…Cairo stories – Layla
Layla | New Cairo Maid
We all have our shares in life, God willing…
You got dealt yours. I got mine. My sisters theirs…
God willing… My husband. My children…
Everyone gets their share…
But you got to make it what you can…
My share…
Iʼve been married three times! I married at eighteen, but I wish I waited till thirty.
My husband, heʼs good man. He treat me well, but the other two…
They were after my money, can you believe that!
The other two husbands, they treated me badly, so I divorced them.
They were after my money, but all the men are.
There is no work. I work. And that is that.
With this husband… I worry about him, too. But something suddenly happened. My share of life, God willing, has suddenly just improved.
The people I work for moved out of Zamelek into New Cairo, not Heliopolis, but beyond, into the desert full of new villas. But I live near Dokki, so this is very far. When they moved, they expected to spend more time there than they do. But, they didnʼt. Thereʼs no street-life, thereʼs no cafes, no friends. So everyday, everyone comes downtown… And there is only one road, and that means traffic.
When they drive downtown, thereʼs nowhere to park their car. So, they have made my husband their driver. Now he drives them all around and he waits for them. Then, he drives them home and drives himself home.
And in the morning, we drive to work together!
Just yesterday, they asked about my daughter…