translation: page 17 from al-Saqitah الساقطة، ترجمة من صفحة ١٧

All of her plans to reduce her weight would fail, except the love that created in her soul the appetite of beauty and enjoyment, none of those around her understood the secret of the explosion of her withered beauty, the sparkling in her eyes, her chest that regained its pride and looked proudly upwards, it did not matter to her to know to what extent he loved her, but she was afraid to embarrass him with questions to discover that he did not love her, but uses her as a sedative amongst the hell of his situation, the material needs of his family humiliated him, she found herself concerned with his kids buying them presents, she looked the other way that he did not get her one present, she was in need to justify for him so she could continue in the game of love, she is blinding herself on purpose from hearing the voice of reason so she could comply with the needs of her heart, she has to live the last happiness and to taste it insatiably before she falls into the void of old age, how much she needs to feel the trembles and heat of the flesh, and to listen to the roar of ecstasy in the blood. She did not forget the astonished look he had in his eyes when he discovered that she is a virgin, she heard his voice without him saying even one word: