Chapter 7: Causatum

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It was 9 pm that day and Her assistant had rung her. Saying that she had a connecting call from Zabeel Palace from Sheikha Hind's private parlour. Aairah frowned. Why at this time. It was past dinner and Hamdan hadn't arrived. Not that she cared. Maybe a little.
She was done with her call and groaned after it was disconnected.

"I was going to have a celebratory bubble bath. Ugh!", she whined a little.
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After arriving at the doors of Sheikha Hind's parlour. She waited before she entered surprised as there were no guards whatsoever.

She lightly rapped on the door when she heard a ring of the bell. She went in.

"Assalamualaikum waleeda (daughter). Come sit.", she smiled a painful one. To which Aairah hesitantly though gave a soft smile with a slight nod and was about to sit on the couch opposite to her. When Hind indicated her to sit next to her.

"How are you? ", she asked and Aairah knew it didn't mean like a general 'how you doin' (no not Joey style...but still imagine though.) It was more on the lines of how are you after all these 6 years.

"Fine...I will be good.", she replied trying to be precise but was a little awkward.

"I'm glad I hope you will be.", she stated at her.

There was a painfully awkward silence and Hind couldn't take it anymore.

"I'm sorry.", she blurted out.

"What?!" ,Aairah whispered. Shocked to hear those words from her...She was a lady who barely needed to make any apologies.

"I'm sorry I couldn't be a good mother.", she whispered but maintained her cool and posture. Her voice firm but her eyes spoke volumes.

"I...but...", Aairah was at a loss of words.

"I didn't want you to be my daughter in law, wanted someone...an Emirati. And I had Sheikha in my mind. But after Hamdans father decided for you. I knew he would do so with a lot of thinking. I too knew about those papers. But I also argued with him again and again. That we could make you work for us and not bring you to the family. I didn't want to put us in any risk. What's inside stays inside. But after Hamdan spoke highly of you as a person. I felt the need to protect you as well by keeping away from the games and politics of this family. But what Allah wishes...happens. I was sceptical as to how you would blend with the family. And...although it started of somewhat rough you eventually blended in. I was afraid you would disappear. But I was proud you didn't. And I'm sorry I underestimated you. An Emirati is proud, strong, just, never giving up, takes the traditions forward into modernism. Without losing the sight of its roots. But most of all keeping our family first. In this we made big mistakes some which were unforgivable. Spoilt became our children and when we tried to bring them to the right path. They weren't controllable. Anything family did was conveniently swept under the rug . One thing led to another and I....kind of Gave up. Then you came...and I'm sure you felt like we never fully accepted you as a family but you did. I tried...but eventually fell in love with you. It wasn't hard to be honest.", she smiled slightly. "As a woman I could never forgive him...but as a mother I..."

"I know it's okay....I forgave him."

Hind paused before she let her heart out.

"The way Hamdan was happy. I hadn't seen him this happy with anyone. it isn't like him to do such a mistake or to do something this appalling. Sheikha messed with him.", she held Aairah's hands which seemed rough from having her hands most of the time in disposable latex gloves.

Aairah's eyebrow raised a little, "Hamdan is an intelligent man. I agree. Your husband hasn't just chosen him for being more ...pliable((here she insults him. Meaning A pliable person iseasily influenced and controlled by otherpeople))
and soft. Unlike Rashid." Hind was taken aback but not entirely as she didn't expect Aairah to say so. But she wanted her hatred and disappointment known to everyone. "And the thing that Sheikha did, wasn't something highly cryptic. It was plain and simple. How was he so easy to fool?! Simple...his love for her was far more greater than his love for me. Maybe he didnt love me. Maybe he just followed his father's orders and cared for me much more.And that's enough to destroy anything."

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