Trials and Tribulations#1

After almost a year I came back with a new story, it won't be that long story. 
I hope you enjoy it and give me your feedbacks lovelies xo!  
I WILL BE POSTING WEEKLY WHICH MEANS ONE POST PER WEEK!

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It's been 7 years already, and we've been trying for 7 damn years. I do not get why he still loves me. I can't give him what he loves and wants the most. many times I've told him that we aren't meant to be together, and he've always ignored me. Poor Othman, I wish I can give you, I wish I could.
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"Sarah 7beebti yallah t25rna 3la omy" Othman said.
"Yallah jaytk bs dgeega mo gadra albs swartii" I said.
He came to me and took my hand, he closed the bracelet and kissed the back of my hand. I blushed.
"Tdreen a7bk?" he said.
"tdree eni amout 3leek?" I said. He kissed my forehead and said "ya 7'6i damli mn glbk n9eeb,"
"Ent mo lk n9eeb ent glbi klh," I said.
"La la elyoum saro ra'9ia 3aliii, sh3ndk?" Othman said with a giggle.
"Knt ra'9ia leen gltli sarooo! Tdre eni akrh hlesm!!!" I said.
"yubba nmz7" he said with a laugh.
"Agul yallah bs t25rna 3la 5alti," I said and went to wear my 3baya.
"Bnt'9rk b,syarra la tt25reen" he said and left the apartment.
I wore my abaya grabbed my purse and rushed to the car.
"Leeh tt25reen sa3a ant'6rk?" Othman said with a serious tone.
"La tg3d tswi feeha a3rf 7rkaatk ma t25rt btswi t5wfni." I said with a giggle.
We both burst out laughing.
All the way to his parent's house he was talking on the phone and I was texting some of my friends. "Sarah," othman said I was so into my phone I couldn't hear him
"Saraaah!!!" he yelled.
I panicked, "Bsmellah shfeek? sm amr?" I said
"km marah agulk la t6g6gen bjwalk w ana aklmk?" he said.
"knt tklm bjwaalk ma drait enk skrt, asfa" I said.
"Esm3i bukra bnroo7 nshoof results ely mn America esa3a 9 e9b7 la tt25reen!" He said.
I let out a sigh, "M3 eni a3rf wsh by6l3 bs enshallah," I said.
"Anti leen mta k4a? leen mta ma 3ndk tfa2ul w eman brbna?" Othman yelled.
"Wallah 3ndi Eman w wath8a brbi, bs 9arlna 7 sneen 3thman 7 mo shwi wallah w kl marh nfs results nfs elhosha nfs elmwal bs ent mo ra'9i t8tn3 enh ana ma yjeeni 3yal ma agdr el3la feeni," I said and tears blurred my vision.
"Sarah lw sm7ti la tgoulen k4a" he said.
"Tkfa 3thman lw ly 5a6r 3ndk 6lgni w tzwj wa7da thania lw tbe ana a56blk eyaha, 3thman ana a7bk w abi akon om 3yalk abi akoon om A7mad w manoor, bs ma agdr" I said as tears started to fall.
"Km marh gltlk 6lag mani m6lg ana abeek enti w 3ndi 1000 bnt agdr atzwjha bs glbi ma ybe '3airk," Othman said. He wiped my tears, and continued "la t9ee7en al7een tkfeen w enzli w b3dain ntfahm."
"Enshallah," I said and hopped off the car.
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"Wrakom t25rto yumma" Aunt hailah (Othman's mother) said.
"yumma t3rfeen Sarah w broodha," Othman said.
"Al7een ana 9rt bardaaaa? Meen ma wda shma'3h elm'3sla 3shan tt'3sl w g3dt sa3a akweeh?" I said and said hi to Uncle Ahmed (Othman's father) and sat next to him.
"Ma 3laik mnh yumma wldi w a3rfh kl shay ysweeh a5r la7'6a" Uncle Ahmed said.
"Yubba ana wldk," Othman said.
"W sarah bnti b3d," Uncle ahmed said and gave me a side hug.
"7beebi 3mi," I hugged him back.
"6fla," Othman said.
"leeh '3yran 6ayb?" I said.
"Meta tkbroon ento?" Aunt Haila said with a giggle.
"gumo nt'3da bs nad 5watk ya 3thman w anti ya Sarah shufi 7reem Osama w 3bdallah wainhom t25ro w goli li ll5dm yd5loon elbzran," Uncle Ahmed ordered.
"Abshr 3mi" I said and took my phone from my purse to call Yara and Shahad.
I called them and they said they are coming. It was Thursday y3ni '3da "3a2li"
I wore my 3baya and 7ejab because Osama and 3bdallah were coming, also Layan and Lama's husbands.
Othman has 2 sisters and 2 brothers, Osama, 3bdallah, Layan and Lama.
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They finally arrived and went to have lunch in the dining room.
"5la9 A7mdani mama b3dain," Yara told her son Ahmed.
"5le elwld ya Yara" 3bdallah Yara's husband said.
"Mama mabi ha4a ma7ba," A7mdani said.
"Leeh ya mama enta t7b pasta shfeek," Yara said.
"A7mad esm3 klam omk 3n edl3 3ad," 3bdallah said with a serious tone.
"3bdallah w Yara 5lu elwld trah bzr ma yfhm," Aunt Haila said.
If I had a kid probably by now he"d be around A7mdani's age, they might be best friends also. I swallowed my spit and turned to Othman who was staring at A7mdani and his parents blankly.
"Akrmkom allah," I said as I stood up.
"Wain yumma ma klti shay," Aunt Haila said.
"wallah shb3t mashalla elakl ktheer," I said.
"Bl3afya baba," Uncle Ahmed said. Othman proabably wasn't hearing me.
I went to wash my hands. Layan came after me.
"Sarah," Layan said.
"Smii," I said.
"Adri ymkn aas2al shay mali d5l feeh, bs lw 3adi tgoulen le wsh feeh 3thman? mn g3d w ho bs y6al3na ma akl," Layan asked.
I smiled and took a deep breath then said, "Wallah mdri shgoulk Layan,"
"3ala nfs esalfah ely 9ar lha mdri km sannah?" Layan asked.
"Ee, wallah ya Layan en 3thman ga3d y'9lm nfsa m3ay, ma adri leeh ll7en mtmsk feeni ana mo ga3da a36eeh shay," I said with a cracked voice.
"L2n glbk aby'9 w y7bk enti ma 7bk l2nh ybe tjeebnh 3yal" Layan said.
"Ma adri elklam ha4a ma y8n3ni," I said, "5l nskr esalfah allah y3afeek," I added.
"Abshri, w asfa lw '9aygk su2ali bs wallah eni a7bkom w mn 7r9i,"" Layan.
"7beebti layan, ma tg9reen," I said.
Suddenly Othman came, "Sarah wain r7ti, leeh ma klti?" he said.
"Bsmellah shfeek, ma r7t mkan, aklt w gmt ent ma aklt," I said.
Layan looked at me, and left the place.
"Sarah leen mta anti k4a?" Othman asked.
"Shfeeni shswait?" I said,
"Ma takleen," Othman said, "mob zain tra," he added.
"walah eni akl w a6f7 akl bs ma asmn," I said.
"Esm3i bwdeek mutshfa, ma y9eer k4a," he said.
"Y9eer 5air," I said, and walked ignoring him.
"la tsfheeni," he said with a loud tone.
"6ayb g9r 9otk lw sm7t, w thani shay mali 5lg tra nfsyti b5shmi w wdi a9ee7 allah y5leek t2jl hoshtk llbait," I said.
He ignored my sentence and left to the Dewaniya with his brothers.
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"Yallah sarah t25rna," Othman said, as soon as I picked up the phone.
"Okay yallah jayah, bye," I said.
Othman came to say bye to his parents, and we both left to the car.
Half way the car ride, Othman said, "Sarah wallah a7bk leeh enti k4a? Leeh t7been tsween feeni k4a? Leeh tbeeni akhrk w ana ysh'hd 3ali eni ma7bait '3airk w ma 3zait a7d kthrk, Enti mo bs zojti ana mabi 3yal daamhom byknon sbb b3udk 3n 3youni ya 3youn w glb w roo7 3thman enti," he took a deep breath and continued, "Wallah feeh 7l bs enti 5leek wath8a allah y5leek la t5rbeen 3ali w 3laik."
"W ana a7bk w abek w abi as3dk w anghr bdal el alf mlyoun marh eni mo gadra aswe ay shay w ana esbb bkl shay." I said as I chocked my tears back.
"ana s3eed 6ul ma anti b7yati," he said and I cut him off "La tgoul k4a w tk4b 3la nfsk gbl ma tk4b 3ali, kl a7d bhdniya ybi lh '9na ysheel esmh, tkfa 3thman la tgoul k4a." I said. He parked the car and I hopped off, I didn't give him a chance to reply.
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The following day at 8:30 in the morning, I was getting ready when Othman called.
"Yalla Sarah ana barra," he said and hung up immediately. We didn't speak since yesterday. I took a deep breath wore my abaya and grabbed my bag, and went to the car.
I hopped in without saying any word, I stayed quiet until Othman decided to break the silence with playing some music in the car.

Mnt rayg feek shay w mt'a9yeg 
Mnt fe 6b3k wla ha4a mzajk 
Eltft le shwy m7taj ldgayg 
Ana ma 9dgt ashoofk w entwajh 
Wdi a6fi bshooftk nar el7rayeg 
Wdi ansa bk rda el7'6 w 3jajh 
3sh m3ai fe dnyti w ensa el5layeg 
w esm3 lr3sht 5foogi w e7tjajh.. 
Ah ya 7lwk 3leek 7zn layeg 
Ya 3asa rbi y3jl benfrajh 
J5 tsa2lni 3lamk mn rayeg? 
Gelt rayeg bs abktb feek 7ajah.. 

He knows how to get me in the mood, he knows how much I love Abdulmajeed, he knows how much this song means to me. I looked at him and smiled.
For real this time, no one in this world knows me better than Othman does. He knows every tiny detail about me. He knows what I love and what I hate, what makes me the gladdest and the saddest. Othman never failed at making me smile. I know, I believe and I'm sure that if I searched for Othman in anyone else I wouldn't find someone who cares as much as he do, who loves me as much as he does. He is literally one in a trillion, he's indescribable

We finally arrived to the hospital, and we were waiting for our turn.
"Ms Sara Alflani" the nurse called my name. We both stood up and Othman held my hand and pressed hard. I looked at him but he didn't look back.
When the doctor saw us, she had some papers in her hand, and gave us 'I don't have good news' face. I let out a sight.
"I'm sorry Sarah, ma ngdar nswilk shay," she said.
I swallowed my spit, to chock back my tears.
"Y3ni Doctor ma feeh ay 7l? 7boob? a6fal anabeb shay?" Othman asked.
"Wallah ya esta4 3thman lw feeh bgoulkom bs elmushkla fe Sarah which makes it harder." the doctor said.
"Thank you doctor," i said and stood up; I didn't want to hear any shit about this subject.
"Sarah," the doctor called me. I turned to her, "قل لن يصيبنا إلا ما كتب الله لنا" she said, we both smiled and I left the place. Five seconds later I found Othman calling my name.
when we were in the car..

To be continued ..