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My Love Story…Love in Oman…part 9

This was where we were..The Golden Tulip Seeb Hotel

The Muscat Golden Tulip Seeb was a medium sized 4 star hotel with swimming pool. I was very happy to see that on the way going to the room. Our room was in the 4th floor and a porter helped us showing our room. As I have said that I was very happy seeing a bowl of fresh fruit.

I told her to change so she went to the bathroom to change ..I sat down on the King Sized bed. All of a sudden she asked me to give her a towel from her Suitcase. I did not realize why she would want a towel as there were many towels in the bathroom. I was also thinking why she even asked me when she could easily come back and took it.

‘So I hesitantly opened her small carry on suitcase and gave her the towel through a small opening of the bathroom door. She came back few minutes later and before even I asked she explained that the bathtub faucet was on and the moment she turned on to washes her feet. The water from the overhead faucet opened up and water game gushing through the faucet. She got totally wet as she could not shut off the overhead faucet…I started to laugh. And she told me..” I will laugh next time when you had this happen to you..”

I changed my shirt pant to more comfortable Pajama. Gave her an apple. She took the apple and peeled using the small knife the hotel placed it along with the fruits. I was looking at her ..It seemed that she peeled apple all her life. She gave me few slices. I told her to have some..

I was thinking so many things. The more I was looking at her the more I was thinking what a nice girl she was. Her husband was a lucky man to have her then again my wife also was a very good looking human being..

I told her to call her home as I would have to let my parents and my wife known that I was stuck in Oman. I also asked her to call her family and her husband…I bought a calling card from the checkout area ..First I made a call to my wife and parents. Explaining the situation and not to worry about me as I was more than 500 miles away from Baghdad. And I was safe and sound..

She called her parents and spoke few minutes and told them to call her husband and let her know. I asked her to call her husband but she told me that she really did not know his number as she never had to call him . He was the one to call her every time…

Anyway what do you do when a young male and a young female stuck in a foreign country for god know how many days..? I told her that we would go to the restaurant around 2 pm. and it was only 11 a.m.


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