Mit3eb ElGalb 12

Dalal’s POV:

“Dalal tukfaiin riday 3alaay”

“Kalameeny tharooooryy!!!”

“Wallaa asif Dalal 3ashaany bs khanitfahaam!!”

“Daloola 7abeebtyy aby akalmich.”

I skimmed through the messages Rashid has sent me these past two days. 7adyy mitnarfiizzaa!!! Elly sawa feeeny mo shwayaaaa o magdar asaam7aa! But I still love him!!!

He gave me so much to remember! I wish there was a switch that helps me control my feelings. I wish I could forget people and the pain they had caused me in a blink of an eye….

Kil yoom edig 3alaay o lama ma arid 3alaih edizleey siteen message egooly riday 3alay bakalmich!! O walla galby y3awerny 7ail because a part of me wants to answer him and the other part wants to kill him!

Lail7een magilt 7ag ahaly enny bafil elkhi6ba, a9laan magiltlhum 3an elly sawa Rashid kilish..

I’m not even sure if I want to end this or continue..

Walla madryy shasaawyy!!!

He called for the 83938 time today, so I decided to answer.

“Aloooo??” he said.

I stayed quiet.

I missed his voice..

“Dalaal??” he asked.

I kept quiet.

“Dalal tukfain kaleemy golay ay shaayy tukfain!!” he begged.

I didn’t reply.

“Adry ennich m3a9ba 3alaay o malomich wallaa, bs Dalal tadreeen shkither a7ibiiich o maby ghairich magdar atkhayal nafsy ma3a wa7da thanya ghairich!!” he said.

“Damik et7ibnyy laish tkalim wa7da thanya winta kha6ibnyy?” I asked.

“Wallaa 7awalt ag6aa3 el3elaqa bs ehy m7ancha mo rathya tfich!!” he said.

“Min meta tkalimha a9lan?” I asked.

“Ya3nyyy…” he said.

“Min meta?” I asked again.

“9arly cham shahar,” he said.

“Et7ibha?” I asked.

“Akeed laa!!” he said.

“3ayaaal laish kalamt’ha min el bedaya?” I asked.

“Madry walla ga9 3alay blees,” he said.

“Aha, yalla ana lazim aroo7 ma3a---

“Laa7thaa Dalal tukfain aby ashoofich aby akalmich mayinfaa3 hny!!” he said.

“Madry e9eer khaiir,” I said before hung up.

I don’t know why I believe him…

Yimkin akhalee eyely o nitkalam bilmawthoo3!

I decided to call Lulu o agolaha tmurny lana bni6la3 ana ma3aha o Noura.

“Aloo, yalla ana barra,” Lulu said.

I quickly rushed out of the house and got in the car.

“Ha misti3ida 7ag el shopping therapy,” she asked.

“EEEE!!” I said. Shopping makes me feel better.

After we arrived at Salheya I called Noura.

“Ha wainich?” I asked.

“Ana eb gathering an6erkum,” she said.

We went to the restaurant and sat down in our seats.

“Yalla khana6lib 7ady yo3ana,” I said.

We ordered and started chatting.

“Magitlkum, Saro ekhtyy 7amil its official!!” Lulu chirped.

“7ilfayyy mabroook!!!” I said.

“Mabrooook allaah ysahel 3alaihaa yarab!” Noura said.

“Ameeen wil faal lich Nouro,” Lulu said with a wink.

“O laish matgolely el fal lich ba3ad?” I asked with one eyebrow raised.

“Laih tizawajtayy agoolich!!” Lulu said.

“3ala 6aryy el zawaj, shloon Mit3eb o how’s the married life?” I asked Noura.

“Walla zaain, kilshay tamam el7imdlaa!” she said with a smile.

“Basss??? Tiwaqa3tich tishta6ain akthaar,” Lulu said.

“Ba3ad shtaabeeny agool??” Noura snapped.

Shda3wa chthy 3a9ebat..

“Nouroo goleelina el 9iij mirta7a ma3a Mit3eb?” Lulu asked.

“Haww eee,” Noura said playing with the spoon.

“Akeeed?” I asked.

“Eee el7imdla, enzaaiin Lulu entay meta nawyaa titzawijain ballah?” Noura asked.

“Wallaa madryy ga3deen edawrooly wa7id akh6iba.. ya3ny mashallahh shayfa kilyoom wa7id e6ig bab baitna?” Lulu asked sarcastically.

“3aaan el 3ayaraa shkither ytqadimolich bas entay kila tarftheen laish?” I asked.

“Bas tawny 9gheera,” she said.

“7abeeebty 3umrich 24 o ba3ad cham shahar bt9eren 25 latg9een 3ala 3umrich wtgolen enich 9gheera,” I said.

“Madry meta ma allah ketab e9eer khair,” Lulu said. Madry shfeeha hal bnaya shayla fikrat el zawaj min bahla.

Noura’s mobile started ringing so she answered.

“Aloo, hala Mit3eb, tawna ga3deen, yabeelina ba3ad shwaya, haw makhalsnaa, ok ok ok!!” she said before she hung up.

“Shfeech?” I asked.

“Mit3eb yabeny arid al7een,” she said.

“Hawww?” I said.

“Yalla byee,” she said as she quickly left the restaurant.

Noura POV:

Waaaay madry shfee Mit3eb 9ayer mayinta7acha hal yoomain!!!! Kila m3a9iiib o mala khilg shay :)

“Elyoom baroo7 el duwaneya o abeech tsaweely shay awadee ma3ay,” he said as I came in.

“Hatha elshay elmuhim elly khalaitny arid 3ashana?” I asked.

“Eee,” he said playing with his phone.

I balled up my fists, ENARFIZ.

“Mit3eb laisssssh khalaitny ariiiid bas 3ashan tgooly hal kilmitain????” I asked.

“Lana abech tsawena al7een,” he said.

Allahuma 6awilch ya rooo7

“Shnu tabeeny asaweelik?” I asked.

“Shdarany?? Entay adra eb halsuwalif, ana banam aby kilshay ekhali9 3al sa3a 7,” he said and went to the bedroom.

Mu min9ija!! 7eta madry etha yaby 7ilu wela mali7!!

I decided I would bake a chocolate cake o a6libla sandwiches.

I prepared all the ingredients and started baking; after I finished I placed the cake batter in the oven and asked Lucy to wait for the cake while I take a bath.

Awal ma6ala3t min el 7amam wela ashof Mit3eb jidamy.

“Khalastay el akil?” he asked.

“7a6ait el cake bil firn shway wtkhalis,” I said.

He walked past me and entered the bathroom.

Madry shfee 9ayer nafseya chthy!!

Nadait Lucy 3shan as2alha 3an el cake.

“Did the cake finish?” I asked.

“Ee o kila 7araag,” she said.

I widened my eyes. “SHNU?”

“Ana rooh ta7at digeega hatha cake 7arrag ana shnu ysawyy?” she complained.

“Luucccyyyyyy I asked you to do one thing now sir will kill me!!!” I said freaking out.

I looked at the time it was 6:15 o uhwa 7 eb yi6la3 :’(

I quickly called Opera and asked if they had a cake that is ready for pick up and thankfully they did. I sent the driver to buy it.

I dragged myself to the room to tell Mit3eb what happened. I can feel the sweat beads prickling on my forehead.

T3arfoon lama min el khar3a tsm3oon nabth eb raskum? Shu3oor ghareeb bs hathy 7alty al7een!!

“Umm Mit3eb,” I said.

“Hmm,” he said looking at his phone.

“El cake elly sawait’ha 7targat,” I stuttered, I swear I can feel my legs wobble and my palms begin to sweat.

He turned around and looked at me with wide eyes.

“Sawait kilshay bs gilt 7ag Lucy tshofha wehya bil firin o 6ala3t’ha mit2akher fa 7targat,” I said quickly. My heartbeats accelerated with every word that escaped my mouth.

He will kill me. I can feel it.

The way he’s looking at me, the rage dancing like flames in his eyes made my heart almost jump out of my chest.

“Tadreen shlon? Entay mo kafu a7ad ewa9ech 3ala shay,” he whispered through clenched teeth before he stormed out of the room.

My legs gave in and couldn’t carry me anymore so I sat down on the bed. I was staring at the door where Mit3eb just left, not believing what I just heard him say.

He’s kidding right?

He MUST be joking!!!!

I waited for a couple of seconds till my heartbeats slowed down and grabbed my phone. I tried to punch in Mit3eb’s phone number but it was hard with my hands trembling.

He didn’t answer. I called again and now he switched his phone off.

I grabbed the pillow next to me and shoved my face into it and screamed at the top of my lungs.

I.can’t.take.this.anymore.

My phone’s ringtone interrupted my screaming. I grabbed my phone hoping it was Mit3eb but to my disappointment it was only Nahla, my sister.

I ignored her, maly khilg 7anat’ha.

She kept calling me so I decided to answer.

“ALO!!” I shouted at the phone.

“Noura pleasseeee ta3alay el bait,” she said her voice trembling from the tears.

“Nahla shfeeech?? Umy feeha shaaay?” I asked, worry painting my voice.

“Laa bas *sniff* ta3alaay I’m in trouble,” she said before she sobbed into the phone.

“Nahla 7abeebty hadaay shfeech fahmeeny shisalfaa??” I asked.

“Ta3aleelyy pleasee Noura *sniff* I need you!!” she said.

“Ok okkk al7eeen ayelich!!” I said as I quickly changed and left the house.

I entered my house and headed straight to Nahla’s room. She was curled up on her bed and sobbing.

“Nahla shfeeech?” I asked as I rushed to sit next to her.

“Kh-khalid,” she said.

“Mnu Khalid??” I asked.

“Wild 3amity,” she said.

“Shfeeee?” I asked.

“Chaknyy akalim wa7id,” she said covering her face.

It was like someone slapped me right on the face.

Nahla ekhty, tkalim??!