Nahed was sitting with her brother’s wife, Hoda, in the villa, and with them was the grandson, Sharif.
They were talking about many topics, but Nahed remembered that she had not spoken to her mother for two days, and she informed that to Hoda.
All Hoda had to do was suggest to Nahed that they talk to Dr. Nadia via chat.
Nahid got up and brought her laptop, opened the chat and camera, and started calling.
Magda is still urging Nadia to tell her what happened, but Nadia is worried if she tells Magda about what happened between her and Albert Camus in his apartment, and while they were talking together, a beep came from Nadia's laptop indicating that there was a chat conversation.
Nadia went and got the laptop, opened the chat, and found her daughter, Nahid, And her son's wife Hoda ,and her grandson, Sharif, on the camera.
Nahid: How are you, mom?
Nadia: I'm fine, and how are you?
Nahid: We are all fine here, thank God, but Mama, God willing, your travel to Paris was good for you.
Nadia: How is this, Nahid?
Nahid: I see you now at the age of twenty and I laughed out loud.
Nadia: You are kidding me, but this is not the truth
Nahid: Mama, I am talking to you very seriously، you are at least thirty years younger, your face is as bright as a virgin flower that no one has touched yet.
Nadia: She was ashamed of her daughter’s words, and her face became redder until Magda and her daughter Nahid noticed it.
Nahid: Why, Mama, is your face redder? Are you ashamed of my words? But this is the truth. I feel that there is something new in your life.
Nadia: When she saw her face that exposed her in front of everyone, she regained her strength and ended the matter by saying, Nahid, you took the freedom to talk to me until you went to ideas that were very far from reality.
Nahid: I felt that her mother was bored with her, so I apologized to her and said, “I am sorry, Mama. Perhaps I have crossed the limits of politeness with you.
Nadia: Never mind, my love. Now tell me about Youssef and Ashraf’s conditions in the company.
Nahid: Okay, Mama, they are fine, and things are going well in the company.
Nadia: All my greetings to Hoda and my beautiful grandson Sharif. May God bless you. Amen
Nahid: Goodbye, Mama, and my greetings to Dada Magda. May God protect you.. Amen
Nadia finished talking to her daughter, Nahid, closed the laptop, and seriousness and sternness began to appear on her face as a result of the words that Nahid spoke to her, and Magda felt this.
Magda knew perfectly well that if seriousness and sternness appeared on Nadia’s face, there was no room for joking or fun.
Nadia: Please, Magda, prepare dinner for us because I feel a little hungry.
Magda: Perfect, Dr. Nadia.Magda went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, and Nadia sat alone on the sofa thinking about what had happened and how she had not controlled herself so that no one would feel these radical changes in her life.
Now everyone knows what happened, but what I need to tell them is that I found love, and How did I find love when I am a married woman, even a widow, who lost her husband only about a month and a half ago?
Nadia began to blame herself for what she had done with Albert Camus, Magda’s conversation with her, and also her daughter Nahid’s conversation, which made it clear to everyone that there was something new in her life.
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Meeting in Paris
FanfictionDr. Nadia She falls in love with an Egyptian young man twenty-five years younger than her while attending the annual conference of the Sorbonne University in Paris.