Cinderella? NO

ABDALLAH

"You have lost it. All of it! I thought this game is over when I warned her...hah" Dad hit his hands on the books in front of him "Game? Of course. To you nobody's feelings matter. All you care about is your lineage and...colour? Mum has poisoned your mind too? I thought you are more intelligent" I shook my head in disgust "Just shut up! Kaifa tujr' (how dare you)? Who are you? Give up the crown, really? I have been going slow on you Abdallah bn Ibrahim Al Gemzi. If you really want to see me go mad, like you...try me. You know what, today I am putting an end to everything...watch me" he stood to meet my height "Dad, I don't know what you are thinking but if you do anything wrong to her, you are going to regret it. Because this crown, this name (Al Gemzi), this title...I am going to throw everything to the dogs!" a hot slap landed on my cheek and he left me standing. I called Imran and told him to go to Maryam.
"I thought, no everyone thought I am the crazy one; the bad guy, but brother, you are unto something big. Black girl really? I dated so many but never thought of marrying one. You must have said something for dad to slap you. It is not just loving a black girl." Mahmood laughed and shook his head "I told him if he does anything to her, I'll feed my crown and Al Gemzi to the dogs. I was so pissed. Dad is so annoying" I laughed "Woah woah you called for it. You people should just give me crown and I'd help you and your Juliet." he frowned "hmm I wish it was that easy." I didn't look at him "of course it is easy, you are complicating things. You have a brother that has the passion to rule, the zeal, knowledge of political affairs, is married and has a pregnant wife" he used his hands to demonstrate. I cut him off "You got married and she's even pregnant? When?" I asked in shock "I found out she's pregnant, so mum forced me to take responsibility." Astagrifullahhhh I just looked at him with an open mouth "Which country is she from?" I asked "She's Emirati, the b**** tricked me..." he said in rage "Enough please, why did I even call you? Should have gone to Imran" I stood to leave "Blood is thicker than water brother." He scoffed.
"Dad is planning a feast on me." I said to Imran looking into the distance "I heard he slapped you. Abdallah, don't fight with your dad. I know he is a difficult person to deal with, but he is your dad! Allah tests us with our parents sometimes. You know provoking your parents is also provoking Allah right? You want Allah to give you Maryam, then be nice to your parents." He preached and looked away. "Are you disgusted by me? I thought you are in my team" I looked at him "I am not disgusted by you I just don't understand this love thing. Why do people feel like they can't live without some people? I don't understand. You know what Abdallah, just run away with her. I'd help you, we have an old house in Egypt. I'm sure you'd manage." He teased with sleepy eyes. "I'm sorry for troubling you Imran." I looked at him with sad eyes "You are not troubling me, I am just sad that I can't do anything to help you. I can't save you from your dad. I feel so useless, this is the time you need me the most but I can't do anything. I am powerless" he said in a sad voice "You have done everything for me Imran and you are doing. I know you are praying for me and I need that more than forces to fight dad. I am preparing for something very big. I need your du'a and if possible, please accommodate Maryam and Zahra at your grandma's place for the mean time. I am going to put her in trouble." Imran didn't ask what I was going to do, he just looked at me and I could see fear in his eyes.
"Maryam I am going to do something and so many things WILL follow. Please leave your accommodation and live with Imran's grandma for a period of time, you and Zahra. I am not hiding you, I just don't want you to face it alone. Grandma will be there and Imran too. It might be difficult for people to reach you even." I begged her "I heard your dad slapped you. He might throw you out of his house later on. Am I even worth it?" I gave him the look I always give him when we talk about stuff like this "You are worth me losing everything. Except my deen(faith) obviously" he giggled "What is happening to you Abdul, you are losing it all" I gave him a pitiful look "I don't know Maryam, I am just loving you. Perhaps this is what love does to people." He smiled with his a sad face.