After landing in Morocco Alea and her family meets Amir's family at the airport. Amir marches right up to them with a big smile on his face. "Assalam alaykum!" He hugs Osman. "Walaikum salam brother!" Osman exclaims. Kasim and Alea were very tired from the trip. While their parents talked to Amir and his wife Alea starts to question herself. 'Wheres Adil?' She thought. "Wheres Adil?" Osman asks. Catching Alea's attention she starts to listen in. "Oh he's busy running the business right now. He's trying to close a very big deal." Alea feels envy towards Adil. 'It's not fair! Why is he rich and not me!?" She thought. Alea kisses her teeth in annoyance. "What's your problem?" Kasim asks. Alea rolls her eyes and turns her heels into the ground. "Where are you going Alea? We are about to leave!" Kasim shouts. "The bathroom!" Alea stomps to the bathroom feeling resentful but she realizes it's not Adil's fault she's poor. She splashes her face and rips a paper towel. As she drys her face she looks into the mirror. "How will I ever get married with these dark circles?" She sighs and throws the paper towel into the garbage. Feeling defeated she joins her family again. "Ready to go princess?" Kasim rolls his eyes. "Oh shut up Kasim." Amir and his wife, Laila, lead to the to the car. "This one for the kids." Amir gleamed. "Woah." Kasim and Alea said almost like they were hypnotized. They got in their separate cars. Kasim and Alea took advantage of the yummy snacks and music. Once they reached the house their faces were dirtied with crumbs and chocolate. "Alea! Clean your face! You too Kasim!" Farah protested. She licks her thumb and wipes their cheeks. "Ugh mom I can do it!" Kasim leans away and wipes his cheeks. Osman, Laila, and Amir head in first. "Welcome! This is your house now." Alea scans the beautiful mansion. The white marble tiles and the huge chandeliers. 'It's like a palace.' Alea thought. Laila say's "Remember you can ask us for anything, we are family now! Come!" Laila cheeses and waves her hands to lead Kasim and Alea up stairs while Osman and Farah go to the living room to talk. "Alea this is your room, I didn't know what you liked but I hope you like it!" Laila holds her hands waiting for Alea's reaction. It was beautiful and 10 times more bigger than her room in New York. It had white walls but a blue wall leading to the terrace. Beautiful windows and a tiny stained glass design above the terrace door frame. It was a picture of the sun and a flew roses. Her bed was huge and soft. Smelt nice too. Her vanity was white and had cute lights with it. And when Alea looked up there was a chandelier. "I love it!" She runs to hug Laila. Kasim peaks in to her room. "Woah! Awesome!" He looks around pleased. Laila releases from the hug to take Kasim to his room next door to Alea's. Alea follows. "And for the prince!" Laila reveals Kasim's room. It was dark. Maroon and black walls, a gold chandelier, a terrace with dim lights, and a little office. "Awesome! Alea look! Isn't it so cool?" Alea is shocked to see his room. It was slightly better than hers. "I might know a thing or 2 about decorating a mans room." Laila says proudly. Alea came to Kasim's room to chill until lunch. "I'll call you guys down in a bit!" Laila skips in excitement downstairs. Happy to be with her friend's family. "Farah! Come!" Farah wraps her arm around Leila and go to the kitchen. Seeing that the conversation was over with Farah, Osman and Amir leave to watch soccer in the movie room. "Let's go brother let the women be crazy!" Osman and Amir chuckle.
A few hours later
"Kasim! Alea! Come! Food's ready!" Farah yells. Leila and Farah made delicious subs. Tomato, salami, lettuce, pickle, cheese, and spicy mayo. "Coming!" Alea and Kasim leave Kasim's room to go eat and join everyone. "Why didn't you call me to help?" Alea asked. Leila gave a soft smile. "You have a big weight on your shoulders, relax my love." Alea smiles and helps herself to the sandwiches.
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Enjoy! I tried to reach 1000 words but I honestly couldn't. I think most chapters will vary between 600 and 700 words but I will strive for 1000!
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Can't Have You
RomanceAlea must take responsibility to help her family by getting an arranged marriage in Morocco. Landing in Morocco from New York she begins to prepare for the wedding. "That's 4 dirhams miss." The market man says. She reaches in her pockets but can...