THE UNEXPECTED MEET: A whirlwind royal romance

Family Issues 1

                                              
Saida’s Pov:

Days after the wedding, we went on a little trip to Sharjah to have our enjoy our honeymoon. And even though myself and Hussein have travelled before in the past. This is different, we get to share the same room, we don't have to hide from his family or the press to be together. The world has let us be with ourselves without interruptions. I am living my fairy tale and I don't want it to end. But after two weeks we returned to Awsan.

The next morning, the day after we got back, I woke up to find Hussein gone. I was calm because I know that he is a crown prince and must have one of those meetings with advisors or councils you know the stuff we see in royal movies. So I get up, take my bath and got dressed. I wore a simple black and white jumpsuit. Then I step out to go to the kitchen to make breakfast for myself. On going to the kitchen I meet my breakfast already ready. The housekeeper Mrs Qauthar, comes over to where I was the entrance to the big kitchen.
“Your highness, what are you doing here” she asks me
“I came down to make breakfast for myself, but I see that has already been settled” I reply
“but that Is not your job any more unless you choose to make a private dish for yourself and His highness the Crown prince.” she says smiling at me.
I smile at the older woman then nod. She directs me to the dining hall and calls the kitchen staff to serve me while she stands behind them to watch them do it. While seated I turn to look at Mrs Qauthar,  then proceeded to talk.
“where is Hussein?” I ask her
“His highness has joined the king on a trip the states of Awsan, He asked me to get you ready to move in with his mother and siblings” I smile and turn my head back to face my food and eat.
Although I am smiling while eating my breakfast, I am not happy. Why did he not tell me about this yesterday. Why do I have to move in with his family. Its bad enough that I live a few steps away from them, now I have to live with them. Its not that I don't want to live with them, I just feel like not all of them likes me. His mother tolerates me for her son’s sake and we are at peace but out of his five sisters only three of them like me, the rest don't and they don't even try to hide it. I honestly don't know how to exist peacefully in a place I am hated by one person talk less of two people. No I have to talk to Hussein. I think to myself while I start to eat. I wait for the house keeper to leave, then I pick up my phone to call Hussein. The phone rings and he doesn’t pick, I call him the second time he still doesn’t pick, I tried for the third time, he finally picks.
“Babe I am quite busy right now, is it important” he starts immediately he picks
“you could have told me about your trip and your plans to make me stay with your siblings, you know Raya and Nadya hate me and I really don't want to have a fall out with your family”
I rant.
“I am sorry I just didn’t want you to feel lonely as we are spending a week touring around Awsan, that’s the only reason why I want you to go stay with them. Besides I thought you get along well with Aaliya, Amal, and Farrah and mother adores you”

“your mother doesn’t adore me Hussein she tolerates me, and I understand her I married her son. And yes Aaliya Amal and Farrah have been really good to me but I will like to stay in our home. If it’s bonding with your mother you are worried about we will have plenty of time to do so when we go touring Awsan before meeting you at the national parade arena next weekend.” I hear him sigh on the other end of the phone
“alright then, I will let my mother know that you wouldn’t be coming….”
“I will go and visit her Hussein, I can try to spend hours there if you want”
“don't worry, I will make her understand. I can’t wait for you to come here, I miss you much”
“I miss you too and its just a few hours, how can I survive a week”
“I promise I have a surprise for you this weekend, but I need to go now, bye love you”
“love...(he already cut the call, I sigh) you” I finish eating, stand up call Mrs Qauthar, tell her that I wouldn’t be leaving, and that she should arrange cupcake recipes for me in the kitchen. I will be visiting my mother in law. My heart beat fast, the kind that is bad at the thought of that.