There is nothing to benefit me in living with you!

There is nothing to benefit me in living with you!" "Then why did you marry me? Why did you attract me to yourself?" "Oh, what a rascal you are!" Fitnah exclaimed. Hamid said, "Never mind! I know what attracted you to me! It is my wealth, which you adore. And you have beauty, which I love. I like to live free of limits and you do also, hence we match each other." "Have you finished?" Fitnah sighed. "No, I have not seen you for ages.

At night you attend parties and during the day you visit friends and shops. You forget you have a house and a husband! Why don't we have a child?" Fitnah became impatient and cried, "Please leave me alone. I am sick and tired. I must sleep!" "Then you won't even have lunch with me?" "No, go away", she said. Hamid asked, "What if I go and never return to you?" Fitnah was about to say: Go, I don't care, but she controlled her feelings. He is her golden goose! Can she give him up?

She does not love him. She despises him and thinks of him as being a worthless creature, but for his wealth; even his indecency is nothing to her. In fact, she has encouraged him to adopt her loose way of living so that she can live free of restrictions. His great wealth, luxurious house and magnificent car are too precious for her to risk losing. She smiled and said quietly "You know dear, life is dull without you, but I have this headache.

Otherwise, I would have been happy to join you." "I wish you were not so beautiful. Then you would see how I could treat you and make you feel less proud! Surely, you now think, 'I wish you were not so rich'. Had I been poor, I would not have been your prey!" "Oh, Hamid, you do me an injustice by these words. I love no one but you.” "Thanks a lot. Yet you insist on turning me out." "I always love to have you near me, but now I need to rest." "This is your usual way," Hamid said, leaving the room.

"Sweet words but stingy deeds. I am leaving you, so be at ease." He left the room, displeased. Fitnah imagined for a moment that she might lose him, but she dismissed such an idea, since she was sure of her own beauty. She said to herself, 'Oh, it is nothing important. As soon as I smile at him, he will come quickly.

Now I must think about Ahmad, who never cared for my beauty and called me a foolish, deviated girl.' She lay on her bed, thinking of only one thing: revenge on Ahmad and his belief, which blocked her way to his heart. No, she must engineer a revenge through her cousin.