  She chuckled lightly, &quot;What if they're for you? Will you do something to stop them from coming down?&quot; She wished she would be able to stare right into his face, but there was a barrier of the car he was inside and she could barely point out the expression on his face. Just that his voice sounded so low. 
  &quot;I wish I could do just what Na'im is doing to Maryam, so I could console you, Princess. I'm sorry that I can't.&quot; Slowly, Saima turned and looked at them. Na'im was holding her so close that he was whispering sweet nothings into her ears. He hugged her tightly and kissed the top of her forehead. &quot;There, exactly what I would have done to you if I was able.&quot;
  She broke into the tears she had been trying to stop herself from, &quot;Then stop saying you will when we both know that you can't do it.&quot; Hafiz watched her cried as bitterly as she felt the pa

  She felt as her heart moved, watching him worked diligently, pulling the malnourished girls down from the trunk as their hunger stricken bodies slumped on the floor as they tried to sigh out of the relief of being saved. And then she saw her, nearly unconscious as Na'im lifted her from the truck and he was about to land her where he placed the other girls when Maryam screamed, her tears bursting out of her in such a high speed and she didn't care that he had warned her this time, she didn't care that it might not be safe for her, for the baby, for them at all. 
  Weren't they in the barrack? They would certainly be saved. She ran, feeling as if her heart was on her heels as she yelled out Intisar's name. But it seemed she was the only one that thought she was calling her sister's name, because no one seemed to care. &quot;Intee!&quot; She managed to scream and they all turned their eye

  &quot;Come on, Gimbiya, maybe I should get you married then, right?&quot; She rolled her eyes and went back to the kitchen, still fuming. 
  &quot;To who? I don't have a boyfriend and I'm more interested in having my degree first. No, but thank you.&quot; She called out from the kitchen while Na'im made Maryam sat down on the dining chair. 
  &quot;You should rest a bit, Hoor. It isn't good to be on your feet all day long.&quot; She smiled at him before he stared at the warmers they had on the dining table, &quot;But this is too much for just us.&quot;
  &quot;It's not for just us, Yarima, we're inviting your soldier friends over and Falaq is coming back today. Maybe she's already at the airport, so we're going to dine together.&quot;
  He made an O expression and smiled at her, &quot;And here I thought you're having a date in my chamber. I was just about to go and report it to Alan Gu

She chuckled lightly, &quot;What if they're for you? Will you do something to stop them from coming down?&quot; She wished she would be able to stare right into his face, but there was a barrier of the car he was inside and she could barely point out the expression on his face. Just that his voice sounded so low. 
  &quot;I wish I could do just what Na'im is doing to Maryam, so I could console you, Princess. I'm sorry that I can't.&quot; Slowly, Saima turned and looked at them. Na'im was holding her so close that he was whispering sweet nothings into her ears. He hugged her tightly and kissed the top of her forehead. &quot;There, exactly what I would have done to you if I was able.&quot;
  She broke into the tears she had been trying to stop herself from, &quot;Then stop saying you will when we both know that you can't do it.&quot; Hafiz watched her cried as bitterly as she felt the pain in her heart. She wiped at her tears countless times before she was able to stop them from cascad

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