Meeting The Sultana [Prt.1 COMPLETED]

CHAPTER 30

I quickly finished the art I was making. What I saw yesterday is the content of my canvass. This body was the body that I claimed.

The perfect body I was looking for. But I didn’t draw her in full. The Sultana might accuse me of molesting her maids.

I looked at her. The Sultana was sleeping soundly in bed. Yes, she finished the task earlier, and while she was waiting for my task to finish, she just fell asleep and didn't think about what could happen.

I picked up the paint brushes and pulled out my sketch pad. I started to draw her body up to her covered face. She looks so beautiful even though I can't see what she really looks like.

I approached her.

"This is my chance to draw you and for me to finish my mission". I whispered to myself and continued to look at the sleeping Sultana.

This is exactly what I've been waiting for. To approach her and draw her face freely. I wanted to do my mission but I didn't know if I would be happy with what I was going to do.

Yes, I will get the big money given by Habriel but I will break the law of a country and a continent.

When I do this thing I’m sure she’ll get angry, she won’t forgive me and she can kill me.

There were many questions in my mind, along with extreme nervousness and skepticism.

This is the opportunity I've been waiting for but I seem to be hesitant to do it.

I brought my hand close to her hijab until my skin felt the soft fabric of the elegant thing.

She smells good and I just want to smell her until I get tired. But this is wrong. I'm entering the private space of one of the most powerful women in this area.

Everyone loves her and they are ready to kill me just to protect this woman.

I grabbed her hijab and I was ready to take it off but there was something in my brain that didn’t want to do what I was planning.

I just can't do it. I can do a lot more, as long as I don't do it in the wrong way that will upset the Sultana. I can’t afford to draw her or even take away the respect I have for her.

I didn’t study at harvard just to be a criminal. I’m not a well -known artist just to draw her without permission.

In despair and lack of courage I returned the sketch pad to the bed and lay down. I lay down while looking at her.

How I wish I could just leave and make the most of the time with Zabea. Why do I even have to go with Sultana to india. She didn’t have to include me there.

But it was told to me that we would continue our studies there so I did nothing but follow the order.

I don’t want to think about anything else about the mission that Habriel gave. I am willing to return all the money to him.

I will live simply and do everything just to have Zabea again. What I need is Zabea and not the money that came from the wrong way.

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I was surprised when the plane moved. I woke up immediately and looked around. When the beautiful Sultana and I looked at each other, she was the first to look in another direction.

I remember what happened earlier, when I tried to remove the hijab she was wearing. If she knew that was my purpose, I knew I had no right to face her anymore.

She has respect for me and all she wants is to learn art and be an expert.

"You're awake". She said. Her voice was so beautiful that it was as if I could no longer describe it.