The point is that I realized I made some small companies go bankrupt because I interfered in a crucial moment and for some different slot their stocks hit the bottom like a vertical arrow... Of course, this is what I understood.Anyways I was thinking about this possibility happening again when I tried to call Hamza in the long corridor when my call wasn't picked up on the first try... I decided to stop bothering his important work and just call again later.It so happened that when I was still in the corridor thinking about what I should do next my mother-in-law walked out from Ines's room to find me there, she commented right away,"why are you still here? I thought you had an urgent matter to do... Otherwise what can be more important than giving your opinion about your sister's marriage?""I was coming back to speak with Nana about my urgent matter, I need her help" I lied with a straight face.Although she didn't buy my words, she still cheerfully said,"well, make sure you finis
"it all feels so fishy... I'm not sure what he exactly told your family about me, they are implying that my only relationship with him is that we were college mates, should I__""I don't like this" he suddenly interrupted me...He paused for a bit before adding:"I'll wrap up everything here and head back to see about it, tonight I'll trust you dealing with him alone... I should go back to the meeting now.""ok... Bye," I said displeased.And then I hang up right afterward.I honestly expected more drama from Hamza, as he would yell: "How dare your ex to ask the hand of my sister! Is he planning to keep you both close to him! Buy one and get an extra one for free!" or "Inaya... Did you and your ex plot for this? Are you both planning to take the money of Filladi co and run away together afterward?"To my total disappointment, he dealt with this matter as if the man who was about to marry his sister was just an average person and he asked me to report everything about him just because
INAYA -"Long time no see Inaya, How have you been?" Azziz greeted me with a smile.He extended his hand to shake mine, so I immediately reminded him,"I don't shake hands with strange men""oh really?" He chuckled smugly.That brat!I only held his hand twice in a 3-year-long relationship, The first time was when that stingy man decided to buy me a bracelet as a present for my birthday, I gave him my hand to let him put it for me... What was the most romantic moment of our relationship, was remembered was a smugly chuckle by that brat.As for the second time we held hands, was when we went hiking on a mountain on a college trip, when we were ascending the mountain I was a few steps behind the group, so I tried to speed up a bit, and that is when my foot slipped and I fell from a small cliff... Although I landed safely I still found it hard to stand on my painful twisted ankle, not to mention that I started freakng out from the pain I felt, Azziz helped support me when I walked back t
the first picture they had together was shared about four months earlier in Ines's account, as for their relationship I had no idea if it started then.I went to Azziz's account next and I naturally found from the tags, he had a big number of followers and was mainly promoted for his Magazine, while scanning his account I wondered why I haven't heard about the success he made before, a part of me was proud of him because he realized his dream of owning his magazine which seemed something rather impossible to achieve in the time when we were together.Back then when he used to speak about his future dream magazine and started telling me what content he'll speak about and what design he would follow I cheered for him and even suggested ideas to help him, but deep down in my heart I still believed it was an impossible dream to accomplish, it was exactly like when your small child tells you he'll live in the space when he grows up... You just cheer for his impossible dream and even help to
INAYA -What is it like to activate someone's "devil mode"?Nana's devil mode consists of throwing continuous and persistent threats of never forgiving me in this life nor in the afterlife, which actually worked amazingly for a very long time on me, for example, she used to order me around in the freezing winter yelling,"Inaya! Go wash the floor in front of the house... Do you want the neighbors to say that we're dirty just because you're too lazy to wash the dust and fallen leaves away!"When I remind her that it's too cold for me to survive if I went outside and that there were no leaves since the autumn is long over she would stand in front of me with a cold face and starts threatening,"wallah( I swear to god) I will never forgive you if you don't go now and clean that place! Wallah, I'll die of a burdened heart because of you and when we meet in front of Allah I shall not forgive you and I shall ask him to throw you in hell!"These words surprisingly turned me into a docile and
Although Hamza asked me not to wait for him, I still couldn't sleep that night... After a long time of tossing and staring at the ceiling and the empty spot on the bed beside me aimlessly, I decided to just turn on the Tv and watch anything until Hamza comes back.Honestly speaking, the reason for my sleep to run away that night was a humanly feeling that makes the one's heart beat faster and the one's lips turn upward, it is a feeling which is well portrayed in the songs of the white and black era where in the music video you can see your elegant young lady sitting beside the phone of the house and waiting for it to ring and sighing with a smile, while the male voice is singing in the background: "I miss you".That is exactly the situation I was living in, I was missing that husband of mine and excited for his soon return.I pushed every thought to the back of my mind, that is including Azziz as well, I kept only anticipating Hamza to open our room's door and walk in.By the time the
Ladies and gentlemen, it wasn't until this very moment that I remembered that the shameless me who was waiting for her husband to be back "passionately" was wearing sleepwear that unveiled much more than it covered. I realized that I was standing in front of the whole family looking so indecent, that Nana who sees the world as a blur without her glasses on and who couldn't even find the light switch earlier naturally couldn't see how "exposed" I was, and that Azziz forgot all about his fiancée and he was staring right at me in a way he shouldn't.You see, this is the problem about living in an expensive villa, even in the freezing January, the temperature was so warm inside that place so I didn't feel the cold air while being moved by my wifely emotions, If I was in the house in my hometown even if I was threatened with a knife I would remember to put on a coat first before running away to save my life.The bigger problem yet happened next, I felt extremely embarrassed with my looks t
INAYA -"I'm going to crush him," Hamza said coldly.He then stood up... Walked pass me, and started to undress to put on his housewares.After he finished doing that he looked at me again and added, "his work at the magazine is clean, only his subordinates __""Hamza!" I yelled, I looked at him coldly and said,"We haven't met for a month, and all you talk about is Azziz this Azziz that! Am I a wall to you? Am I air to you?"I'm a one-line thinker, I have already pointed that out before when I see my husband who I missed for a month I only think of my husband who I missed for a month!You see, if you exclude Azziz and his sudden appearance in my life again, you'll find that pretty much all I did for the last month was eat, sleep, work, and wait for Hamza to be back again...We had lost a long time already, I wanted us to be happy together, to fix us properly, to trust one another fully or at least to that extent when I walk indecent by accident in front of a strange man the first qu
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