As the days passed Shamma was getting more attached to Khalifa, she hated the fact that she's number 2 but never really showed it. She'd miss him whenever he spends the night with his wife and kids even though he passes by before going to them and sometimes leaves very late, the thought of him and Noora together drives her crazy.
"Shamma yallah ti2a5rna" screamed Maha
"I'm coming" as she rushed down the stairs with her heels in her hands
"So, how do I look?"
"Stunning as usual, now let's go"
It was a usual thursday night at Mama Hessa's place, the family and close friends would gather together all dressed and glammed up. In this short period of time Shamma made lots of friends and everyone loved her, she wore her dolce and gabbana emerald gown, her hair tied in a high pony tail, applied thick eyeliner and red lipstick. Everyone stared at Shamma as she walked to Mama Hessa and then greeted everyone in the room. The evening was going on perfect until they headed outdoors for dinner.
As Shamma walked with Khalifa's cousin Fatima, a mother of two adorable boys. She overheard a conversation behind them. Not knowing if it was meant for her to hear or not...
"shfteeha el jaikra?"
"ee we3 o bnshoofha b3d il ma8lab keif haha"
"en ma5leit Khalifa ykrha ma2kon Noora"
What ma8lab? Allah y3adi hal youm 3ala 5air! she kept thinking about what Noora had planned for her.
Shamma tried to avoid Noora as much as she could. The guests started to leave and Shamma decided to
go to the balcony to clear her mind. She heard someone approaching her but didn't bother to look back since she knew who it was from his perfume smell. He wrapped his hands around her waist and rested his head on her shoulders.
"7abebat galbi itfakr fi mino?"
"fi 7abeb galbha"
"he's right here"
"Mino gal it's you?"
"Afa! someone other than your Khalifa?"
"Yes, my first love" teasing him
In a second Shamma found herself facing him, his expression showed how jealous he was.
"Your first love? mino hatha b3d"
"My first hero, my first love and always will be"
Khalifa kept silent, but she could feel his grip tighten on her shoulder, she loved the feeling but couldn't not tell him who it was, or still is..
"Baba" she said grinning as he laughed at himself for getting jealous from her father. They stayed looking at each other
"You look beautiful by the way" He whispered as he was leaning in slowly they heard a scream, a little girl's scream. Khalifa went running and Shamma walked as fast as she could in her heels to see what happened.
It was Mariam, his daughter. As soon as Shamma walked in Noora started shouting "I saw you push my daughter"
Shamma was taken aback, she looked at Khalifa to defend her but he was too busy with his daughter, calming her down and then took her inside. Her heart ached, she felt like he didn't care about her as much as he cared for his 'first family' but pushed that thought away.
Mama Hessa took Shamma's hand "Latda5leen Shamma fl mw'6oo3 ya Noora, ana shift-ha fl balcony ma3 Khalifa w i6l3aw awal masm3aw 9re5 Mariam" she said talking Shamma back inside.
"Ma3laich mnha 7abebty, il '3eira ow matsawi"
Shamma nodded not knowing what to say. This is just the start she thought.
"7abeby Mariam wants you to be by her side today" as she went to Khalifa and their daughter
He automatically looked at Shamma, he was suppose to spend the night at Shamma's. She felt him staring she kept her eyes on her lap she couldn't look up because if she did her tears will flood. He came and sat next to her "I'm sorry 7abebty, I'll make it up to you I promise" kissed her as he got up. He carried his daughter who was asleep to the car and Noora walked behind them, but before she left "I hope you have a goodnight Shamma" smirking.
Do you want to play games Noora? Let the REAL games begin..
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Feedback please.
"Shamma yallah ti2a5rna" screamed Maha
"I'm coming" as she rushed down the stairs with her heels in her hands
"So, how do I look?"
"Stunning as usual, now let's go"
It was a usual thursday night at Mama Hessa's place, the family and close friends would gather together all dressed and glammed up. In this short period of time Shamma made lots of friends and everyone loved her, she wore her dolce and gabbana emerald gown, her hair tied in a high pony tail, applied thick eyeliner and red lipstick. Everyone stared at Shamma as she walked to Mama Hessa and then greeted everyone in the room. The evening was going on perfect until they headed outdoors for dinner.
As Shamma walked with Khalifa's cousin Fatima, a mother of two adorable boys. She overheard a conversation behind them. Not knowing if it was meant for her to hear or not...
"shfteeha el jaikra?"
"ee we3 o bnshoofha b3d il ma8lab keif haha"
"en ma5leit Khalifa ykrha ma2kon Noora"
What ma8lab? Allah y3adi hal youm 3ala 5air! she kept thinking about what Noora had planned for her.
Shamma tried to avoid Noora as much as she could. The guests started to leave and Shamma decided to
go to the balcony to clear her mind. She heard someone approaching her but didn't bother to look back since she knew who it was from his perfume smell. He wrapped his hands around her waist and rested his head on her shoulders.
"7abebat galbi itfakr fi mino?"
"fi 7abeb galbha"
"he's right here"
"Mino gal it's you?"
"Afa! someone other than your Khalifa?"
"Yes, my first love" teasing him
In a second Shamma found herself facing him, his expression showed how jealous he was.
"Your first love? mino hatha b3d"
"My first hero, my first love and always will be"
Khalifa kept silent, but she could feel his grip tighten on her shoulder, she loved the feeling but couldn't not tell him who it was, or still is..
"Baba" she said grinning as he laughed at himself for getting jealous from her father. They stayed looking at each other
"You look beautiful by the way" He whispered as he was leaning in slowly they heard a scream, a little girl's scream. Khalifa went running and Shamma walked as fast as she could in her heels to see what happened.
It was Mariam, his daughter. As soon as Shamma walked in Noora started shouting "I saw you push my daughter"
Shamma was taken aback, she looked at Khalifa to defend her but he was too busy with his daughter, calming her down and then took her inside. Her heart ached, she felt like he didn't care about her as much as he cared for his 'first family' but pushed that thought away.
Mama Hessa took Shamma's hand "Latda5leen Shamma fl mw'6oo3 ya Noora, ana shift-ha fl balcony ma3 Khalifa w i6l3aw awal masm3aw 9re5 Mariam" she said talking Shamma back inside.
"Ma3laich mnha 7abebty, il '3eira ow matsawi"
Shamma nodded not knowing what to say. This is just the start she thought.
"7abeby Mariam wants you to be by her side today" as she went to Khalifa and their daughter
He automatically looked at Shamma, he was suppose to spend the night at Shamma's. She felt him staring she kept her eyes on her lap she couldn't look up because if she did her tears will flood. He came and sat next to her "I'm sorry 7abebty, I'll make it up to you I promise" kissed her as he got up. He carried his daughter who was asleep to the car and Noora walked behind them, but before she left "I hope you have a goodnight Shamma" smirking.
Do you want to play games Noora? Let the REAL games begin..
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