THE HEARTS REAWAKENING

33: INTERESTED?

PROVINCE OF APULIA.
BARI, ITALY.

THE NICOLAUS HOTEL.

There are moments when all someone wants to do is melt out of reality and live in the province of your own fantasy. In a realm where none of the things happening in reality exists, only the exciting adventures you have plotted in your head and you can also regurgitate all you don't want in your head. Sadly, we live in reality where each step of your life has been well calculated, plotted, designed and surveyed even before you grace the world with your presence.

Sometimes, all that is good manage to slip through our fingers and the disheartening part is that, we have our hands muddled in what is happening with our lives. Most of the times, we contribute more than anyone else in the way fate twists our lives away from it's haven to another hellish raucous world. Staying steadfast won't also aid, instead, it will shatter more dreams and render you dependent on things or people you hardly will look on normal days.

The contraptions of our lives are mostly caused by us, we do it ourselves.

If one doesn't understand and experience the difficulty it takes to earn the comfort provided for their loved ones, then they will never value it. The most important thing is to experience the hard work and difficulty and learn to value it behind all the hidden comfort. Without that experience, you'd take everything for granted and messily use it just because it proliferates without their hard work.

Amirah is experiencing all sorts of emotions and that is because of her menstruation, it always comes with that. Deep thought, pensive thinking and so much more she cannot pinpoint all the time but let them slip through her fingers in order to keep her braincells intact. Allowing her inner bitch to insolently spike her up so they can have the inner banter that helps her keep it down. She named her her inner Jedi, that part that always helps her get her cranium supine.

"Why are you back so early? I thought the man will keep you till it's time for the tour and that is not until two hours." Lateefa searched her watch correctly and sure enough, they have two hours and five minutes to spare before they are called down.

Amirah licked the seam of her lips, swallowing and touching behind her skirt to make sure she hasn't stain but she did, just a little. Her first days are always this terrible, it flows like a darn sluice opened after million years and congealed in the dirt. Now that she perused over it, her menses is the worst of them all. She took over her mother while her sisters hardly experience cramps, they never did after the first time while she on the other hand is another story.

Her cramps will start with mild stomach pain before it blossoms in few minutes, then her back will also tighten before her lower abdomen will tighten in twist. She could hardly sleep when experiencing cramps, the pain would be unbearable that she had to take it all in with eyes wide open and pillows demarcating the middle of her thighs all the damn time. Even if she tries acting plucky, it is still tricky and pains a lot.

"I don't feel too good. You got sanitary pads with you?" She ricochetted the question the the two girls sitting on the floor, sorting out their clothes as if they are there on vacation especially Lateefa's shiny ones. She'd teased her whether she is there to find husband.

Both their eyes widened, they stared at one another then let out painstaking groan. "Why are we acting like we are not girls? I don't have and I'm sure Kami doesn't also."

Kamilah glared at Lateefa for saying they don't act like girls. Who is it that despise acting ladylike if not her? Hmmph. "I can just ask the bellboy to get them for you. I had mine last week so I thought it was not important to bring it with me..." Lateefa chirped, "And mine was three days ago." Then sheepish smile took over.