The incessant knock on the front door woke Genie up the next morning.
Scrubbing her face with her palm, grumbling and swearing,she walked into the small, claustrophobic bathroom and splashed some water on her face
Then she walked slowly and reluctantly to the door . “Why t
"Some guy left you an envelope, Genie", Clarissa said as Genie walked into the club the next evening."Who?", Genie asked her.
“I’m still not interested “, Genie told him, arms folded.“It’s a six months contract, you can back out after that”, Malik assured her
“Hi”, Genie said as she arrived at the airstrip the next day“Hey, you’re ready?”, Malik asked her
Genie stood in front of the Sheik, wondering where to begin from.Was she supposed to say, hi? Or a hello? Malik had led her in and walked away. A little heads up from him would have been so much helpful.She watched the Sheik sign some documents an
Genie walked out of the house, hoping to familiarize herself with the surroundings.Malik had gone for an early meeting. She had met him in the kitchen, when she went to get an early morning snack but they hadn't said much of an hello to each other.The conversation between them all week had been cold too. It mostly consisted of a mumble "hi" and a hurried "welcome"
Genie puttered around the house, trying to find something to make the time go quickly. She itched to do something, get involved in something.She would have to bring up the subject when Malik, if Malik came home.She had napped and woken up several times in the past seven hours.There was nothing for her to do but to walk around, noting several things she had seen over and over again.She had called her brother, had a summary about his welfare.Malik had come through on his word, paying the tuition for the whole duration of his fellowship.She stood at the middle of the l
Genie woke up to the sound of loud ringing in her head, a solid weight behind her and something poking into her back.Looking over her shoulder, she saw that her left leg was thrown over a very much awake Malik."How's the head?",he asked her."Terrible. I wanna die", she croaked. The ringing in her ears seemed to become louder and louder by the moment."Always like this after a night of cocktail?",he smirked.Genie slapped her hand to
Malik walked into a cafe that smelt of spices and hot confectionery.Answering the customary greetings- every one bowed a little whenever they saw him, he walked to a table where two sofas were.Sitting on one of the was Sa'mirah, who was drinking from a teacup.When she sighted him, she dropped the cup and frowned."Abdulmalik, what brings you here?", she asked him, her tone cold."What did you tell my father?", Malik asked her without preambles."Nothing important. I went to have a talk with the Sheik as always", Sa'mirah replied him, meeting his gaze hotly."I take it that you told my father that Genie threatened to kill you? That you told him you would kill yourself first before she tries it?""I did not tell the Sheik those words",she said, refusing to meet his gaze anymore.Malik leaned forward, his elbows resting heavily on the table."I know, Sa'mirah, that you told