Mariam El Hafi Novels & Stories

I murmured. “Speak of the devil.” Detective baker frowned. I looked in the direction of where he was looking and saw a woman in a suit walking toward us. She had a friendly smile painted on her face, but I had a feeling we wouldn’t be the best of friends. “Detective Baker, long time no see,” she beamed. “I prefer it that way,” detective Baker grumbled. He still hadn’t returned her smile. So they must have some kind of history there. She looked at me. “You must be Marina Davis,” she said. “I am Special Agent Danna Halman. You can call me Danna or agent Danna.”

"Do you know me?" Cornelia nodded furiously, her full-tooth smile getting wider. "Of course! You're Abdullah Saleh's wife!" as soon as Maryam heard that, she shushed at her putting her index finger over her lips. "You're too loud!" she half-shouted, half-whispered at her. Cornelia quickly covered her mouth and shot her an embarrassed look. "Sorry,". Maryam looked at her assuringly and shook her head. "It's okay. But how did you know that I'm married to Abdullah Saleh?" she asked her, worry lacing her voice.

We both are each other's guiding light. THIRD PERSON'S POV Maria's reverie of thoughts were broken by her phone which was ringing. "Salam appi. How are you ?" A smile automatically came to her face when she saw Aamina's name flashing on the screen of her phone. She was the only one Maria had contacted after leaving. "Walaikum assalam. I am good. Infact I am very happy." Her happiness could be detected from her voice and she knew her appi was smiling at the other end.

Faria said as I entered the room. Faria is the first woman I met; she is tall, with long red hair and green eyes; I don’t dare open my mouth about her physique. “Can we help you somehow?” Sarah said. Sarah is the third, she is tall, but she comes up to my shoulders, blond hair and brown eyes, an expert in contortions. “Or do you want me to make you a hot bath?” Sabiha said. On the other hand, Sabiha is the second, short but with curvy breasts, black eyes, and hair, is wrapped in an aura of sadness.

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

She reached for her hand mirror and called for Margarette. “How are you? Did you get the dusts?” “Margarette, we need to talk. I want the truth. I want the whole story of Lenriad. Also, I have to tell you another thing.” Ellaine opened the leaf and stared at the beautiful face of a sleeping angel with golden hair.

She has also a reserved personality just like her brother but sometimes she can be sweeter depending on her mood. Faiz Al Marwan Husband of Zoya. He is a 40-year-old politician with a very cunning and manipulative personality. He is a very tough man for the people but a caring person for his family. Fatima Alam A 58-year-old woman who is working in Zayed's house for many years. She is the one who takes care of Zayed's household. She has a very special place in Zayed and Zoya's life. She is a very caring person just like a mother.

ANISHA rolled on the white sheets making a noise of annoyance and lifted her head from the pink fluffy pillows lazily to answer Mariam who was standing before her bed with her hands resting on her hips. Mariam is the butler of this house since years back. The only woman Anisha respect in this world because she hasn't left her alone unlike her dear family. She was always stood by her side and take care of her like her own child. Yet Mariam never crossed her line beyond the butler because Anisha doesn’t like people who flows over emotions upon her. She wants to stay away from all these fake feelings and bonds whatever they call. She is carefree, unbothered and rich spoilt brat like what people

0 said and continue talking about things. Wow, this is Hilary's point of view when I am talking to her? Am I always this loud and I am telling a story? "Settle, please be sitted in your assigned seats." our professor said. She is Miss Ricafronte, she's our teacher in Calculus. She doesn't give high grades at all unless you gave her high scores on the quizzes, discussion, and assignments. So basically, what you give is what she encodes.

she says with a light voice stretching her hand to Laura for a handshake. Laura scans around the house as she takes in the nicely designed duplex “Is Dr. Hakeem home? And Amir?” “Yes Doc is home but I guess you’ll have to wait a little since Amir and his mum aren’t back yet. You can have your seat while I get my uncle for you.” “Thank you very much. Mariam” she says, putting her bags down. “Can I get you anything?” “Water will be fine. Please, hold on. Can you tell me the name of Amir’s former tutor?”