Tangled

I was all alone in the suite with Mohammed, our first night as officially newly weds. I did not know what I had to do, he stayed quite for a long time and did not speak much. I went to the washroom to freshen up and remove (lighten the makeup, could not remove it from the first day). I wore my silk night gown that I got as a gift from his family, shockingly he was sitting on his blackberry in the living room.

Mohammed: If you want to sleep, sleep! Because tomorrow we have to get up early the plane is at 12PM and we have to go to the airport by 9AM.
Me: Its okay, let's sit and talk?
Mohammed: What do you want to talk about...
Me: Anything.
Mohammed: Latifa go sleep, it is better so you won't be tired tomorrow.

I sat there and just wanted to cry, he seemed as if he had no interest in talking to me or anything in that matter. After a few minutes he got up, he changed, and he went to bed. While I was sitting there, he didn't even tell me if I was coming to bed.

After that I was sleep deprived, I did not know what to do and what made him so cold towards me. What was wrong with him now and what did he want to teach me.

Hours passed and morning came, I went took a shower and changed for the airport. He woke up and he went to dress up as well.

Me: Mohammed is everything alright, you don't seem happy?
Mohammed: Was tired yesterday, sorry! Are you excited for Maldives?! *smiles*
Me: Can't wait, always wanted to go there.

He seemed to be in a better mood than yesterday and he kept talking on all the activities he had planned for us during our stay; but my mind was still not with him. I wanted to ask him how he knew Rashed or in what way was Rashed related to him, but I didn't want to make it obvious that I cared.

As we were in the First class lounge at the airport, this girl came to Mohammed and started talking to him. After a while he realized he didn't introduce us, "Amal, this is Latifa my wife. Latifa, this is Amal an old friend". He had the guts to tell me she was an old friend?! the least he could do was say she works with him... I shook her hand and gave her the "I don't care smile" even though I never had that attitude. I was jealous that he had a good time talking to her and not me.

We boarded the plane and as soon as we sat in our seats, he started with:

Mohammed: "Were you shocked to see Rashed yesterday?"
Me: Oh ya I didn't notice him, I didn't see him for a long time after we stopped designing.  He is related to you?
Mohammed: He is my step-brother.

My heart stopped, what was he saying! How didn't I know that they were half brothers, was this even possible. All these thoughts kept rushing through my head and I had no idea on how to defend myself anymore, I wanted to tell him the truth but I realized I was on my way to my honeymoon.

Me: Oh I never knew you had a step-brother.
Mohammed: His mother was my dad's first wife but she passed away when he was a baby, so my dad got married to my mother. He doesn't spend much time with us, he is usually in London. We had a small fight that is why when I saw you with him, neither of us said hi to each other.
Me: Oh I see, he didn't mention also that you were his brother.
Mohammed: Ya we were having a small fight, but now it's okay. By the way he was telling my dad about a girl he met in London and he wanted to marry her, some girl who was from Abu Dhabi apparently do you know her?
Me: No we only spoke business.

Was this really happening, the guy who had my heart was my husband's step brother. What was going on, what did I do to get all this drama.

The plane departed and me and Mohammed were on our way to our honeymoon, while I was tangled in some complicated drama.