A Short Story: The Story Of Omnia's Death

She sat next to the window and silently watched the rising sun that glowed with astonishing charm while she waited for her father who had been away for three days. A Few minutes later, Mr. Sait had arrived and Omnia, who patiently waited for his arrival, ran towards him with enthusiasm to hug him. Joy and pleasure spread over the house covering each corner and drawing the smiles on every face. Nevertheless, their laughter did not last more than twenty hours as Mr. Sait was found dead when Omnia and her mother woke up in the morning. Omnia was very shocked by the dreadful and unexpected incident.

Additionally, Mr. Sait was a very polite, kind, and respectful person; his heart was as clear as a pearl and he was known as the most generous man in his family. Nevertheless, everybody wondered about the reason of the sudden and upsetting murder as Mr. Sait never had enemies. However, Marley, who was Mr. Sait’s driver, was not shocked to hear about Mr. Sait’s murder although he looked absolutely and unquestionably scared.

Soon Omnia noticed that something unusual was going on; somebody sobbed uncontrollably and continuously for fifteen minutes every night. However, Omnia observed that the noise had gradually disappeared when Lamha, Mrs. Samia’s fourteen-year-old niece, came to stay at Mr. Sait’s house for a few days. Mrs. Samia treated Lamha with a sympathetic and magnanimous heart; Mrs. Samia treated her better than her real daughter. During dinner time, all the main dishes, appetizers and drinks on the table were Lamha’s favourite.

“Mother, why did you not make a salad? It is my most preferred appetizer,” said Omnia shyly, smiling at her mother’s face.

“Lamha is allergic to salads!” replied Mrs. Samia ludi...

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...the other pair of the missing earring. At that time she only understood that her mother was the one who murdered her father. The fact that her mother killed her father was unbearable and tough for Omnia to believe, but she had noticeable and sufficient clues to prove that she was wrong about her mother’s innocence. Omnia expected Mrs. Samia to be in Lamha’s room; she ran towards Lamha’s room to question her mother about the terrible crime.

“Mother, is it true that the very merciful person was killed by the very merciless person? And it is actually you,” cried Omnia.

“Yes, it is true. I would do anything to protect my daughter!” said Mrs. Samia as she held Lamha’s hand.

“Why? Mother why would you do that? Father would never hurt me,” said Omnia.

“Sorry! I meant to protect Lamha because she is my one and only daughter,” said Mrs. Samia coldly and heartlessly.