Thura knocks on the door and walks into my room, complaining about seeing me still in a robe.
- Bianca, I can’t believe you have not yet dressed, forgot that we go downtown to adjust your wedding dress?
I put on a yellow dress with short sleeves and wedge my white sandals with thin strips. I improvise a ponytail, apply a lip gloss and am ready to go out with Thura. And here we go, adjust my wedding dress!! The car stopped in front of a luxury boutique in the commercial street of Manama, we descended and as soon as we entered the shop, an elegant brunette comes to greet us, Thura introduces me to the woman and she extends her hand, all smiling.
- Good afternoon Bianca, I'm Adhira Markun, our store resells some dresses from Elie Saab, Thurayya passed me your measurements, let's see if you need to make any new adjustments?
We enter the shop, Thura sits on a chair while I get on my knickers and bra to try the dress. Adhira asks me to put on the dress, looks at my hips and the almost imperceptible swelling in my lower belly, reviews the measurements noted for days, but says nothing. She takes new measures and gives an embarrassed smile to Thurayya, saying:
-I'll leave a few inches, until next week.
Thura says nothing, just nods and when Adhira goes out to get the veil, she approaches, looks at my hips and plays with me.
-Your hips are more rounded, and if you look right in, you can see a little scarf right here. Thura points my lower belly, and continues to tease me, smiling. You're going to be a beauty of a pregnant woman, with broad hips, if the baby looks like Nahan, it's going to be very big, I remember when ...
Thura stuck to what she meant to say, at last she continued:
-When I got pregnant withJafar, he was born too big, the men in the family are all big boys, get ready to give birth to a baby, Bianca. You will look even more beautiful when your belly begins to grow.
Adhira came back with the veil and Thura looked like she had distant thoughts, smiling absently, as I spoke to her. We then went to Dr. Zahra's clinic to get some exams, and as soon as the receptionist came looking for my name on the system, a woman came toward us, walking slowly with Dr. Najla, the gynaecologist who prescribed me the contraceptives. The brunette woman talks absently to the doctor and wipes her face, as if she were crying, when she turns to me, I see that it is Sapphira. What is she doing here and why is she crying like that?
She embraces Dr. Najla and I hear the doctor tell her cautiously as she walks her to the front desk.
- You need to calm Sapphire, this stress is not doing you good, and do not forget to take your medications, we need to stabilize your high blood pressure, I'll wait for you next week at the same time.
Sapphira looks at me and lowers her head, looking away, approaches Thura and greets her.
Thura answers her dryly:
- Are you ok, girl?
Sapphira replies ashamed:
- I'm good , good afternoon, Bianca.
I compliment her quietly and she asks the receptionist to schedule the same appointment with Dr. Najla.
I got the result from the receptionist and I got curious about the clinic, thinking about what Saphira's health problem would be.
QATAR- Capital Doha - THE NORTHWEST OF BAHRAIN
QUEEN ANTÔNIA HASSAN
Ah! My lady of the navigators, give me patience, this boy is getting more and more stubborn, he can only be like Hafiq, I'm not stubborn like that, or am I?
-Owww, look at the little plane, open your mouth, Seth.
And the cheeky squeezes his lips, refusing the baby food, the little chair is all rolled up and he hits his plump little hand on the plate and shakes it, and a little more potato falls around the edges. I try a few more times my makeshift airplane until finally, I get him to accept five spoonful, phew! Seeing my suffering in vain, Alimah hands me Layla and picks up the spoon from my hand, speaks a few words in Arabic with Seth, playing with him and what does the little rascal do? Opens a mouth of those and take the little potato Alimah gives him. So, you mean it's like this now? He decided to annoy me, what about Hafiq? Seth opened his mouth, and his two teeth twinkled white as he slapped the chair.
Ah! Seth, those little green eyes, that naughty face, you had to look so much like your father? I think of my crazy Saharan dog and the phone rings, I look at the whole display gladly, but I see that it is not Hafiq, I recognize the number of Bahrain and pick up promptly.
- Hello, Nahan?
- Hi, Antonia, how are you? Am I disturbing? It's just that I needed to talk to you.
Bianca? Did something happen to her? I ask worried.
-No, you can talk, Nahan, it's okay, did anything happen to Bianca?
Nahan takes a moment to respond and finally reassures me.
-Bianca is fine, but it's about her, I mean, it's about both of us, I'd like to invite you to our wedding, next week, you'd make me very honoured if you were by our side at that time.
Damn it!!! Ah! How beautiful, my friend is getting married.
-I'm going to go, yes, I also need to talk to you about the progress of Youssef's investigations into the attack on your family, we have news, but it is necessary that this conversation to be in person.
Nahan is curious, but decides to wait to get the partial report next week and rejoices at the confirmation of my going to his wedding.
-Be careful with your safety, I'll tell you the same thing I said to Brenda, the contradictions in the previous investigations take the focus of King Karim, I start working on the hypothesis that the perpetrator of this crime is a leftist. In Bahrain, you will be my guests, you will be very welcome, Antonia.
I did not think twice, I'm going to my friend's wedding and, God willing, through Youssef's investigations, which have advanced a lot, we will stop this horrible climate between Qatar and Bahrain.
-I'm going to the wedding, Nahan, but I'd like to take my people. That's the least I can do, for lying to my husband. If Hafiq knows I've been in Bahrain without my bodyguards, my situation is going to get even worse. I believe in you, I know you would never betray my trust, I'll get in touch with Brenda and we'll go together, until next week, Nahan.
As soon as I finish talking to Nahan, I call Malika, my sister-in-law, and ask if she can help Alimah take care of the children, no matter how much Nahan commits himself to my safety, I still do not want to expose my children to any risk. Malika as always was very understanding, I explained what is happening and she promised me not to tell Hafiq. Then I spoke to Brenda and we were ready to get to Bahrain on the eve of Bianca's wedding.
-Habibi, I've already arrived with Kaled, where are you?
Hafiq was in the playground with Kaled, but it took forever to come back with my little boy. He opens the door to the suite and tosses his shoes into the corner of the room, stripping off his suit, pacing from one side to the other without finding me. I see him through the crack in the closet door and shrink more so he does not find me soon. I love to play these games with Hafiq, he runs around the room, he goes into the bathroom and comes toward the closet, as soon as he opens the door I shout and he shivers.
- Buuuu.
Hafiq pulls me by the legs and throws me to the ground, I fight him to escape the tickles and it is useless. He widens the green eyes I love so much, raises his hands, snarls and makes the claw! The damn claw that almost makes me piss in my pants with so much laughter.
-So, you were hiding, were you habibi? Now you will suffer the consequences, "the claw will strike again, be prepared to beg for forgiveness, you naughty lioness."
I scream and struggle to escape the ticklishness, but Hafiq is relentless, he rides on my hips and attacks me without pain, I cry from so much laughter and beg him to stop.
-Hafiq, stop it, what the hell! I'm going to pee, fucking crazy man.
He stops the tickles and hooks between my thighs, pulling me through the hair for a kiss that soaks the bottom of my panties in minutes.
- Hmmm, what a tasty kiss!
Hafiq's soft mouth comes down the n
eckline of my dress and heads south, he pulls my panties aside and plunges his mouth into my starved pussy, sucking my wet flesh mercilessly, I grab the rug And I squeeze my eyes to feel the orgasm that intensifies and gets closer and closer.
- Ah! Suck me like that, habibi, I'm going to cum.
Hafiq concentrates the movements of his tongue on my clit and grabs my hips to maintain his attack, upon seeing me arch my back. I bury my fingers in his hair and bring his face against my sex, feeling the vagina convulse in an overwhelming orgasm.
Hafiq slips his underwear up to his knees and he's in a hurry, still holding on to my panties, fits his cock in my entrance and penetrates me hard, pumping the dick inside me at an insane pace.
-Sweetheart, look what you do to me, you drive me crazy.
I shake my hips, desperate, trying to withstand the pleasure that goes through my guts and I scream the name of my male, shattering me in a thousand pieces, enjoyment warms me the walls of my vagina like a burning fire, Hafiq squeezes the lips on mine and pours all over me, digging his nails into my buttocks.
He remains inside me, not hurrying to leave and I want him here too, here is his place, stuck, pierced in my body, in my soul. After we make love later in bed and relax exhausted and sweaty in our sheets, I look away and my heart tightens, knowing that I am omitting the truth from my husband, the father of my children, the man I love.
-Sweetheart, I'm going to have to travel with Brenda.
Hafiq continues to play with the curls of my hair.
- Is It? Where do you two go? What are you up to this time, huh?
Me? Up to? Why does he always think I'm doing some shit? I'd rather not think about the answer to the question I ask myself.
-We’ll go to Egypt, Brenda and I'll buy some pieces for the gallery, we're going next week, on Thursday, we'll be three days in Cairo, I've already talked to Malika and she's going to help Alimah look after the children.
Hafiq is silent, he does not like me to travel alone, he always comes with a conversation that is not safe, that I may be the victim of an attack, but one of these days when he had more wine, said that he is jealous of me traveling alone, because he knows that when I'm away from him, I do everything he does not like: I wear bikinis, necklines, I go to the bar, and that he gets angry because he's not around to scare men that approach me, off.
-What can I do, habibi? Even if I say I do not want you to go, I know you're going the same way, so I just want you to go with the security guards.
-Youssef and Thomas will take care of our security, it's only three days, my love, I'll be back in a little while.
Hafiq's mouth slid softly into mine, he held my face so that I would face him and filled my heart with joy, as he said one more of his pearls.
-You better come back soon, or I'll get you, I can’t live without you, my jaguar, simple as that.
That simple? Nothing is simple in dealing with my perverted sheikh, he gives me so much love that it is impossible to stay away from him, Hafiq is part of me, just as I am all his.
BAHRAIN
BIANCA
I'm getting ready to receive Raja and Imad for dinner, I finished taking a long, relaxing bath, Nahan complains about the time I'm taking, but he has to understand that we girls need more time to clean up, I don’t have the charm this man has, is not so easy to be presentable. For him everything looks good, just throws a suit on top of that perfect body and that's it, it's done. I don’t, phew! I need more time to get cleaned up, especially now that I've looked at everything that I have to dress and I do not think anything's fitting my body.
I yell from the bathroom for Nahan to bring my Victoria secret moisturizing cream and he can’t find the damn pot, so I remember it's in my bag and ask I him to get it for me.
- Nahan, the cream is in my bag, get it for me, please.
- Wait a minute, I'll get it.
I wrap a towel in my damp hair and turn on the dryer to try to curl that damp hair. Where is this man with my cream?
I open the bathroom door and Nahan is kneeling on the floor, holding a paper in his hands. He raises his face and looks at me, his face is washed with tears, Nahan sobs in sobs and my eyes are also shallow with water, what happened, my God?
He points the paper at me, and my purse is open on the bed, quickly I understand what has happened, my plans have fallen to the ground, but deep down, God knows what he does, I can no longer deny the truth.
- I opened the bag to get your cream and I saw this paper with your name, it's a pregnancy test. What is written here is true, I say, is it really true? Are you pregnant, halawi?
I nod as I can no longer restrain my crying and approach slowly, Nahan crawls on the floor and grabs my waist, his face is buried in my belly, his tears of joy wet my skin and I bury my fingers between the hair of my love, of my king. The man who kidnapped me for revenge and presented me with a love that I never thought could even exist for real.
Nahan kisses my belly compulsively, kisses and more kisses, arms around my waist, how to deny such a joy to this man so wounded, so hurt by life?
-I discovered it some time ago, but I chose not to tell you because of the moment your government is going through. We will need to be discreet, Nahan, if your enemies or the people know that I am pregnant, they will not welcome me, they will think I got pregnant to marry the king.
Nahan denies, shaking his head, visibly shaken after the discovery of my pregnancy.
-No, no, what a blow? Who would be the madman who would say that? If someone defames my queen like that, I'll throw them into the dungeon to feed the rats. No way, our son is a blessing of Allah, I can’t speak, set for you how I feel, I'm so happy that I'm afraid my heart will not endure so much happiness. Allah! My lord, I'm going to be a father, I'll have the chance to see my seed prosper, grow in your womb, a son, I'm going to have a child ... God, I don’t know, if I'm going to take so much happiness. We'll throw a party, two days of partying, two not! Three days of partying for the whole Bahrain, all Bahrain will be celebrating. The blessing of Allah landed on my roof, 'am sawt farigh, Bianca (You are an angel in my life, Bianca).
- Still love, I beg you, don’t tell anyone, please keep it a secret, can you?
Nahan laughs like a fool, rubbing his beard by doing it on my belly like a sly cat.
- I will try, I promise I will try, but the party I will not give up, next week we will have two days of celebration before our wedding, nobody needs to know anything, we will tell everyone that the prolonged party is because of the wedding.
Nahan continues to speak as if he were a parrot who was shocked.
- Are you alright? Are you sure our baby is well? I go to the doctors' offices. If you do not like the doctor here, we can bring one from England or Saudi Arabia. Halawi, you're making me the happiest man in the world.
I begin to laugh, my God, this man is an exaggeration, he has freaked out, Nahan sits on the bed and I go to the closet, looking for clothes that I can wear. He gets up and looks at the closet, speaking:
-We'll have to buy new clothes, these clothes are all tight on the waist, they can tighten our baby.
-Nahan, you promised me you'll be discreet.
Nahan kisses her fingers like a brat.
- I promise, King's word.
Thura knocks on the door and Nahan opens the door, hugging her with all his strength.
-My Thura, I could not be happier, Bianca is going to give me a son, I'm going to be a father.
Thura closes the door quickly and looks at me with fear, I complain to Nahan.
-Shhh, what did you just promise me? Is it possible, I can’t believe you couldn’t keep it a secret?
Nahan does not answer, goes to the door of the room humming an Arab song and sends a kiss for me and for Thura. I hear him shout for Jafar while he still closes the door.
-Jafar, you unbearable person, where are you when I want to talk to you? I have a secret to tell you.
Thura looks at me and shakes her head, ah! My God! Nah
an keep it secret? I think I'm asking too much of him, this is going to be a difficult task.
CHAPTER 26
NAHAN
I walk through the corridors of my cold palace feeling my feet off the ground, I scream for Jafar and find him nowhere.
I need to tell him this little secret, my heart overflowing with joy, for a long time I didn’t know how was to be happy again.
Jafar leaves his office and I open my arms, wrapping him in a strong grip, he retains his body like a stick, but then wraps my shoulders in surprise:
-What happened so good, the thousand virgins of paradise came to meet you?
- No, you idiot.
Even if it was a million, none of them would make me happier than my halawi.
-Then why are you so happy?
Suspending his arms and shouting from my lungs:
-I'm going to be a father, Jafar.
Jafar pulls my arms down and pushes me into his office, locking the door.
Jafar, you spoil pleasures.
-Speak lower Nahan, did you forget how Bianca came to stay here? She was not on vacation, as you seem to forget, we kidnapped her, this would already be a full plate for our opponents were it not for the fact that you later took her as your queen. The last thing we need now is our enemies and the most traditionalist wing of the government censoring your marriage to Bianca. Be cautious Nahan, explain to Bianca that for now it is best to keep this pregnancy a secret. After you get married and the people begin to get used to the cultural differences between the two of you, then you announce the pregnancy of your queen to the whole Bahrain.
Even though Jafar is a party wrecker, he and Bianca are sure to insist on keeping the pregnancy confidential.
Now I think Jafar will have to duplicate the security scheme for Bianca, I will not give my enemies the chance to shatter me like they did years ago. If I had been more cautious about Ishna and Amira, if I had not worked so hard, I would have been at their side when all that misery happened. They will not take away my happiness again, I will not allow anyone to snatch my halawi and my baby from my arms.
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