Fickle

Chapter 13

            FLASH BACK 6 YEARS AGO 

            THIS CHAPTER MIGHT CONTAIN MATURED CONTENT, SO PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. DON'T JUDGE!!! 

“I love you too, darling, more than you can imagine.”

 After their romantic honeymoon and lovey dovey activities, they both decided it time for them to return home, back to the Palace, to resume their daily activities and routines. As soon as they landed, General Mustapha made sure that their entrance was secure and no one was standing outside the airport apart from the loyal guards of the Crowned Prince and Princess. When they finally made it to the Palace with all the reporters who managed to get a glimps of the couple, they headed straight to their quarters where they were met with the Queen and his other siblings waiting for them to grace them with their presence. 

“Welcome home” they happily squealed, rushing up to hug them one after the other. After the pleasant pleasantries for Kulthum and unpleasant for the tired Abdullah, they both greeted the Queen bowing before her. 

“My beautiful daughter, how are you doing?” She asked, hugging her instead. 

“I am doing fine, your majesty. Thank you so much. How have you been?” She asked, pulling away from her smiling from ear to ear. 

“Oh I am fine, my dear” she pulled her closer. “Any good news for the old lady?” She whispered in her ears. Kulthum blushed deeply, embarrassment clouding her beautiful face and shyed away from the Queen. “Mmm?” The Queen urged further, wiggling her brows at her. 

Kulthum felt like digging up the ground and hiding beneath it because she couldn't stand the prying eyes of the Queen. What was she supposed to say now? Tell her that a week ago it happened between her and her son? God, just the thought of it made her blush deeper, and that was a gateway for the Queen to understand what she meant. 

“It happened, didn't it?” She narrowed brows at her, “you two did it, right?” Oh, come on, old lady! Kulthum almost screamed out. She turned and looked at Abdullah, but his siblings were all over him, asking different kinds of questions. When he finally noticed her anxious look, he dismissed all his siblings and came to rescue his wife from his prying mother. 

“Mother, please my lovely wife here is extremely tired from the plane trip, so if you wouldn't mind, I would like to steal her away from you for some moment” she collected her hand from his mother's hold.

“But you spent a whole month together with her, just because I want to spend some little amount of time with her you are becoming protective?” She whined. 

“Mother, I will send her to you within the week but for now, she needs to rest she is extremely exhausted” he said the last part gazing at his wife with a knowng look but the Queen was not dumb, she knew precisely what he was talking about and she looked to Kukthum and said to her, 

“Alright, you need rest a plenty amount of it especially now in the beginning” at first both Abdullah and Kulthum were confused but then with the huge smile on the Queen's face, they finally understood what she was saying and Kulthum urged him to leave the place. 

“What was Mother referring to back there?” Abdullah asked, faking ignorance. Kulthum shot him a look of embarrassment and shook her head negatively, pretending not to know what he was asking about. “Come on, tell me I know you know something. So spit it out” he urged

“I really don't know what she was referring to Darling, I just know that we are both tired from the long trip and we need a very long and good amount of sleep to regain out strength” she yawned dramatically and laid on the bed avoiding his gaze. She definitely knew what was roaming through his head, and she could swear it was something unholy, and for a second there, she wanted him to put to action his thoughts.