Every Friday, the sheikh would disappear from the house for exactly three hours, turn off his phone, and forbid even his guards to follow him. The wife was sure that her husband had another woman, so one day she secretly dressed up as his driver and went with him. But she couldn’t even imagine what terrible secret she would learn about her husband 😨
Leyla had been married to Sheikh Karim for seven years already. From the outside, their family seemed ideal. They lived in a huge house, traveled a lot, and almost never quarreled. But a few months earlier, Leyla had noticed one strangeness in her husband’s behavior.
Every Friday, at approximately the same time, Karim would leave the house and return only three hours later. Usually his guards accompanied him everywhere, but on these trips he took only his personal driver with him. Before leaving, the man always turned off his phone. At first Leyla did not attach any significance to this, but soon these disappearances began to worry her. “Where are you going again?” she asked one day. “I have an important meeting.” “Then I’ll come with you.
I have nothing to do anyway.” Karim’s expression immediately changed. “No, Leyla. It’s a business meeting. You have nothing to do there.” The woman did not argue, but it was precisely this conversation that first made her think that her husband was hiding something from her. The next Friday, everything repeated. Karim left at two in the afternoon and returned exactly three hours later.
Then Leyla decided to talk to his driver Amir. She called the man aside and offered him a large sum of money. “Just tell me where you go on Fridays.” Amir immediately refused. “Forgive me, madam, but I cannot tell you.” “I am your mistress.” “I know, but Mr. Karim ordered me not to tell anyone about these trips.” Now Leyla was almost sure that something bad was happening. The next two weeks she tried to find out the truth herself, but unsuccessfully. And then unexpectedly she got lucky. On Friday morning, Amir called and announced that he was sick and would not be able to come to work. Karim ordered to find another driver. When Leyla heard this, a crazy plan came to her mind. She found a men’s driver’s suit, hid her hair under a cap, glued on a fake mustache and slightly changed her makeup. Then she put on dark glasses and went out into the courtyard.
A few minutes later Karim appeared from the house. Leyla opened the back door of the car for him and tried not to look her husband straight in the eyes. Karim calmly walked past her and sat on the back seat. He did not recognize his own wife. Leyla closed the door, sat behind the wheel and started the car. Her heart beat so strongly that it seemed to her that her husband would hear it even from the back seat. “Go to our usual address,” said Karim. Leyla froze. She absolutely did not know where to go. For a few seconds the car continued to stand in place. “What are you waiting for?” Karim asked in surprise. “Forgive me, sir… They didn’t give me the exact address.” Karim looked at the new driver through the rearview mirror.
“Didn’t Amir explain anything to you?” “No. He only said that today I had to replace him.” The man sighed with displeasure, and then gave the address. Leyla entered it into the navigator and set off. The woman couldn’t even imagine what terrible secret she would learn about her own husband as soon as they arrived at this address. 😳🤔 The continuation of the story can be found in the first comment 👇👇
The further they drove, the more she was surprised. It was not an expensive restaurant and not a hotel, as she had expected. They left the rich district and arrived in a quiet part of the city, where ordinary small houses stood. Finally the navigator announced that they had arrived. “Stop here,” ordered Karim. Leyla parked in front of a small house. Karim got out of the car and headed toward the gate. And then the door of the house swung open.
A boy of about six ran out into the street. Seeing Karim, the child joyfully rushed toward him. “Papa!” Leyla felt her hands go cold. Karim crouched down and hugged the boy tightly, and a few seconds later an elderly woman came out of the house. But the worst thing Leyla noticed only now. The boy was incredibly similar to Karim. The same dark eyes, the same hair and even the same facial expression. Leyla sat behind the wheel and could not move.
All these months she had suspected a mistress, but the truth turned out to be much more terrible. Her husband had a child. A few minutes later Karim entered the house together with the boy. Leyla got out of the car and carefully approached the window. In the room the boy was showing Karim his school drawings, and the elderly woman was setting the table. There was no young woman beside them. And then Leyla heard words after which she finally understood what was happening.
“He asks every day when papa will come again,” said the elderly woman. Karim sighed heavily. “I cannot come more often. Leyla knows nothing about him.” The woman looked at the boy. “But how much longer are you going to hide your own son from your wife?” Leyla’s legs trembled. For seven years she had been sure that she knew the man she lived with.
But all this time Karim had a son who lived together with his grandmother, and every Friday the husband secretly came to him for a few hours. And now the only thing Leyla had left to find out was: who was the mother of this child and why Karim had hidden his existence for so many years.
