then start inspecting his surrounding without crying, and would only gaze at the nurse coldly waiting for her to cover him with clothes, I suppose his father did the same thing as well.The child is a boy... If I should define his gender, a very stubborn and willful boy to be precise, for example when a second doctor was doing my ultrasound after reading my file and coming to know how terrible my condition always was, with a very surprised face she informed us, "the fetus is developing in the norms."When I smiled and thanked her for reassuring us, she repeated as if we didn't hear her the first time, "his growth is normal, he's normal in size, and there are no
Spending time at the hospital alone for the majority of the time was truly a chance for me to appreciate all I had.Of course, there were always nurses by my side and doctors... The family visited as well, even my mother-in-law put on her most elegant of clothes and jewelry and then came to visit me, since no outsider knew about my pregnancy the possibility of her coming to see me only to put a facade in front of her acquaintances was disqualified, in fact, by coming to see me she was, on the contrary creating trouble for herself if she were ever to be caught by someone she knew, yet she made all the effort only to stand at the top of my head and scald me, "Did you have to fight with your husband while being pregnant and send your self to the hospital? I understand your temper is very short but you have to be more patient now! If you two can't stay in the same room without quarreling then you should have occupied separate rooms! Etc."Even my father-in-law decided to put an end to his
When I first discovered I was pregnant for the second time, no matter what everyone said, I truly believed this was the miracle of my life.So one night when I was about to go to sleep, I looked at my husband who naturally was still working as if working like he had no tomorrow would win him a ticket to paradise.Anyways after scalding him and expressing how much I hated his habit of always preferring the sight of papers instead of enjoying his rest time with me, his highness was forced to turn off his laptop and come lie beside me on to the bed to accompany me to sleep.Being me, I quickly buried myself in his warmth while asking, "don't you think it's better this way? Being with me instead of restlessly working? There's no point in building an empire on earth if you'd neglect what should be treasured more than money.""I'm trying to solve a few matters beforehand because I will have to spend more time watching over you from now on." He explained calmly...Although his explanation co
Hamza developed a new habit, of being extra rude to people.This man is, with no exaggeration whatsoever, one of the least sociable of people I ever met, for example once when we visited a certain farm with his family, and we found a lot of guests there, it was only natural and awaited from us to blend in among the rest of the guests.Still, this very arrogant person only spoke with a limited list of people, and it was mainly to them that I was introduced, as for the rest of the guests who by the way were overly welcoming, they were facelessly ignored.At first, I thought Hamza is one of those people who treat others according to their class and money, which is indirectly offending to me because I'm not someone who was born in a castle, it was inevitable to think "what if this man didn't blindly fall for me, would I be belittled and ignored this way?".But as I walked more around in his company I finally realized the people he spoke with belonged to only 2 categories,1- his business
How was it like to be pregnant alone for the first time?1. I discovered I was pregnant around the seventh week.I was very busy with work around that time to care for myself, I only suspected I was pregnant because I was feeling tired and nauseous most of the time and it was happening for a hell much longer to just assume I was nauseous because I ate bad food, I took the test one morning, and when it came out positive, I had no idea what to do or what to think, so I called my husband who was then at work, much not to my surprise though, it was his secretary who answered and said he was at an important meeting.I remember taking the day off after much trouble, then going to consult the gynecologist alone, where I was informed not only about my pregnancy but also about my particular case.I went back home soon after, then spent the whole day just sitting alone and staring at space, I wasn't happy that I was pregnant at all, in fact, I spent a long time only blaming myself for not takin