Meant to Be (Part fourteen)

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----- M7ammad


I don't know why the lady's comment bothered me. Maybe because I didn't want to hear the bitter truth from another person. If only she knew that we were forced into this marriage, what would she say then?


I wanted to go to our mazra3a; I missed the place. I missed the serenity and peace there. However, I knew that I would never make it back in time if I went there.


I went to my parents' house and entered from the back door because I didn't feel like talking to anybody. I went to my room and watched TV for about an hour or two. They had "The Doctors" on and I listened to their debate about vaccines for a while, before dozing off.


I woke up startled as I looked at my watch. Sh*t, I thought to myself; I was late! I don't think I will have time to pick her up, and get to the 3azeema in time.


I ran downstairs but stopped when I heard the laughs of women; again I cursed myself for being late. I tried calling my sisters but they didn't answer. But then Mariam, my youngest sister, came with a tray in her hand. She looked mad when she saw me and motioned for me to wait until she comes.


"M7amad min 9ijik!!" She said angrily when she came back.


"Shno?!" I asked surprised.


"Laish ma ri7t 5atheet murtek? Inta tadry ina i5itha ihya ily yabatha? ya3ny lazem tfashilna min awal shay? Don't you know that you have to enter together?" She said quickly, literally fuming.


"Inzain bas 5ala9!" I told her annoyed.


"W ba3ad moo mbadel!" She screamed.


"5ala9 gilna!" I told her. "Il7een abadel w anzel!"


I went upstairs quickly, changed, and hurried downstairs. I found Dalal and Mariam waiting for me, both looked annoyed. I rolled my eyes, because I knew that they will not let this pass by. Dalal told the women that I was going to come in, so they can cover up if they needed to.


I entered and the room was packed with women wearing all sorts of color but all of them had the same eager, curious expression. I greeted all my relatives, and kissed my mom's head and I can see that she wasn't very happy.


Beside my mother, my 'wife' was sitting. She didn't even bother to glance me way. But I knew that if I ignored her my sisters will kill me, and my mother would probably be very mad.


My mom is a really sweet person; she always made sure that my brothers treated their wives with respect and love, since she sort of didn't have that kind of relationship with my father. He was almost always a cold person, and he only cared about his opinion. Therefore, my mother didn't want anyone to go through what she went through. Even though she does love my dad, their relationship just lacks equality. My father always had the upper hand, and even I didn't want to be like him in that way.


I sat beside her and smiled as I took her hand in mine.


Just seconds later, my niece, Sara, came with her camera and started taking pictures excitedly. I laughed at how serious she was, made some funny faces to get her annoyed, and then hugged Shai5a closer to me for a good picture.



----- Shai5a


After he dropped me off, I went in to find my sister and mother waiting for me. They hugged me, and I cried, which made my mother cry, and my sister follow her.


Then I went to get ready for the 3azeema. I found my bag ready for the honeymoon which I was dreading. So, I basically sat, waiting for M7ammad to come.


My sister and mom finished getting ready for the 3azeema also, and M7ammad still hasn't shown up.


"Diggay 3alee" My mother told me, while adjusting her brooch.


"No way" I replied.


" Shai5a bala dala3.. he's your husband.. ya3ny you shouldn't have any formalities between you..

il mafroo'6 ma tisti7een minna" Said my sister.


"In case you didn't notice, this is not a typical marriage. Besides I don't even have his number" I said coolly.


My mother and sister exchanged looks, and they decided to take me with them to the 3azeema even thought I should really enter with my husband.


We went there and the place was packed with women, half of them were family, and the other half, I didn't even recognize, but had to greet anyways.


When I came in, I noticed some of my cousins' faces change.


"Shai5a .. wain M7ammad?" asked me all of my sisters-in-law; and to all of them I replied saying that I had no idea really.


My mother-in-law who is an exceptionally sweet woman, hugged me and told me that

M7ammad will change once he really knows me. She seemed embarrassed that he didn't come and get me; I kissed her head and assured her that everything is alright and that he probably forgot about the whole thing.


I sat for a while, chatting with some of my cousins, and trying to find a way to stop some of the women from staring at me.


I wasn't nervous until Dalal, my cousin and my sister-in-law, announced that M7amad was going to come in. I stared at my lap, as my cousin told me what he was doing. She kept saying who he was greeting and what he was saying, as if I really wanted to know. I felt him beside me, and I knew that he was greeting his mother.


I tried focusing on one of my younger cousins sitting across the room, so he wouldn't come next to me. However, to my surprise, my cousin who was sitting beside me disappeared suddenly, and he sat in her place. He held my hand in his, and my heart started malfunctioning as soon as he did so.


I looked the other way, and after a couple of seconds, Sara, M7amad's nephew, and a really sweet girl, came hurriedly, and started taking pictures.


I laughed at her expressions, and then at M7amad's silly faces. Sometimes, when I see him with his family, and I see the love in his eyes for them, I thank god that he is my husband. Maybe, just maybe, he isn't so bad.


Just as that thought crossed my mind, he hugged me closer to him. A myriad of different emotions went through me as my body was glued to his, and a million envious eyes watched us. If you only knew, I thought to myself, as enjoyed some of the rare moments in which he really acts like my husband.

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