Lover

At Hismael' house

Nimia: You have an appointment tomorrow.

Hismael: Stop talking about work and sit down.

Nimia: But-

Hismael: Sit down first.

Nimia: (Sits down* You are doing too much.

Hismael: How do you know?

Nimia: When my friend was pregnant but her fiancée wasn't on her back all day.

Hismael: Too bad I am not your boyfriend.

Nimia: (Shouts* Mael.

Hismael: What? I am RiGhT here.

Nimia: Can you stop, I am not a child.

Hismael: Child? Then, little girl stay here, I am going to cook.

Nimia: Are you kidding me right now?

Hismael: see you. * goes to the kitchen)

Nimia: I will be the one cooking you one day.

Hismael: love you, bestie.

Nimia: I can't hear you!

Hismael: Love you!

Nimia: Still can't?

Hismael: I love you!!

Nimia: I know you do. ( But you'reso annoying. )

Some time later

Niama was sitting on the couch in the living room. There was a small table in front of her. Hismael came in and put the food on the dining table.

Hismael: Dinner is ready. (putting the food on the table*

Nimia: (about to stand up* Coming.

Hismael: No, let me come to you.

Nimia: (Sits down* Mael.

Hismael: I didn't know you liked my name that much. (Serving her food*

Nimia: Me either.

*Nimia is 7 month pregnant*.

The next day

Paparazzi: We have juicy news for you today: The company Abrick's CEO has been caught in the car with his assistant driving to his house. It has also been recorded that she didn't leave his apartment last night. Her pregnancy preventsus from assumingany further. Did they get together after their sudden break up? Did they realize their feelings for each other? Did Ms. Zora move on already?

Nimia: (pause the TV* You see what you have done?

Hismael: I can't even have a private life, it is not my fault.

Nimia: So what do we do now?

Hismael: I will start by driving you back

Nimia: You DUMB? They are literally down stairs.

Hismael: Then what should we do?

Nimia: You go down there.

Hismael: No way I will be doing this.

Nimia: Then, fine I will go.

Hismael: Hm. (point at her belly*

Nimia: Then you go.

Hismael: I said no way.

Nimia: You're scared.

Hismael: What?

Nimia: You. Are. Scared.

Some time later Samantha pack her car at hismael apartment's parking. She got out of the car. She was wearing high heels, a cute dress, with a gucci bag in her hand. Charming the Journalistwith her cat walk, go up to Hismael's apartment.

Samantha: Make some way, please.

Samantha: (Goes up to hismael doorstep and knocks the door*

In the appartement

Nimia: They know your address?!

Hismael: No… . I think.

Nimia: Then, go open the door.

Hismael: ( walks straight to the door* I am opening the door.

Then Hismael opened the door.

Samantha: Hi.

Hismael: I believe this is the wrong house.

Nimia: Who is it?

Samantha: The girl you were talking to on the phone.

Hismael: oh so you are Samantha?

Samantha: yes.

Nimia: We don't talk about work at home.

Samantha: And you are?

Hismael: She is my-

Nimia: Lover

Hismael: (stunned*

Samantha: Lover?

Hismael: (Even I didn't know that.)

Nimia: Yes.

Hismael: Yeah, she is. (She can even read my mind?!!)

Samantha: (Shocked* What? Didn't you just break up?

Hismael: Can you call me later?

Nimia: Call?

Hismael: I mean go to my office on monday.

Samantha: (Leaves*

Hismael: Lover!!!

Nimia: Duhh, what did you wanted me to say?

Hismael: You could have just SHUT UP.