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«What is he doing here?». The question repeated itself in Samanta's head over and over. «What does he want?».“Are you okay?”Her friend's voice woke her from her thoughts.“Yes” Samanta shook her head trying to clear it up. “Please, help me put this back on.”“Isn't it hot underneath all that?”“It is, but I have to wear it. It's my theme and one of the conditions they let me do this here” she paused to breathe. “I wish I could just run away.”“I have an idea” said Charlotte. “Is that your speech?” Sam nodded. “Give me that” she commanded and Sam obeyed, confused. “Take that thing off.”

The minute Sam heard her friend say: “I have an idea”, she knew something crazy had come to her mind. Charlotte had the craziest ideas, and most of the time, her plans led up to a huge mess. Like the time they tried to prank their Greek teacher for giving them a low grade on their end of course project. Charlotte put glue on the blackboard eraser, so, when the teacher took it, it would get stuck in her hand. However, the teacher sent one of her students to do that job and, to make things worse, the girl was allergic to the glue's compounds, which caused her a horrific allergic reaction. In sight of the events, Charlotte and Samanta could not bear the guilt and confessed their mischief, earning them a one week suspension.She knew this could be no exception. As soon as Charlotte left the room wearing the burka and with Sam's speech in her hands, Samanta had a hunch. Aháva was holding her hand, looking at her with fear, which confirmed it. The crazy plan would not work. As soon as they

Amir looked again at the woman on the podium, offering the launching speech of the first Annual Islamic Encounter and he knew that was not his wife. Knowing he was being cheated made him angry, and he felt even worse when he started jumping to conclusions regarding his wife's whereabouts. Never had he ever felt so jealous, territorial, knowing a certain man was lurking around put him on edge.Mr. Abdel Halim, president of the board of the museum was watching closely at the woman speaking. He had no idea what was going on and Amir wouldn't be the one to break it to him, so he waited until Charlotte was done reading the paper sheets in her hands and got off the stage.Amir walked up to her in long strides, grabbing her by the arm.“Where is Samanta?” he asked.Charlie shrugged and denied with her head.He let out a cuss word in Arabic and without another word, he went out looking for his wife. Charlotte followed, with Carlos behind them.

“What the hell is that prick up to?” Charlie was pacing back and forth.“Who was that man, auntie Charlie?” Asked Aháva. This was way over her poor little head.“He's your daddy” said Carlos by inertia. Charlotte turned and glared at him. "Oh my god! She didn't know?”Aháva felt her little heart started pounding and she felt a huge need to cry. It could not be true. That was not her daddy. No way.“Here they are, sweetie” Amir told Sam where her friends and family were.Samanta ran to Aháva and held her like there was no tomorrow.“Mommy?” Aháva whispered“Yes, love?”“Is that true?”“Is what true, love?”“That man… Mr. Dominik…” the girl let go of her mother and took one step back. “Is he my father?” Samanta froze hearing those words. She did not know what to do. She did not know what to say.“I am your daddy, honey” Amir approached Aháva, but the girl took another step back. “Baby? What's wrong? It's me, daddy.”“Mommy? Be honest, please.”Samanta nodded.»I need to go home” said th

Two days went by since the nasty encounter with Dominik, and Samanta could not manage to focus on her things. Amir got so annoying with his jealousy attacks, because she admitted she loved him and she should not fear the return of a ghost from the past.The mood among the Mobareks was tense.Amir got very distant to his wife and Samanta used any excuse she could to be away from home while her husband was there.They shared their bed at night, but they had no choice.Aháva isolated herself in her room the whole weekend. She was in her room this morning, upset at her parents for hiding the truth from her. She grew up thinking Amir was her father, and she loved him like he was. She loved her dad very much. Thinking of that other man made her sad. She had never met him in her life and suddenly he comes up saying she's his daughter? She was very confused.Her bedroom door opened. It was her mother, who found her child sitting by the window with a notebook in her hands. Her diary. At least,