the party

The party

I tried to reach  for the bowl  that I just bought . all that papers and cartoon giving me hard time to uncover the clear shiny glass that was surrounding with golden sparkles.

"try to concentrate sara , you have to surprise everyone "  spoke to myself .

I start to combine the sugar and the rice to stir , with the stirring memory starts to flow .

"this is the best rice pudding I have ever eat" salah said

He was astonished to find that hidden part of myself that claims I know how to cook especially  the rice pudding .

Well, we have been together for five years , 2 love birds one is the beautiful calm Sara but the poverty eats the remaining youth marks in her face and the other is the classy Mr. Salah how come from the richest descends in the country which money gives him the extra charm needed for  his look.

I began to add the eggs , of course there is an egg or two in my secret recipe .

i bit it again and again .

I snuffed as before and wiped my hand in to my cloth , it has been long time since I was able to do such a disgusting behavior , Salah is not here anyway  to see that.

Years had passed before I realize what is going on , my hunger to success and money and his hunger to raise his social position to a new level .

we  had been lying , deceiving others for years in order to upgrade our wealth but we never tried to cheat .

this painful memory comes back to my mind as I was putting the vanilla essences in the pan .

this time I was sure  her perfume stick with  his jacket  and his red eyes because of the wine exposed the truth .

" NO.. not the cheating , I'd rather kill someone than sleep  with anyone but you Salah , why did you do such a thing ?"

"After that party we are gonna have a little discussion" I told myself .

I looked at the bowl and I began to put the cinnamon in the pan with two drops of deadly poison .

I loved Salah and I still loves him ,everyone in the party have to know how much I did love him and how is that small party is made after his honor for the newest project he had opened , I love him.

I know that all of our friends didn't like rice pudding except him and I cannot eat the pudding because I am trying to lose weight .

The bell rings and I rushed to the door to open , the delivery boy gives me the order and run cheerfully down the stairs .

The time was running that  I did not have time to cook all the food so I secretly manage to order the rest of it .

By the end of the party the one will eat from the pudding will suffer from painful diarrhea and vomiting  until he passed away so I did decrease the amount so to begin the symptoms after the party is over .

I do still loves Salah , I wish he had stopped before I discover that relationship.

I put the rice pudding in the oven and get to lie on the coach , listen to Wagner.

The black dress I bought yesterday will be suitable , it is so expensive with its little black sparkly diamonds on the  back. I love to look fashionable when I am sad ,it is my thing.







The night came and I was stressed .

everything have to be in its place and all the decorations will achieve the final look on the face of the others .

I got in to my white  silk dress and put on little but charming peach makeup.

I looked gorgeous.

Salah tend to wear his divine black suit . he smiled at me and I looked to the mirror and smiled .

People started to come one by one .

Nola the American teacher who we met three months ago in the conference held in continental hotel  .

Saied our oldest friend from the collage and his wife Mai .

Dara my friend from work and Samir Salah's partner .

Nola was depressed because she had to dump her boyfriend yesterday she was drinking like hell.

Dara was looking around in disdain , what a boring party !

She must have said that . she looked at Saied and winked her eye .

We asked the group to join us to the dinner table . Salah looked at me and kissed my hand , I smiled to his cheerful eyes .

The dinner was so good , the lamb meat was tender with such a touch of rosemary  gives the whole piece a marvelous smile .

All of the guests left the dinner room in order to sit in the reception where we can take our dessert .i sat on the chair's arm beside my husband.

" we all gather tonight to celebrate the opening of Salah's new mall ,thanks  for being in my life baby , I love u "

I gazed in to his eyes .

Then I said " now we come to the dessert and I have a little secret , I did run out of time so all our dinner today was delivered  from the best restaurant  in the country and now for the dessert .... enjoy "

I put a dish full of rice pudding in Salah's hand and said " this is from me .... With love "

" I cannot my dear you know I am suffering from lactose in tolerance ... so no milk in public " he whispered .

He offered Dara his plate and she accept it .

She eats all of it with pleasure .

The night passed with laugh and joy until  Said and his wife asked to leave as it was getting late .

Dara asked to leave and her face wasn't look so good . she was tired as it seemed .

Everyone started to leave after the three and the party was over.

Salah looked to my eyes ,holding my hands and said " you were the most beautiful woman in the party "

I was blushing and happy .

" I love you Salah and no other woman will take you from me . on one ever "

I got to the kitchen to put down the plates. I kept the receipt of what I have ordered  with me but I have to get rid of the patisserie budding I have bought earlier .

I looked to the photo one last time before I burnt it .

"I told you salah no one will take you from me "



1-20 -2015