Fiyameta

Meet the Albasris!

After the whole meating was over with Harun Albasri, he walked them to his office door. ''Wacha doin tonight, lil girl?'' He asked looking at Fiya. It was funny how an intimidating rich old man was talking so informally as if they are lifetime pals.

Fiya shrugged having no idea. ''Ask the leader.'' She tilted her head slightly pointing at her dad.

''Do you have any plans tonight?'' He asked in fluent Arabic. Ato Lasta shook his head, a silent no.

''I would love to invite you to my home for dinner. You can meet my family and little girl here can make new friends with my kids.'' Mr. Albasri said politely.

In that instant, Ato Lasta knew it was the begining of great family friendship and big  business. Grinning he said, ''Akid akhi! We would love to join.''

When they got home, Ato Lasta insisted she should wear the outfit they bought together saying her normal outfit will scare the family away. She made a face at her dad but still obliged. 

Ato Lasta phoned his wife to tell about the good news and because he missed her senseless.

''Hello.'' Came his wife's voice after the third ring.

''Mar...'' Ato Lasta said adoringly.  ''How are you?''

''Don't honey me. So, now you remember you have a wife back home. I seriesly thought you married some Arab there.'' Said Seble and Ato Lasta couldn't tell if she was being series.

''Of course not fikir(love), its just that I had been super busy not to mention Fiya is with me.'' He tried to sound offeneded.

''How is she?'' She asked concerned.

''You didn't ask how I am. Your daughter is very much fine except she made me buy her new collection of nail polish.''

Seble sighed loudly. ''Now I have good and bad news. Which one first?'' Ato Lasta said. Another reason why he called is because he need an advice from his wife. He wouldn't be here if it weren't for her.

''Bad.'' Seble answered in a heartbeat. ''Only you would ask for bad ones first.'' She heard her husband whisper.

''Good news is that I got the deal completed without changing anything. Bad news is that Mr.Albasri wants Fiya to be involved in the whole thing. What do I do?'' He said and took a deep breath.

There was silence on the other line. ''Did he say anything about the need for her to be the CEO or something?'' She asked.

''No.''

''Then wude(dear), you are safe. All you have to do is take Fiya on big meetings only. You can tell Mr. Albasri that she couldn't attend because of her studies and jammed schedule.'' She said sweetly soothing her husband's worries.

They talked more and Ato Lasta told his wife everything. From the shopping to the dinner invitation. Seble made it clear that no flirting  or even looking at another woman was allowed.

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Fiya and her dad reached the Albasris mansion. It was huge with intricate designes that tell alot about the Emarati identity. Fiya was extremely stunned she walked in a daze looking at everything and nothing at the same time. Mr. Albasri was the one to welcome them himself.

''Ahlem we merhaba!(welcome and hello)'' He greeted warmly shaking hands with Ato Lasta and pating Fiya's shoulder. ''Come in.'' He said moving to the side to allow them enterance.

The interior was even much better. It wasn't the famous sophesticated Arabian house. It was modern and spaciou yet still purely Arabian. That doesn't make sense. Her brain interupted her anlazation as she calls it. He led them to the living room and sat.