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Chapter 2- Sounding the Inner Riot

Back as the Khait's residence, the twins Atsu and Idogbe were studying or at least people think they were. Wati is out for a drink at the veranda and Nubit is in her room posing with her cell phone with a heavy amount of make up and her cyan cocktail dress. Samara Khait, their mother was reading upon psychology books as she is in her final year of her PHD. Finally Badru Khait is busy with speeches and keeping an update on the latest news on the current uprising protests.

As Luanne walked in discreetly hoping no one had caught her missing dinner of even cutting close. "Luanne, could you make dinner?" Samara called out. Luanne rolled her eyes, to her relief none of them had dinner and it was already 7pm.

" Sure, so you guys were waiting on me the whole time, mom?" Luanne asked as she climbed up the marbled staircase.

"No, just finishing my thesis and Annabelle our maid is on sick leave." Samara came out of her study room.

"Traditional Kushari and Qatayef… sound great?" Luanne asked

"I think you can read my mind my darling." Samara thumbs up to her daughter.

"Awesome, I'll cook right away…" Luanne sprinted to the kitchen and turned on the kitchen television. She dressed her checkered apron and started to raid in the fridge for ingredients.

"This is going to be a long dinner," she whispered to herself. The radio was blurring at the background as she started cooking. She added the precise spices from her memory to her Kushari and enough sauce. The news caught her set attention on the radio as she finished of her Kushari and placed it on a serving pot.

"…There are approximately 70,000 people in who have join in Alexandria protesting against the marshal law. What seemed to be a friendly protest has cause a riot up at the North East. There are at least 154 severe casualties. In actual fact the militants were amongst the protesting civilians. Grenades were set off and just as the President Moyez's speech was broadcasted. The area is sealed as the uproar began.

'"…We will end human trafficking; create a prosperous utopia if many of us agree. Regardless of our race, religion, and ethics. All if needed is a surface governing of our people in democracy. We shall end corruption in this country of Egypt."' As this speech had taken place some militants demanded the assassination of the President himself…."

Luanne turned it off. She hated how the people do not understand what the president intend for his people. The government is doing their best for the people but the people are refusing the solution… or maybe there is more to the government itself. Advocating without knowledge may be a dangerous path but she knows enough. There is no conspiring society in the world, why would there be?

Then she sets up the table and dinner was ready. Luanne rang the meal bell that their family invented. It beats calling for everyone scattered in the mansion. Wati lazily came with his Duel Monsters deck in his hand and a bottle of beer in the other hand. "Lu, I was gonna go out and hit the road but wouldn't hurt to spend some time with my baby sister." He seemed tipsy and lazily lounged on his seat."

"Yeah definitely a night for dueling my bro… haha" she sarcastically said. "Like I want to spent time with a drunk brother." She whispered.

As she walked over, Nubit came and saw what was served. "Oh splendid, more carbs to add to my butt. I'm bailing." Nubit said

"Fine starve, see if I care you stick insects" Luanne retorted back.

"Bitch, you know nothing about modeling and let alone you're not fit to be a model's sister." Nubit was angry.

"At least I don't lie around with boys and impale my reputation as the Vice President's daughter!" Luanne trying to match her voice to the high level.

"Can I eat now?" Wati nonchalantly said.

"Go ahead Wati…" Luanne said, but Nubit snapped "No!" at the same time.

Then the twin boys came to join the feud as one of the came and picked the bowls to start eating. The other did he same until one climbed up the chair nearby and poured some Kushari on Nubit's head. The boys started laughing as Nubit did not know at first until she felt something and Luanne watched with shock. Idogbe winked at Luanne which cause a short burst of laughter, but then she stopped to see Nubit about to slap her.

"What's going on?" Badru said and Samara walked in as well. Nubit was furious and screamed with rage and stomped off.

"Wati, why didn't you intervene when your sisters are fighting?" Samara asked.

Wati just shrugged. "I'm out". He left and started the car.

"Idogbe, you're grounded for doing that to your sister". Badru said to one of the twin.

"She didn't want to eat… she said it was too fatty for her…" And the other twin went back to his room.

Luanne's POV

Irony… irony is the world is a mess, my family is a mess and I am stuffed. What seemed to be a possible 7-member dinner became a 4-member dinner. I know this much, I want answers to peace, not why we exist of the purpose of life. It's true I don't sympathize Wati and Nubit but a part of me wanted to help wash Nubit's hair after Kushari was poured on her or stop Wati in his track and take him to see the movies. I sat down with the remainder of the family eating the meal that evidently mocks RIOT.

Then dad caught my attention, "Luanne darling tomorrow there is a public meeting."

"Uh huh, is everyone attending?" Stupid question…

"Of course, I want all my family to represent me" Dad was serious when he said everyone. My dad may not know every strategy of debate but his confidence is strong and he is stern. Our family kind of resembles the Ottoman Empire. I love the Turks!

After dinner was finished, Atsu volunteered to do the dishes. I was in my room just staring at the mirror. My once well-groomed high bun was now let down. My fuzzy brunette hair created a frame around my face up to my shoulders. My nose is almost like Pinocchio's; no it's just sharp. I have uncommon pearly eyes. So let's says it's light grey, which runs in our family. Naturally tanned, even if I hate catching the rays, it runs in the ethnic group and a high cheekbone. I have round blue-framed glasses and no one to my surprise have made fun of me, no I lied many laughed at my 'Harry Potter' cross Hermione Granger' look. I act my part so really my outward gawkiness compliments my inner wits.

Public meetings are always early especially if it's the second conference, which means I have to nestle in my bed. The general public gets to have their say in a particular situation or question the authorities. I didn't even get time to practice Duel Monsters online and another day to miss school with legitimate reasons. Hmm I wonder if I could use those two cards that man gave me. Maybe politics does have esoteric societies; perhaps he is one of them. This calls for investigation…Odiah… he didn't even specify what help he wants from me. I… am so… tired… I shall brush my teeth, wash my face and call it a night.

End POV

El Obour- 2nd Conference Public Meeting, Alexandria

Luanne was in her opal business dress revealing her symmetrical collarbone and a neat high bun. Approximately 893 people were present for the live hearing on the cause of an ongoing riot. The issues and agenda were listed: The Civilians' Rights to Diplomacy; The United Nations Act of the Human Rights; Anti-Religious discrimination and Supreme Council of the Armed Force's Executive Legislative Law. Luanne sat next to her mom, and the rest of the family in the front row.

"Mom, I think these agendas were covered before. This hearing is almost pointless." Luanne whispered to Samara.

"I guess the general public could examine those agendas closer. Once you finish your report, there will be an intermission so we can take a break at the park or something."

"That is if dad still has something to discuss to the general public. Some of these people are from the first conference." Luanne looked around.

"I wouldn't have come if your father hadn't refuse do the laundry yesterday. I have to do a bit of nagging in how he presents himself. On the plus side, I get a little break from my research." Samara chuckled.

Wati and Nubit were particularly looking at their phones rather than showing their support. They were out of it. Luanne rolled her eyes. The twins were having a nap in their chairs that was fine for now.

From afar, Luanne turned around and spotted Odiah and three other people who seemed to be his entourage. All four men were dressed in fine suits. Luanne then turned back to see her father next to the President. As the meeting commenced, Luanne had her laptop turned on and typing the reports.

During intermission, there was the announcement of a smaller hearing where the people could openly ask the politicians questions in the afternoon. Luanne was out of the building hoping to catch some fresh air but only caught the aridity of the air. Odiah was standing next to a limousine talking to a passenger she couldn't quite make out who it is because of the tinted reflection on the glass window.

"Odiah!" She sprinted whilst holding her brief case towards the vehicle.

"Miss Khait, pleasure to see you again" Odiah sounded hesitant but smiled.

"I think I believe in the secret society stuff but you need to tell me about it. Also thanks for the cards. Not that I'll use it but-"

"Lulu, We're going in!" Samara motioned for her to walk with her.

"I'll see you inside okay?" Luanne chuckled awkwardly turning her heels towards her mom.

When the audiences were assembling, Odiah now was inside as well in the back row. Luanne was not to been seen this time as the hearing is more intimate. Any exposure of the politician's personal life can be a potential weakness, especially family.

"Now we shall commence our hearing, your question or discussion per turn shall be 10 minutes with each member of the parliament. Any longer, the court will dismiss the question. There will be ushers holding microphones for the audiences. Respect towards the members of the parliament is crucial; any misconduct of language will be regarded as an offense to the Court of Egypt." The Chairperson announced.

A hand was raised and a lady stood, "Sir Khait, you mentioned earlier that you wished to look further to the US legislative law. Their Democracy is a model for many countries that struggle to keep the economy at bay. How could it be if the US is struggling themselves during the financial crisis?"

"Excellent point, I think our economy is the result of Egypt's move towards a non-democratic society. Our financial crisis, not the US is the absence of our practice of our so-called 'democracy'. We are a nation with different ethnic groups as well as religious and our views. Our country is predominantly Islamist; Coptic Christians and other minorities. We believe as Secularists we also share the view on democracy as they do. Islamists also strive for peace but like holding a family name, they hold fast to the Quran. I'm merely stating that our nation can identify the peace similar to the US is we follow democracy. Now our Economy overall have been quite difficult to manage as of late. Since constant riots may have seen to be the cause, I do not solely blame the civilians for voicing out their opinion in the government's conduct. Our treasurer, have clearly stated the International Monetary Fund has reached liquidation. Tourists are declining and we have an unemployment rate of 10%. These figures recently presented is not a scare tactic but we a prospect of resolution." Badru answered.

"Thank you sir." The lady sat down.

"I am a Muslim, I definitely agree with you that we are aiming for democracy to it's full potential. I'm thankful that you have address the mutual relationship to be as one. I also like to make a point that the opposing party; which is the Islamists. Now more about the Brotherhood, I think religion and politics may serve better if separated. As a result of the recent riot, the UN and the US government are helping us so to speak. Human Rights are being questioned as a result. The Islamist Brotherhood deserves Human Rights, the Coptic Christians deserve Human Rights and Minorities deserve Human Rights. Can we share the Human Rights without hindering each other beliefs system?" A young man with black hair stood up.

"Humans Rights is a declaration for mankind to conduct their own rights. It may be a sound of unity but to a degree another separation. Frankly Humans Right I part of the solution but it is up to the people to decide. Fortunately we are under the UNDP that has Human Rights as one of their main agendas." President Moyez spoke.

Everything seems to be going smoothly and Luanne trusts her Father to deliver great answers to the people's confusion if they had one. Paparazzi were not present in this hearing. Until…


A.N 1: Political Shenanigans... This chapter is dedicated to Egypt 2013. Discard the differences and love one another. It breaks my heart to see this beautiful country in a mess. Whether you're in Secularist group or Islamist, find the common grounds. Life is too short for war and corruption. I may only see the news in the surface but remember the blessings of the Nile the the ages. I'll continue to pray y'all!

A.N 2: My mistake, Samara is also an English name. Luanne and Samara are beautiful names. Secret Society stuff is always on the internet so it would be interesting to put a spin on the story. Luanne is only half opening her eyes.

A.N 3: Sorry if the story is not flowing quite yet. Have been going through work issues as well as being sick.

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