Third persons P.O.V
Ahmad sat there next to Amira on a couch in a deep silence as Zayed entered with a Salam
"assalam alaikum"Amira glared at him and Ahmad stood up staring at him in disbelief
Zayed chuckled lightly and says " what blood, I didn't murder anyone " it took some seconds before one of them responded to him
"Zayed , it's not funny okay, we spent all our time planning on your date with Zara and made it perfectly done, but what did you do? Huh!? , you relocated and ditched her, what are you?. How dare you?!" Amira said almost yelling at him
Zayed lifted his arms "okay,okay ,okay. First of all am grateful that you spent all your efforts on organizing the date, know that as much as I like listening to your accusations but trust me, I didn't change anything and I didn't abandon Zara, I didn't ditch her. She never came "
he finished with each word of honesty in his voice, his eyes fell and he furrows his brows looking down sad and embarrassed
Hearing that, Ahmad placed his left hand on his shoulder which made Zayed to look up at him as he said " wait.! Elaborate "
Zayed sighed and started explaining......
Zayed'S p.o.v
I threw on a jumper ready to go downstairs to meet up with Amira and Zayed to organize the date. How much I like pronouncing that word, I want this date to be the best in the history of competition, I want it to be so perfect and exactly I have entrusted my sister and brother on this.
"Hey, how's it going?" I asked Amira who looked deep off
She looked up and smiled at me " well, for now we have located the place, have booked for the snacks and everything, all that we now need is to know what her best color is so that the decorations would be perfect, then what she likes so that the touches would be great " she finished and looked at me smiling
I feel grateful to have her as a sister, so I just smiled at her and say" what are we waiting for then, I should call her for that "
She shot me an ' are you crazy look ' and so did Ahmad, what!?
"You don't know her color, ZZzzayed!!"
Waohhh!!!, what?, "what is it? It just color " I looked at them confuse, please it's just color not something important, they shouldn't disturb me
"I feel blessed to have you as a brother Zayed" That must come from Ahmad and guess what, I was right
" okay whatever!" I picked my phone to call her but they stopped me
"What are you doing " they both asked, I looked at them and sighed " what again!, am trying to call her and ask her, what did you think "
I thought by saying that I would at least get a compliment from them but it only got worst , starting by Ahmad "are you for real!?" And "I won't blame you really, once a loner always a loner, besides this is your first "
Okay I get it ! Whatever, I rolled my eyes at him
"Ahmad enough already, you are no better am sure, so back to business " she looked at Ahmad and says " call her best-friend who? Oh marwa or better go kidnap her right-away, we need her better here "
I chucked at her manner of speaking, my phone buzzed so I walked out to answer it as Ahmad left to his mission
And when I answered the phone, the dangerous, deep grave yet majestic voice of the person for whom I would have never expected to call spoke.
The voice of the one and only ruler of Sharjah, my grandfather, the father of my own mother, SULTAN BN ZAYED AL-NAHYI
"Baa sugar " (baa means dad, sugar junior) he's the only person I can identify that calls me with that name for am bearing after his fathers name
"Malak(king)"I spoke with shaky voice
"Yalla ta'aal hun, bid-dabt" and he hung off the call
So technically my dear king grandfather just asked me to be in Sharjah now and I have no choice but be there. I started making calls and prepared to leave for Sharjah, after all Sharjah is not that far.
Soon enough I was there standing, better yet staring at the palace, I gulped down and started walking, I greeted everyone I meet in Arabic till I was led by the guards to his chamber , I gently removed my shoes and adjusted my scarf .
I gently step in with a salaam "Assalam Alaikum "
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YOU ARE READING
my stepsister (book2##)
RomansaThis is the continuation of the book MY STEPSISTER BY SHATOU. I had problem with my old account,so I opened a new one Cope, shall you
