A Lesson Or A Blessing.

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We all want answers, it would seem😌, you asked for it!... 😂 you asked for it!!!, well not just yet, my sincere apologies, answers shall come in due time, for now, let's start solving the little clues we came across in the previous chapters🤭

Previously on IELB
Muneenah lost all the composure she had and literally 'shouted'at farouk in the previous chapter, not to forget, farouk also called her pitiful, before that. Their current situation isn't exactly fictional, she went to an extent by telling him, she didnt want to hear even his voice. And oh, towards the ending of the chapter, something happened that startled muneenah, what was it?

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"And oh, tell that girlfriend of her husband, what's her name?--"

"Arshlee" the spy quickly filled up the blank.

"Tell arshlee, I'm quite impressed and if things move on this way, we might as well speed up the arrival of 6th july" he smiled before puffing out a bundle of smoke.

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"Well, tell this boss of yours, I dont care whether he's impressed or not, he should make sure he fulfills his own end of the bargain".

"Muneenah yaseer sheikh".

"I'm sorry"

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"We had a brother, he was nothing like how akhee is"

"He died"

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Well,

Read on,

Shock,

Death,

Remembrance.

May, 2010.
UAE, DUBAI.
Aljemerah khalif, sharjah.
FAROUKmuhammadGHAZAALI.

Reclining back into his seat, he shut his eyes off,deciding to shut out every thought that found it's way to his mind, he was a coward. A coward who had no courage to answer the accusing words of his wife, nor did he feel the need to explain his doings to her, going away for weeks was an act of cowardice on his part, and before that, startling her with words that he couldn't take back was another. That was the first phase of thoughts running through his mind.

Second, he couldn't understand the reason why his father suddenly decided to call him for a one-on-one meeting, on a saturday, with him alone. The last time, his father and himself had a direct communication, with only both of them in the space, was since, he couldn't remember.

Father! What a weird title, he'd never want to be one, because deep within him, he knew he didnt want any young version of him holding the hatred he had in his heart for his father, no one should ever feel what he feels in regard to a man who birthed him.

The time clock on the front board of his car, ticked, reminding him of the thirty minutes he had spent in his car, trying to give himself the assurance that this meeting was passive and formal, nothing out of the necessary, but he knew his father all along, he wouldnt call him just to talk about business, No! His father had other plans down his sleeves.

He was nervous, his father still had that effect on him,if it was left for him, he'd have chosen to go far away, as far as away from the man who called himself a father, but the thing was, his mother was in the picture, his deceased brother was in it too. How could he turn a deaf ear to all the intelligent words his mother has provided him with about the importance of a father in his life? How could he, despite been close to his brother, let go of the dreams his brother once dreamt of fulfilling? Working in the firm, as a person in line of the princes was one of his brothers wishes which he took upon himself to fulfill.