I... Sharon... The Nanny... *4B*

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Days have past since I last wrote. It is hard not seeing my family but I have no choice I mean these people are my family too. And yes they have not failed to satisfy my needs Mr. Fahad the children's uncle has promised me a week visit after our stay in Divonne.

Yes, as you know now we are in Divonne vacationing like every year. We would always go with Mrs. Huda Mrs. Haya's best friend. She had Othman Suleiman's best friend, '3zlan two years younger, and Hamad the youngest he was 5 years old. They were only three siblings.

"Sharon! Yalla we will go bicycling to the lake uncle Fahad said you need to come with us" Suleiman said.

"Ok.. Ill change lama, do you have the bikes ready outside or do you want me to tell Jacque?"

"tell Jacque please"

"ok", so I call Jacque and tell him to have the bikes ready.


We got ready and went on a ride with all the children including Mrs. Huda's children. We arrived at the usual spot at lake Geneva, the children running around and playing; while Suleiman and '3zlan would sit in a corner and just chat. He loved her since he was 6 but never admitted it. Mrs. Haya and I used to tease him but his regular response would be, "she's 3ithmanos sister akeed bag3ad wiyaha".

They sat quietly, until she broke the silence "hey" she said while nudging him.

"hi"

"shfeek?"

"mafene"

"well the normal Suleiman would talk about our memories"

"I cant keep on living memories"

"You are not; we are just remembering them"

"and look where it got my mother"

"it'll only take her time you know"

"its been a year nothing has changed! She still wears black! She's not the only one who lost him!"

"Slaiman hathe omik 3aib tikalam chithe"

"asef.. Ill go home a7san" he said in a disappointed voice as he got up and left.

He left her sitting all alone; as she zoned out trying to think of a way to make him feel better.

After an hour or so we had returned home and ate lunch. Suleiman stayed in his room or with his uncle. After his conversation with '3zlan he would get annoyed at anything.

Three days have passed; and still the same thing from Suleiman he wouldn't come with us to the lake. '3zlan would sit alone turning left and right wondering if he would show up. So that day I decided to go and talk to her. I was carrying lama with me, as she played with her doll.

"Hello there" I said.

"heyy"

"waiting for someone?"

"no... well maybe"

"like Suleiman?"

"yeah"

"he just has a lot in his hands right now"

"3aib chithe igool 3an uma no matter what"

"hes only thirteen"

"and I'm only eleven!"

"Well technically you are older 5 years than your age sooo... That makes you 16!"

"ee bas still its Suleiman mo 3thmano"

"he's is a boy no matter what; so get up and play with the others he wont come"

"is he gunna be like that the whole trip?"

"Not if you talk to him"

"why me?"

"Ask him"

"ok"

We went back home again, they had a BBQ gathering with family friends that night. And as always Suleiman ended up sitting alone in a corner with his plate full; not eating a thing. '3izlan saw him and headed towards him.

"hey" she said.

"hi"

"busy?"

"la"

"are you ok?"

He smiled, "eeh im fine"

"3ayal laish mayeet ilyoum; I had to play with the little ones"

"hahaha little ones include 3ithman?"

"yup! So Sharon said technically I am older than you; inta boy fa mo smart"

"hahahaha thiqa! Ana smarter than you; Sharon ga9a 3alaich"

"im sorry 7ag last time" she had a weak smile on her face

His mood changed, "la its ok"

"im always here ok?"

"ok", he replied

They hugged and continued chatting.

The vacation was over. The children started a new year without both of their parents. Two years have passed. Mrs. Haya decided to get married to a family friend. She didn't love him, but he was spending on the children. And that did not affect the children. She didn't wear black anymore. Yet, she didn't see her children ever. She got her social life back and kept the family life as it is. Suleiman is now 15, in high school grade ten. The twins were 12 years old one year to go and they'll get to be teenagers. '3azi became 8 years old just last month. He is now in 3rd grade. And lama just started kg 1, since she's only 4 years old.

Suleiman and '3zlan grew closer. He would defend her in school; walk her out to the door; buy her random gifts. It was a cliché movie right in front of my eyes, they were the cutest.

Anyways Ill comeback to you later on. I got to go pick up Lama.