Mentally Occupied

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He told her that he was a rude peasant who did not understand civil life, she always told him that, and that he had to change to keep up with the life of the city in which he lives and enjoy the taste of freedom and liberation in it. For his desire and not designed to dance.

Rufaida held her tears. She straightened locks of her hair. She turned on the engine of her car and moved away from the company. A crazy idea came to her mind. Why wouldn't she call any member of her old gang? she would throw herself in his arms and he would undoubtedly continue. The effect of the wine, this time she would be conscious, hit the steering wheel hard and started crying again.

She parked the car on the side of the road, she finished crying hysterically and went back to driving her car after blaming herself for her previous idea. She headed towards her house. Her mother did not care about her when she entered. She did not notice her sadness that covered her face. (Happiness) a word reached the ears of Rufaida while she was on the inner staircase leading to the upper floor where her bedroom is located. Words such as caring.. containment.. motherhood.. and words like that, she smiled sarcastically as she looked at those women who had been consumed by time and drunk and were still pretending to be injured.

She entered her room, sat on the edge of the bed, she no longer had a desire to cry, which would not be offered or delayed, she had to think of a way to get back her money, even if she cut off her relationship with him after that, her dignity does not allow her to be left by anyone, she is not used to that, she is the one who She refuses, prevents, allows, and accepts when she is conscious, and she has long since stopped drinking and has not lost consciousness. He is now in a relationship with another girl, probably the one who works in the company as a new employee. She does not remember her name well, she squeezed her memory until she remembered him; Hana, his rival Hana, poor owner, left her because of her beauty, money, and the authority of her father, the famous businessman. She is Rufaida in her liberation and her travels to most of the developed countries of the world. He leaves her for a gerbil that does not know how to style her clothes or style her hair.

She has to calm down, think well, and win over her money again, and then she will ask him to expel this bliss from work, just as he appointed her to entertain her. She learned that from Wissam, and she also has to get closer to Wissam, because she is now her eyes and ears at work where her rival and lover are.

She picked up her phone and called Wissam. Wissam asked her about what happened between her and Malik. Rufaida told her everything that had happened. Wissam invested in the chance and told her that the other girl that Malik was referring to must be Hana. I ended the call and got ready for bed.

While Wissam kept thinking, she had no choice but to confront Rufaida with her beauty, elegance, a lot of money, and the honor of her family, and her money would certainly not return to her, she is sure of that, but she can be used to get rid of Hana, if Rufaida managed to do that and she did not have her money anymore, as she expects it will be Easy to relate to.

She loved him since she came to work in the company a few years ago, he attracted her with his fragrant perfume and handsomeness, although he makes many strange movements that she cannot explain, but from her point of view it makes him more attractive, perhaps this mystery that surrounds him is the secret of her attachment to him, just as he has not seen until now She has a look, even for once, that indicates his admiration for her, although she does not stop attracting his attention in every possible way. The hunt is close to falling into her trap. All she has to do is blow into the ashes of Rufaida's love until it ignites, devours her, and burns Hana on his way, leaving Malik as an easy prey for her submissive. .

***

The next morning Malik got out of bed, He slept well unlike usual. It seems that his dead friends sensed his condition and did not want to bother him and let him enjoyed his night and slept. He put on a white shirt and blue pants, looked at himself in the mirror. He smiled to himself in the mirror, saying out loud to someone whom only he can see:

- Look cool right? Don't look at me like that, I know you're jealous of me because we're the same age, but it's not my fault that you died so young.

Then Malik turned behind him and looked at that young man whose shirt is full of blood looks like he was stabbed with a knife several times, saying:

- Looks like you're in trouble, come on tell me your story.

Malik sat with one leg crossed, listening intently to the two stabs. At the same time, Hana was sitting on the bench of her office in the company. She was busy with her work. Wissam came and looked at her with glances professional investigator saying:

- What did you do after you left the company early? yesterday?

Hana laughed softly and put the pen in her hand on the desk. Then she looked straight into Wissam's eyes. She said:

- I must be trapped and Denial won't do me any good! Isn't that what we hear them saying in the movies?!

Medal snapped between her eye brows. She said:

- I'm talking seriously now.

Hana looked into Wissam's eyes in defiance and said coldly:

- This simply does not concern you, you are not responsible for me or my actions.

- Truly?! But you didn't sound so dry when you told me about your friends and family, I thought we'd been friends since then or do you only answer what you want to answer?

Hana smiled a cold smile as she will continue to look into Hana's eyes in extreme defiance. Then she said to Wissam. She stresses every letter she utters:

- Exactly, I don't have to Give you a daily report of my life, I answered you then because I thought you really cared about me and wanted to hear from me my story. But I realized that you are curious about everyone, Wissam! Your life is so empty that you fill it with other people's stories and gossip about them as soon as they leave.

Wissam became angry after Hana's words were harsh on her hearing. She realized that pretending to be gentle and meek would not work for her anymore. She had to change her style and try something else. Wissam looked at Hana fragmentarily, saying:

- Anyway, I got it. The answer that I want indirectly. Your unwillingness to answer assured me that this bouquet of roses meant a lot to you.

Hana looked at her for a long time then She smile. She said to Wissam coldly Intense:

- I don't know why everyone asks me questions he knows the answers to them. I'm not the center of the universe, stop messing with me, meddling in people's affairs. Try to get your space and stop storming other people's spaces, stick to your limits, relax and comfort those around you.

Wissam responded to the attack, speaking coldly:

- But your fake smile won't last long after Rufayda is here.. Everything will be back to normal very soon, sweetie.

Hana remembered the vision, but knew that this was not the right time to achieve it! Nothing happened yet. But this means that Malik's plan is on the right path, and that he knows how things will go. Perhaps he did not forget the bouquet of roses yesterday, but deliberately left them in his office until he returns and presents them in front of Wissam, knowing that she is not stupid that does not make her able to link Hana's disappearance from the workplace. And between the bouquet of roses that Malik is carrying, and certainly the matter will not stop at this point, but will evolve. Hana will call Rufaida and tell her what happened, but how did Malik make sure that Hana would agree in advance to his request and proceed to implement the plan before he presented the matter to her.

She said:

- Of course you told her, right?!

Hana did not wait for Wissam's answer, perhaps because she was sure of what had happened, and continued her speech:

- I'm sure now why everyone calls you a chatterbox, Wissam the chatterbox, anyway I'm not afraid of anything. Rufaida has the honor of coming and let's see then his smile will not last and who will be in a good mood.

Wissam could not stand Hana's clear and frank words, which she hears from her for the first time since she came to work in this company. Wissam stood up in front of Hana, who tried to appear as calm as possible, even pretending to be stead fast if by nature she hated problems and chases and those small details that could destroy her day in one moment, because she would avoid people by solitude and avoid sadness by pretending to be happy and avoid problems by avoiding them. But she can't escape from all this right, now. Something must happen to her against her will, this is how life balances.

Wissam came back and sat behind her desk looking at Hana with angry looks. She put one leg on another and shook them in apparent tension. She grabbed her phone, opened it and wrote a message on (WhatsApp). She looks at Hana and smiles slyly at her.