Cursed With Beauty (72)

Previously:

"You worry so much. Calm down and let things be. You have to accept that some things aren't under your control, but that doesn't mean things won't work out eventually."

Amal: Trusting the stranger just felt right..

Khalid: What the hell was I thinking? I couldn't possibly just go with it..
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Saeed:
The boys joined me at the farm, since the weather was getting better, I thought quadbiking might be fun, but Amal's crush had a better idea in mind. We walk out of our farm and walk to the horse stables of another farm. "Are you sure we're allowed in?" "Chill, it's our farm." He laughs. He called Ahmed, the stable manager, the man who scolded me about scaring the horses with my quadbike so many times in the past.

Ahmed straps three horses ready for us to ride. "Saeed, you'll be riding Mayed's horse.. Mayed's a bit reckless so be careful." "And I?" Asked 7amad.. "Don't worry, Mohammed's horse is well trained." So I got the crazy one, I roll my eyes at him. I hesitate to get on the horse, but I manage. 7amad, on the other hand, is on the horse with one smooth move. "You've been on a horse before." " Polo team." 7amad answers. " You guys know how to ride horses, I have no idea!" Amal's crush reassures me once more " They'll both follow my horse anyways, and eventually, they did.

"So who are Mayed and Mohammed again?" I try not to seem so curious. "Mohammed is my eldest brother, Mayed is the middle child, an embarrasment." I wonder how come we've never met before.. "Mohammed's actually a good friend of Khalid.. Amal's older brother.."

Oh!

Amal:

Back at the hotel, Mai dresses up for a dinner with Khalid at his room. She looked beautiful in a low neck, wrap dress that hugged her pregnant stomach. She wore a gold statement neckalece. Her face was glowing, she had wine red lipstick on, and her chocolate brown hair curled, laying perfectly on her shoulders. There was no way Khalid wouldn't fall in love with her all over again. She looked at her reflection and breathed heavily, I didn't know if she was nervous or if it was the fact that she was pregnant.. I worried.

Mai: So, he remembers nothing?

Me: Nope..

Mai closes her eyes and I notice her lips move, as if in prayer.

Me: You're worried?

Mai nods silently, she wears an abaya over her shoulders and wear her shaila and walks out of the room, to get to Khalid's.

Khalid:

I called room service and had the table set for dinner with Mai. I still didn't know what would happen next, but I deserved a first date with my pregnant wife, the one I no longer remembered. My father insisted I get a hair cut, a shave at the barber, and finally suit up. I sit back and watch T.V. until I hear a knock on the door. I open the door for her, and she walks in with her head down. She smoothly takes off her shaila, and I help with the abaya, and hang them in the closet, while she seems to fix her hair in front of the mirror. I hold my hand behind my back, I feel my palms sweat, and my mouth dry.  "So, umm.. "

She turns to look at me. I point at the dinner table directly, pushing the attention away from me. I walk to her chair, and pull it out for her. She sat down and I do the same. When I take a look at her, she's wide-eyed and as nervous as I am. We laugh at each other. I hear her exhale stress, and notice she can't hide her smile. "So, how've you been?" she asks. "Good, I guess.. How about you?" "Yeah.."
She doesn't continue. I try to keep it going, an awkward free conversation.. I take the lids off our plates and we dig in. Her head down, she ate so quietly, she almost broke my heart. "This pasta is amazing, you have to try it." I fork some penne and reach over to her, she lifts her chin up and takes a bite. "It's hot." She closes her eyes while fanning her face. I get up to hand her a drink. "It's okay."
She giggles when she sees me on my knees  by her side. I guessed it wasn't that bad, it might have been my first date, but I didn't know why I panicked so much, then I looked at her stomach and it hit me. I get up, and take two steps back. There's a baby in her stomach..
 Father lost mother because of that.. What's going to happen to Mai? "What's wrong Khalid" I cover my mouth, I don't want to hurt her.. I just couldn't.. "Sit back, please? Just give us a chance.." Us? Mai and I, or Mai and the baby?

Cursed With Beauty (71)

Previously:

Khalid: How was it like to fall in love, lose, then love again?

Saeed: Saif left me a treasure, a woman he took for granted..
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Amal:

"You worry so much, calm down and let things be. You have to accept that some things are not in fact under your control, but that doesn't mean things won't work out eventually. All the best.."

Who knew that a whole paragraph about my worrying had a solution that barely two lines long? I knew I was trusting a stranger so much, with so many things too, but he seemed so mature. I never wondered if it was the right idea to do that, it just felt right.

I look up and I see father studying me, did he notice?

Father: Put your phone away.

I do as I'm told. I stare at father to see if he's pleased.

Father: Are you waiting for something?

Me: um.. No.

Father: Is tbere something you want to tell me?

I wonder what he means.

Me: No..

Father: Good, let's go to the airport, Khalid's already there.


Khalid:

I hired a cheuffeur to drive me to the airport. I stood along the people who were waiting for the people they probably love, or work for, while I was waiting for a woman I barely remembered. Worse, I married her, got her pregnant, but couldn't remember her anymore. Father and Amal were supposed to be there with me, but they seemed to be running late. The problem was, I wasn't exactly sure who I was waiting for. I do remember some ugly incidents, but I forgot how Mai looked like.. As a crowd of people walk out, I scan their faces trying to figure out which one she could be. As I look out, I feel something pulling my arm. My face pales and burns when I notice she burried her face in my chest while hugging me. I pulled her at an arm's length and studied her features. She shyly look down, and when i did too, she really was pregnant.. Shit.. Overwhelmed, I take her luggage and walk ahead.

Mai: Just like our honeymoon..

Was that how I treated her? So she's used to me not knowing her? I didn't know.. Outside, I found father and Amal, I hand them the luggage, walk to the car and leave... When'd all of this happen? What the hell was I thinking? I couldn't possibly just go with it..

To the Readers: updates

Dear Readers,

To begin with, I've been working on updating the blog, and with a graphic designer's help, I hope we've done a good job. The idea was to make the blog grow up a bit, out of the pink theme, and into something a bit more sophisticated. As a closure to this subject, I really hope to get some feedback, and suggestions are always welcome.

More: I've been reading about a website called Wattpad. It seems like a convinient way to share my story. Although I already have created an account, I want to learn more about it, just to properly reintroduce my story there. I still wonder whether or not abandoning the blog sounds like a good idea, and again, I'd love to let the readers here decide on what happens next.

Another thing I'd like to talk about is my appreciation to my readers, you've all been so patient with me, and I am motivated by your feedback always. Your comments, and suggestions give me an idea, and make me consider and update so much, and I always notice every single comment. I thank you for taking on this journey with me. To communicate with me, this it my twitter account: @Amnannah

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