Drunk

I wish I could stop loving her, I wish I could take my eyes off her.

Every time I see her in front of me my heart dances with joy at seeing her and beats madly.

Yes, I loved her and allowed my heart to love her. I know that everything I do is wrong, but it is not in my hands. Her love has penetrated deep into me, and I cannot see another woman.

Although she is the wife of my son, and although she may become the mother of my grandchildren in the future, despite the situationons and the resistance I got from her, despite my betrayal of my wife with my mind and heart, despite my betrayal of my only son and my firstborn, although I may ruin his life and joy for him, despite I gave up my principles, morals and my orientalism, despite everything and anything I will still love her, I will still love her, I will still smell her..

I don't care about anyone, I don't care about society, and I don't care about other people, all I care about is that pure and innocent rose, that woman who made me like a ring on her finger out of nothing, everything I adore with her, her eyes, her face, her lips, her body, her hair, her heart, her mind, her innocence, her naivety, everything in her and anything in her that I am. Obsessed with...

I know that my words are madness, and I know that what I have done is a grave mistake, and that what I say is madness in itself, and I know that it is impossible for me to reach her, but I cannot stop loving her for one moment.

Perhaps you consider my words not only madness, but obsession, addiction, or love I do not know, but what I know is that I will continue to love her even if she is not mine, even if I will not be able to get her, even if it is not permissible for her to become my responsibility, but I will live and die, and I will not announce my separation from never love her...

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It's three in the morning...

He did not sleep.. He could not sleep and his eyes did not close.. He does not know why he is now feeling a state of oppression.. Annoyance.. Jealousy.. Rage.. He feels as if a mountain is closing in on his chest.. He wants to see her.. He does not want them to be together. No, no, he won't be fine if he keeps on thinking this.. He'll never be fine.

He looked to the other side to see his wife sleeping deeply next to him.. he resented and sighed in exasperation to get up violently and descend to the bottom to resort to his only recourse, which is drinking..

An hour and two hours until Ziad's wife, Salma, woke up to the sound of a crash from below that made her startle with fear.. She got up immediately to put on the robe of the long sleep shirt she was wearing, to go down immediately to see what was happening.. She was very scared, especially when she did not see Ziad next to her, she thought it had happened to him. She immediately went down to the stairs to see Ziyad sitting on the sofa with glass scattered around him.. She approached him quickly and said in a low and melodious voice:

My love, what happened?

He looked at her coldly, putting his hands on his head and closing his eyes tightly.. She furrowed her eyebrows lightly and she was afraid for him to say:

..Are you sick Ziad, answer me what is wrong with you, dear, what should I do for you?

The idea flashed in his head and he tried hard to hide his malicious smile to create pain and said:

Oh, Salma, my head hurts so badly, and I feel horribly dizzy.

She swallowed her saliva in fear, and said anxiously:

Baby, don't worry, I'll call the doctor so he can come and check you.

She wanted to get up and hold her hand.

Oh wait, any doctor will come at this time, call Zain to come and he will give me medicine and see what's wrong, oh please hurry up, my head is unbearable...

She moved her head affirmatively to get up immediately and call her son, who was on a hiking trip with his girlfriend and his fiancée Shahd in the country house.. They decided to spend a nice day there, so they have been there since yesterday.. They set out at nine in the evening and decided to come back the next day in the evening, but Ziad did not like the idea at all and stayed all night in a state of oppression and jealousy.. He hates the proximity of Zain to Shahd. He hates their association.. He hates the idea that she will become his daughter-in-law after a few days.. He hates their crazy love for each other.. He hates everything about their relationship and loves her. He loves her and neither He can imagine her with his only son..

He knows very well how much Zain fears for his father and how keen he is for his health, so that malicious idea flashed in his head in order for him to come immediately and ruin their wonderful picnic..

A few seconds later, Salma came to him and put her hand on his shoulder and said:

Oh baby, I called Zain. He was sleeping and he rose up quickly and told me that he was coming immediately. He testified.

Ziyad rubbed his forehead with his fingers while he closed his eyes to say with lying fatigue:

Oh, it's so good that it's coming. I feel like my head is going to explode, Salma.

She furrowed her eyebrows sadly.

I wish the pain was in me and not in you, my soul..

Bohn smiled as he grabbed her hand and kissed it.

My love, come on, I can help you to go up to the room, and Zayn will come right away.

He moved his head positively to hold his hand and got up with her and pretended to be tired and walked slowly with her until she brought him to the room and she helped him to lie on the bed and covered him well and then went down to pick up the shattered glass from the floor..

While our dangerous hero, as soon as his wife came out of the room, laughed maliciously and sighed comfortably, waiting for his son and his little sweetheart, as he calls her..

Half an hour later...

Zain arrived at the house, accompanied by Shahd, to go with lightning speed to his father's room and enter him to see him lying on the bed and looking at things weak and tired.. He approached his father to look at him anxiously and says:

Daddy, tell me what happened.

He didn't answer him with anything.. Salma answered him, saying with concern:

Son, I don't know what's wrong. He told me that his head hurts so badly that he feels dizzy.

He wiped his father's head to tell him anxiously:

Don't worry dad, I'll give you a sedative injection and you'll rest on it, God willing..

Ziad Bohn says:

Oh my son, my head hurts so much, I can't even get up, every time I get up I feel dizzy and my eyes are blurry..

Zayn spoke anxiously.

Well, Dad, you're all right, don't worry.

Zain said to Shahd and his mother:

I went out so I could give him the injection.

Shahd approached her uncle, smiled at him in confusion, and said in her soft voice, which Ziyad loved:

Your health, uncle.

Ziyad spoke to himself:

May God grant you, my beloved, Ziyad's heart and soul.

He moved his head to her, to get Salma out and witnessed from the room while Zain was preparing the syringe to say:

Come on, Dad, the syringe is ready.

Ziyad sighed tiredly, turning around and saying to himself:

My love, I'll take an injection and nothing hurts ooof..

He gave him the injection and ended up saying Zain:

Oh, you will sleep and rest, dad, and you will wake up with full energy, and the pain will go away, God willing.

Ziyad muttered:

Thank you son ahh..

Making pain, Zin furrowed his eyebrows anxiously and said:

Your safety, my father, your safety.

Seconds, Ziad Bohen and tired spoke:

Oh son, I'm sorry I cut you off from your walk, you and your fiancée with my illness don't blame me..

Zain smiled lightly and grabbed his father's hand and kissed it to say:

You do not have to, Mr. Ziad, the important thing is that you are in the best condition.

He smiled at his son gratefully, and of course weakened, and he did not move in the vein of remorse for his actions towards his son.. Zain got up to get out, but Ziyad's voice stopped him, saying quickly:

Son, are you going back to the country house?

He looked at his father in astonishment, then smiled.

No, father, we will not leave you and go to be happy and be happy while you are sick here..

Ziad Bohan smiled at him to get Zain out of the room and sigh strongly and close his eyes while smiling victoriously..

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Four o'clock in the evening

He was sitting in the hall while sipping from his cup quietly and coldly.. He learned from his wife that Zain and Shahd had gone out shopping because they were preparing for their wedding, which was only a few days left.. Of course Zain left three hours ago and Ziyad was still asleep and he was reassured about his father and then went out He and his fiancée.. This means that perhaps the date of his coming from the market is near. He witnessed..

Well, I will tell you about an important matter for Mr. Ziad, which is that he drinks a lot.. He is really addicted to drinking and he cannot pass a day without drinking and enjoying this deadly poison as his wife tells him.. Salma tried a lot to prevent him from drinking, but all her attempts failed. Failed.. Whenever I talked to him about this issue, they ended up screaming and angry before him..

He does not know why he becomes in a state of oppression whenever Zain meets Shahd.. He cannot think for a moment that his son will marry Shahd and live a quiet life.. He, and to be honest, Ziyad tried a lot to fail in their plans and their marriage fails, of course without knowing that Ziyad is behind the misfortunes that befall them. .. But despite all that, they are holding on to each other and they can never separate, no matter what problems they face.. Well, Mr. Ziyad knew Shahd before she became his son's fiancée, and he had been deeply in love with her for a long time and he intended to marry her secretly to his wife, but Zain's decision to be associated with Shahd made Ziad was in a state of oppression and malice in his heart.. Ziad objected a lot to him getting engaged to her and for his son to take her as his wife, but Zain's insistence on her prevented that.. He did not leave a story except that he made her with this girl from poor to his feeling that she was impolite until he felt that she was incomplete and unsuitable for his son But all this did not affect Zain..

Of course, Zain was advising him and talking to him calmly, as if he was the father who wanted his son's interest.. And every time he brought out a flaw in the girl, his son corrected him and gave him the excuse and found a solution for him quickly..

Shahd was and still is Zain's life dream.. Zamalek was his only love.. his innocent love.. love of childhood and innocence.. they were in the same school and they also lived in the same neighborhood.. they grew up together and their love with them grew.. Shahd always came and played with Zain. Or Zayn goes and plays with her..

When Shahd became an adult girl and became more beautiful than before, here Ziyad noticed her and started wishing for him and imagining her always next to him.. From here his great love for her began.. his love for her..

Yes, Shahd noticed Ziyad's reactions, and they were very strange, but she did not think for a moment that he would hurt her because she considers him exactly like her father and respects him very much.

A whole hour passed until Zain came back with Shahd..He saluted his father and then his mother among us. Ziyad. As soon as he saw Shahd, he gave her a frightening look..A look that carried anger, rage and jealousy.. She did not know what was wrong and did not dare to ask him. Basically, she does not talk to him much and avoids Always looking at him or talking to him..because lately she has begun to marvel at his behavior and looks and examine him more than he was years ago..