Nu'aimat (COMPLETED)

Chapter 61

"I am so......."well the bride is not here" Aunt Qadar broke the news interruptting the girlish voice Aunty,

Within the seconds of breaking the news the Whole crowd outside consisting of our relatives in Qatar and the Omani royals all stood mouth agape, don't say i lied but you can drop a needle and hear it's sound, i kept on my grimace as all eyes fell on me, why me, am gonna kill Nuaimat "wait what do you mean" asked another woman i don't know,

"She...she had to stay back.....

"Stay back" asked another Aunty

"The bride, who gave her that authority" asked another Woman

"Well she is 24......so she is....

"This is an abomination" yelped another Aunty,

"Are we sure she is the descendant of the late Princess" squeaked another woman,

Their mutterings and they interrupting was driving me mad,

"Enough" i yelled, and again the attention was on me,

"The bride to be princess Nuaimat, will be here tomorrow afternoon by Allah's will, she had to stay back for some important stuffs, don't ask me what is it, but know that she won't choose to arrive here late for something silly, so now kindly show our guest the way in, and happily await her arrival" i said, my words seem to register because they all turned away to enter the house and some of the Omani elders came forward to usher our guest in,

"Well that seem to be well" i said beaming, and the rest nodded,

Up in one of the wing we were hosted, i was in my towel and wrestling with Zishan to put on his pants, he was laughing as i now wrestle to grab each legs,

"Momma not strong, Momma not strong" he sang and laugh, just when Harees came in,

"Thank God, can you" i sighed and threw the pants to him, "sure put on a robe, Zaid wants to see you" he said on catching the boy's pants,

"No way" i said and ran towards the door to the toilet, but Harees cut up with me,

"He just wants to talk, thou he seems agitated" he said

"Is that suppose to make me feel good" i asked disturbed

"Hey don't worry, is not like he wants to lash on you, he won't, just talk and brave off" he said as he put on my robe for me, i pouted

"Yeah more like it, be yourself" he said and patted my cheeks making me loose the pout,

We heard Zishan's laugh, i and Harees exchange a look, "atleast you will be dealing with someone mature"Harees said mocking a shudder, i chuckled and then gave him a slight peck on the lip and headed to the door, "Momma Momma me kiss me not" Zishan wailed but i knew it was fake, i shook my head and gave him a peck on the lips too, i saw him give his dad a smirk and Harees scowled, well welcome to my world of Harees and Zishan competing for my attention,

I went out of the bedroom and saw him going to and fro and hearing me come out, he turned "is it, is it true, she is back in Qatar" he asked me, i nodded wearily

"Ya Allah, did she say why" he asked trying so hard to calm himself

"No"

"Damn, i messed up, again" he snapped and smashed a flower vase with his hand,

"What" i asked not minding the flower vase that was smashed but what he just said,

"She is eloping from the wedding, and it's my fault" he said his eyes were now red due to anger,