Love Untangled - Chapter 150

Benjamin

My grandfather walked in.

“I do not know if I made a mistake.” He uttered as he approached me. I sighed. Not him as well..

“May God be with you grandfather.” I greeted him. “May his Grace be upon you my son.” My grandfather acknowledged me.

“Say whatever it is you came here to say.” I told him. I knew he was going to preach to me, so I might as well embrace it.

“I have send people to equip your yacht.” He told me. “You have equipped my yacht.” I repeated him, unsure of what he was getting at.

“It seems like you are taking Jasmine on your honeymoon.” He said stroking his beard as he came to sit beside me. I stood up, offering him my throne. “No.” He shrugged. “It is yours.”

“But you have to watch your steps in order to keep it.” He said chewing on wood. I sighed and then I realized something.

“How did you know about me wanting to take Jazz?” I asked him suspiciously. “I know everything.” He simply said.

“You are playing a nasty game, my son.” He told me, looking straight forward. I felt awkward, but in a way it was nice that I did not directly have to face him.

“Oh come on… ” I said. “How many wives do you have?” I recorded. I heard a soft laugh escape my grandfathers lips and then he was serious again.

“The difference it… That my first wife agreed to them all.” He said lighthearted. “I hear that you promised Jasmine your complete attention.” He said still sounding indifferent.

“By law… you can keep Saphira, if you like… if Jasmine agrees.” He made a sound with his tongue, signaling that that was never going to happen.

“I don’t want more wives.” I sighed.

“She is something alright… that wife of yours… smart, absolutely gorgeous. I mean look at her… full breasts, a petite frame, round round hips.. arghh..” My grandfather went on.

“Hey!” I warned him. My grandfather simply chuckled. “What?! I am right, aren’t I?!” He said looking at me.

“She seems white as snow, golden hair and son.. those eyes… she hypnotizes everyone with them.” He continues, ignoring my sighs.

“And then that Saphira… nothing special to the eye, if you ask me. Not really that smart either.” He shrugged. “Do not speak about her that way.” I warned him. “She is smart.” I said. “When she puts her mind to it.” I admitted.

“You are being an ignorant prick… risking Jasmine for an ordinary cheap girl like her.” He said.

I stood up. I had no stomach for this. “Where are you going?” My grandfather asked amused. I raised my palms up. “I don’t know.” I said frustrated.

My grandfather slowly got of the Jasmine’s throne and walked up to me. “You listen to me you baboon, if I find Jasmine crying over you, you will be mine.” He warned me. “What is this all about now really?!” I shrugged.

“Son, you should go to your wife and tell her that the two of you are going. I have let the servants pack everything you need. The ambulance will pick you up in 20 minutes. The best doctors will be with you on your trip and I do not want to see you back until that Saphira is gone out of my palace.” He warned me.

“My palace.” I corrected him. “As long as I breathe it is mine.” He said and spat the stick to the ground.

My grandfather put both hands on my face. He needed to reach up, because I was much taller than he was. “Now let me see that I did not make a mistake for choosing you.” He warned me.

“Why did you not just pick Malik?!”  I said frustrated by this whole situation.

My grandfather stroke his beard again. “Because you can be the best sultan this countries ever had, if you grows some balls and become the man that I know you are!” he stated.

“Now go.” He simply said. Ordering me away.

“Oh son..” He mumbled. I turned around on my way to the door. “Start wearing Arabian clothing, you are not an American king, but a Saudi one.” He said eying me.

Had he been spying on me all day?

“Fine.” I agreed.

I went to my wing and put on a thobe. If that was what people wanted to see, then they could have what they wanted.

When I walked into Jasmine’s hospital wing, I saw that her sister was with her. Jasmine saw me and I slight smile appeared on her face. She had still some tubes in her nose for oxygen.

“What are you laughing at.” I said looking down on my wardrobe. Jasmine placed her small hands over her mouth and snorted.

“Brother in-law, what my sister meant to say, is that you look handsome.” Naïma smiled. Jasmine glared at her sister. “What?!” She smiled. “He is family.” She said and winked at me. “I can say that right Ben?!” She said trying to get me on her side.

“We are family.” I agreed. Jasmine eyed me. She could not possibly be jealous of her sister right?! I shook my head at the thought.

“Jazz.. I have come to tell you that you and I will be leaving in…” I said looking at my watch. “Well, ten minutes really.” I said as I came to sit on the edge of her bed. “Why?!” She breathed.

She looked so fragile. “I am taking you on our honeymoon. ” I said as I wanted to kiss her forehead. Realizing where my lips had been, I retrieved.

Jasmine frowned. She caught that. She was always insanely sharp.

“When will you be returning?” Naïma asked. “By the end of the summer.” I answered her. “We can’t go like this..” Jazz whispered, eying the IV.

“My grandfather has arranged the whole thing..” I darkly said with one eye closed.