Give fate a chance 39

"Lama, walla esalfa maleeqa o kilish mayiswa eny agolhaa, khani6la3." Wahab grinned. 

I narrowed my eyes as I stared into his. "Wahab, we don't have all night. Golyy shlon et3arefha!" 

"Ok ok lat3a9been." he said playfully. 

I stayed quiet waiting for him to speak already!!

"Lama et9adgeen, binthayi3 wagt 3al f---" 

"WAHAB GA3ID TA7RIG A39ABY!!" I yelled. 

"Hahah ok ok khala9!" he raised his hands in defense. "Kil 9aif enroo7 Montreux eb Switzerland. 3indina bait ehnak, o ham fe wayed 3awayel Kuwaiteyen eyoon o kilna en3arif ba3ath." 

He smiled then continued, "Fa 3araft Shaikha min hnaak." he shrugged. 

I raised my eyebrows waiting for more, but he stayed quiet smiling like an idiot. "Bas?" I furrowed my eyebrows in disappointment. 

"Ee." he grinned again. He was nervous, he was trying to avoid this conversation. Allah yaster bas, madrey shimsawy!

"Wahab adry enna fe salfa wara haly ga3da etsawy Shaikha! I'm sure there's more to the story yalla gool please!!" I urged. 

"Ok Lama bagool bs mu et3a9been!! Walla maly khilg mashakil madry min wain e6la3atly hathy ba3ad!" he complained. 

"Mara7 a3a9ib." I was growing impatient. 

I heard a couple of knocks on the door and then saw Hessa's (Wahab's sister) head peak in.

"Uhm, can I come in?" she smiled sheepishly. 

"Eee 7ayyaach afa 3alaich bas." Wahab grinned as he got up from the couch. 

Hessa turned around, "kahum ligait'hum, they're all yours." she smiled at the photographer behind her. 

I stood up. 

"Aywa bu9u danna 3awza kam 9oora lilmi3ris wil 3aroos ma3a ba3thd kida." she winked at us. "ta3alaw ma3aya lil photoshoot." 

I grabbed Wahab's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "this is not over." 

He looked at me nervously. 

I wore my heels again, and followed them out of the room. I can feel fire igniting inside me. Its like whenever I'm finally happy with my life it decides to throw rocks at me. 

"Yalla ya 7abeebchy emsiky edu o wareeny ebtesamtik el7ilwa." the photographer smiled. 

I gave the camera my best fake smile. 

"Hahah matisti7eesh emsiky edu." 

Oh believe me I'm not shy, I'm just annoyed . :) 

He grabbed my hand and grinned for the camera. Why is he doing this? :'( 

The photographer came up to me and position my head so its angled in a certain way. "Laa estany emsiky edo lat'hideeha." 

(Excuse my failed attempt at speaking in an Egyptian accent x_x) 

Ya 9aber ayooooob!! 

She took some more pictures. With every snap I feel my heart race even faster. I want to know the story behind Wahab and Shaikha, NOW. 

"Ok china wayed 9awarna ahaha." I attempted to drop a hint. 

Wahab's eyes darted right and left as if searching for an escape. 

"Khalas 3ala ra7etku, manrookeen." the photographer smiled in content. 

"Mashkoora maga9artay." I smiled back. 

Wahab ana I went back to the room so I can change, but thats not the only thing that'll happen. 

"Wahab 3ashany get straight to the point." I begged this time. 

"Ok mithel magilt ehya kanat ma3ana eb Montreux. Minzimaan kil sina eyoon." he stopped. 

"Shnu? Laish wagaft?" I asked in confusion. 

"La bas aby aratib afkary." Wahab said witha serious tone. 

Yaraby, bashig ehdoomy ana!! 

"Hahaha, ahahahahaha, HAHAHAHAHAH." I started laughing hysterically. At least its better than punching him. 

"Yanaitay entayy?" Wahab asked with wide eyes. 

"Ee wallah yanantny!!" 

"La 7awla wala quwata ella belaah! Shofayy 3a9abtay gabel la agoolich esalfa!!" He scoffed. 

"Maby muqademaat bs goly sh3arefek feeha! You obviously know alot about her etha ehya "kila chithy" 3ala goltik" I quoted him. 

"Kanat Hessa kila eta7al6am 3anha, ana shakh9eyan makint a3arefha bs asma3 Hessa eta7al6am. Etsawy 7arakat madry shlon gayla." 

"Shloon ya3ny?" Oh now I'm interested.

"Ya3ny kila mit'hawsha ma3a elbanat o etidala3 jedam li9bayyan ya3ny hasuwalif. 3ad marra kint ana ga3ed bl7adeeqa ashof filim 3al laptop. Faj2a tyeeny hathy o tig3ad etsoolif. 6awaft'ha awal marra bs ba3dain gamat etzeed." 

I lowered my head and stared at my hands. This is not the Shaikha I knew, it couldn't be. She was kind and sweet and caring. She doesn't fight with girls or flirt with guys. Confusion masked my face. 

"I never knew she was your friend." Wahab stated. 

I felt his fingers crawl until they found mine. He caressed my hand and wrapped it in his. He lifted my hand to his lips and planted kisses up and down my arm. I slowly removed my hand. 

"Bas, y3ny mabainkum shay?" I asked as my heart raced, please say no. 

Wahab's face twisted into an expression I cant quite place a finger on. This is not good. Oh God please no. I felt the blood gushing through my organs. 

"Y3ny tgdreen etgoolen laa." 

I exhaled loudly. I haven't realized that I held my breath waiting for his answer. 

"Explain please quickly and painlessly." I can almost hear my heart beats thudding in my ear.

"Lat3a9been 3ashany!!" He warned. 

"Ok!" 

"3ugub hal safra ymkin kanat min thalath sneen, radaina li Kuwait o bas ma7ad yadry 3an ethany. O maraw madry cham shahar faj2a wela etyeely umy witgoly mu nawy etizawaj o min hal kalam. Fa galatly 3an Shaikha o qa9ub aroo7 akh6ibha." 

I placed my hand over my mouth that was hung open. A gasp escaped my throat. I remembered that night. I rememebr it vividly. 

"Shfeech?" Wahab whispered. 

"Wala shay, kamil!" 

"Ok, omy 7anichat qa9ub akh6ibha gilt khanaroo7 ashofha o e9eer khair. 6b3an Hessa 3a9ebat lana ehya mat7ib Shaikha. Fa ri7t shft'ha ga3adt ma3aha bas yakhy walla marti7t laha o 6ool elwagt bs ga3ed an6er meta ne6la3 min bait'hum. Lil2asaf, 3ugub ma refatht estaw3abt enny kint ghal6an mafroth maroo7laha elbait o ba3dain agool mabeeha." 

"Lama you don't understand!! He didn't even give me a chance." Shaikha said through her sobs. 

"Walla uhwa elkhasraan!! E7a9ila wa7da mithlich!!" Dalia chipped in. 

"Elly e7ir enna ya laih baitna *sniff* o b3dain egol mabeeha y3ny shqa9da min hal 7araka?? Akraha akraha!!" she continued sobbing. 

"Ee walla 7arakta kilish mu7ilwa bs walla malich shighil Shaikha youre still young o alf wa7id yitmanach khaly hatha e6agag elly e6iga!!" I said. I really hated him for what he did to my friend. I didn't know who he was or that fate drove Shaikha and Wahab apart just to bring me closer to him. 

"But .. I love him." Shaikha squeaked. 

Wahab's voice brought me back to reality. He waved his hand in front of my face, "Lama?" 

I looked at him, "Wahab she cried for months. Sina 3ala ma she got over you, literally." 

"Adry enna elly sawaita kan ghala6, I just wanted to get my mother off my back oo a36eeha sabab muqni3 ena laish maby atzawaj Shaikha. Bs lama fakart feeha gilt ana shnu 7maar lana makint afaker bil bnaya o shlon ra7 tinjiri7. Walla asiif!!" his eyes filled with regret. 

"Laish sorry?" I'm not the one he should apologize for. 

"Because I don't want you to think that I might break your heart the way I broke hers. Amoot wala eny ashoofich tabcheen 3ala shay ana msawy feech. Walla madry shloon sawait'ha bs Lama kint magh9oob wallah!" 

"Wahab walla fahmitik! Khala9 lets put all of this behind us and actually have some fun eb milchatna." I forced a smile. 

I'm in no position to judge Wahab. Even if I were, I will never judge him. I did the same thing with Saud. I never really thought about how he felt as much as I was busy thinking about me. How could I be so selfish? 

Wahab pulled me in a rib cracking hug and whispered, "A7ibich" into my ear. 

*3 DAYS LATER* 

Khalty Nawal was throwing a small gathering in her shalaih for lunch, so I had to go. 

"Yalla Lama ebnamshy." my father called out from the hallway in front of my room. 

"Shnuu???" I gasped, I'm no where near ready!! 

"Bsr3a Lama ana o umich blsayara!!" I heard his footsteps moving further away. 

It was 10:30 am, its too early. :O 

I quickly slipped into my pink Juicy sundress and let my hair fall freely on my shoulder. I wore my sunglasses as a hairband and my orange sandals. I ran to the car. 

.

"Lama dakhkay hal ma3oon o ana bayeeb elchees ethany." My father ordered. 

I got out of the car and stretched, the smell of the ocean raced into my nostrils. The sun rays stroked my back, it was beautiful. I carried the steaming plate into the shalaih.

The shalaih was huge with several buildings forming a "U" shape. The main building was in the middle. The road we entered through was bordered with green bushes until it separated in three different routes leading to each building. 

 As I made my way to the living room, I think, I saw Khalty Nawal talking on the phone. She spotted me and waved gesturing that I come to her. 

"Halaa 7abeebtyy ta3alaayy." She smiled. 

I walked over to her and kissed both her cheeks. 

"7abeebty, Wahab yanany mu rathy egoom ro7ay shofay ga3dee -hehe- ymkin etha sima3 9ootich egom." She winked. 

"Hahaha enshallah bas wain dara?" I asked. 

"Emshay ma3ay." 

I followed her to the kitchen so I can place the plate and then we went to Wahab's room. 

"Goleela bsr3a khal ebadil o ta3alolina ta7at." 

"Enshallah."

I knocked on the door before I entered the room. Wahab was sprawled on his bed with the sheets spread everywhere. I smiled, he looked so peaceful! When I walked closer I realized he was topless, waayy eyanin :') 

I bent down, "Wahab" I whispered in his ear. 

Nothing. 

I patted his shoulder lightly, "Wahab?" I said a little louder. 

Nothing. 

I shook him harder and raised my voice, "WAHAB!!" 

Nothing. 

My palms started to sweat, laish mayrid?? 

I tickled him but he didn't move a muscle. 

"WAHAAB GOOOM!!" I shouted this time. 

Nothing. 

My heart was beating so fast I can barely feel it. I can feel my eyes sting from the tears. 

"Wahaaab pleasee gooom!!!" 

I tried to change his postion, "WAHAB!!" I gasped.