Her Arabian Prince – Finale Episode 34

HER
ARABIAN
PRINCE

I work for him, he claims I’m his

★(An Arabic romance series)★

©Biba writes ( Do not copy or steal)

Grand finale

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The two lovers stared at each other with affection scarified on their faces.

They both couldn’t believe they fell in love with each other despite all the formalities they shared.

Muleekat couldn’t believe the prince believed in her, all this while she had been thinking that she had lost him forever, all thanks to Nawaz.

Prince Zaid saw the sun in her face even though it was night time..

His heart throbbed with the happiness of finding love again..

‘ I thought​ you.. were-‘

‘Shhsh.. I was sure you were not at fault Muleekat, for the times we have spent, I know that you are a very disciplined and respectful young lady who would never do such a thing, I’m sorry for turning my back on you’ The prince said placing a finger on her pursed lips.

Muleekat could only smile as tears welled slowly down her cheeks.

It was nothing but the terms of joy that filled her troubled heart.

‘I love you so much’ The prince said and Muleekat replied.

 

🥀(Minutes later)🥀

‘. I wonder how life is going to be like with you beside me’ The prince said, his gaze not tearing away from the night sky which was embroidered with shining stars.

‘I’m going to make sure it’s pleasant in every way She replied too, feeling her back on the grass were they both laid.

‘ I am grateful to have you in my life, Thank you for accepting me’ The prince thanked and his lover smiled.

‘We have to convince King father about us, so we can finally get married’ He added and a blush crept into her smiling face.

That evening marked the beginning of their beautiful life together.

💙Prince Zaid💙

‘This is impossible!! I still can’t believe my niece is such kind of person..’ King father panthed angrily.

I showed him the ugly video of ‘My Fiancee’

‘Does the sultan know about his daughter?? How on Earth would such a person raise my grand children!!’ He said exactly what I wanted to hear.

It was all I have been trying to make him understand for a long time.

‘I’m sorry son, I wouldn’t want to get you a bad wife, I just thought that you need the best and..’ He said and I smiled.

‘I totally understand father, you did all this because of the love you have for me, and I am grateful.. Father I have a request to make’

‘Go ahead son, I will grant you every request’ He said full of regret.

‘ I… I have someone in mind, someone in mind I .. want to take as a wife’s. I said feeling shy all of a sudden.

I was not normally a shy person but right now, I felt like a girl who got asked out by her crush in high school.

‘It is your brothers cancelled bride, I know my son, you are in love with her Father said to my own surprise.

I was totally surprised at my father’s notice.

‘ I am your father, I know you well,right from birth, I saw the love in your eyes when you saved her from your brother ‘ He said and I smiled in happiness.

My Abbi has played the role of a mother and a father since my mother passed away while I was still a young teen.

Although he had other wives as a king, he made sure he had time for us.

‘Thank you so much father, you have no idea how happy you have made me.’ I said staring at him with affectionate eyes.

I can say I have the best dad in the world.

I can’t wait to tell Muleekat about our latest progress, this was happiness to out beautiful lives.

💙 Muleekat 💙

🥀( Two years​ later)🥀

I smiled at my reflection as my hands slowly caressed my swollen 7 month belly.

I was now Mrs Muleekat Muhammad Almustapha Zubair.

‘ Ummi, would she hear me when I speak to her??’ Zahra asked placing her ear on my tummy.

‘Oh.. she won’t, but you can tell her what you want,she might I smiled.

‘I want it to be a baby girl!! I will play with her and brush her hair all day’ Zahra screamed happily.

‘Yeah, um Zahra, please give me my hand bag..’ I whispered.

‘ Um.. Ummi are you going to work today’ Nazan blabbered.

‘ Who’s going to work today??’ We heard from behind and I shut my eyes in loss.

‘Who’s going to work today, I hope it’s not my stubborn wife??’ My husband said walking into the room with a wicked smile..

‘B.. But’

‘ I have warned you about going to work, you’ll only stress you and my baby for me’ He said putting his arms around me, a pout formed on my lips.

‘ But I have the strength, I can work-‘

He placed his hands on my lips.
‘You will got to work when you put to bed’ He said putting on a serious face like he was the one carrying the pregnancy.

It was all Nazan’s fault..

‘Fine..’ I pouted.

That’s how the Prince has always been, he wouldn’t even let me pick a stick.

He made sure I took the prescriptions for the pregnancy everyday even though I was a snub for medicine.

Time flies huh??.

Well the Prince and I got married two years ago.

It was the loveliest day of my life.

My Ummi came here along with Alhajj Garba to my wedding.

Things became beautiful after my wedding, the Prince has been as supportive husband​ and guess what?? PZA now belongs to me..

The prince and I opened our partnership company which is also doing well.

I guess you must be asking, where is Nawaz?

Well my brother-in-law now lives in Lebanon with his wife ..

Funny right?? He fell in love with a girl here who healed the heart I broke, guilty though..

Princess Ruqqayah sadly died, she was executed when she was found guilty of lesbianism and ‘rape’.

You see, here in Saudi Arabia, the Constitution is the holy Qur’an and they strictly followed it, so sad for her..

Rasheed is planning to get married and I’m very happy for the loyal servant, he had really been helpful to me my husband.

Yasmin’s engagement was last week and of course I was present even though the Prince was against it.

Iqram flew back to Afghanistan as she graduated from the University.

I still had some years in the University to finish though.

Right now, I can say I am the happiest woman in the world.

When I look back at life, I still believe I was that girl who sold roasted corn by the roadside.

I have never thought of falling in love with an Arab as a Nigerian, let alone an Arabian Prince..

I am proud to say that he is MY ARABIAN PRINCE..

THE END

Phew!!!🤧🤧

Finishing this book is really a phew!!🤧

So..

Now we are through with this book so you can tell me the lessons learnt

Favorite chapter

Favorite character

Worst character

Best moments

Worst. Moment

Okay thank you for being a fan of my works

For those who believed in me and stayed even though I left, I sincerely appreciate

For those who always comment

I still remain, ISYAKU HABIBA ALI

©Biba writes