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"E5ti lw sm7ti t3ali m3na bnsa3dh 7na bs enti e6l3i," it was a male voice 

My legs were heavy i barely pulled them out. 

"Tkfoon la t5lona, goumoh please allah y3afeekom wain eles3af," I started crying harder. 

"E5ti eles3af jay bs eshrbi moya w mob 9ayr ela kl 5air," a man said 

I ignored him, and went to Musaad side. 

"Msa3d weli yslmk goum," i started shaking him 

"Ya e5ti estni eles3af al7een jay hdi enti," 

I sat on the floor next to Musaad, praying that he's fine. 

In almost 5 minuets the ambulance arrived, i hopped in their car and Musaad was laying on a metallic bed and sheets under him, blood was everywhere. They were aiding him, i was staring blankly and praying. I couldn't stop my tears from falling. Yarb strk yarb sleema yarb la t7rmni mnh yarb mabe abkeeh. 

We arrived to the hospital, they rushed with him on the bed to the ER i wanted to follow them but I was too tired to run. My body was aching and my eyes were burning. I just fell on the cold white floor sobbing. A nurse came with a wheelchair and took me to a bed. as soon as I laid a doctor came in. 

"Enti tw knti bl,7adth 7g black audi?" The doctor asked. 

I nodded with my head, I couldn't speak. 

"5leni akshf 3laik," he said. 

He checked up on me 

"Wsh esmk? Kaml?" He asked 

"Yara Othman Alflani," I said 

"Sleema enshallah feeh km r'9a w bs bnswi ash3a nt2kd," he said. As he started to clean the scar that was on my forehead next to my right brow. 

"N7taj 5ya6a bsee6a mabeek t5afeen," he said as he asked the nurse to bring stuff. 

"Msa3d doctor waina?" I asked 

I was moaning from pain 

"Hu eli kan m3ak bsyara?" He asked 

"Ee," i said 

"Momkn a3rf esma kaml?" He asked 

"Musaad Ahmad Alflani" i said 

"W wsh y9eerlk?" He asked 

"56ebi w wld 5alti" I said. 

"Enshallah enh b5air," he said and left the room. He talked to the nurse and she came telling me we should go to the x-ray room. 

"I want to see Musaad please," i said 

"You will as soon as we finish the x-rays." The nurse said. 

I laid on the x-ray bed. 

"I don't want you to move for 30 seconds okay?" The nurse instructed me. 

I nodded and swallowed my spit. 

After I finished the x-ray the doctor came to me 

"Yara lazm tklmen ahlk yjeebon lk awrag rasmya ma b3d w9lt a'3ra'9kom mn mw83 el7adth," he said. 

"Ma3ndi jwal," i said. 

He took his phone out and asked me to dial one of my family's members number. I didn't want to call my mom, I decided to call my father even though I know he wouldn't care and he would shout at me. 

After the third ring he picked it up 

"Alo n3m?" It was my fathers deep voice that always made me shiver. 

"Alo baba ana Yara," I said with a shaky voice. 

"W 5air enshallah? Shtben dagga hl wgt? Ma tgoulen oboy naym msh'3ool?" He yelled at me 

"Baba ana w msa3d swaina 7adth w msa3d bl 3mlyat," I said, I was about to cry but I choke them back. 

"7adth? Wain ? W kaif w laih? Ay mustshfa enti? Feek shay?" He was scared. I can tell from his voice 

"Ana b,mustshfa alflani, bs a7taj trsle ethbat b6agt el3ayla w nus5a mn a7walk 3shan y6l3oni," I said. 

"10 dgayg bl ktheer w ana 3ndk, m3 eslammah," he said and hung up. 

"Al7een jay, shukran doctor," I said as i handed him his phone. 

"Shd3wa, enti erta7i 3ala ma yje," he said

"Abi ashof msa3d please allah y5leek," I said 

"Btshofena la t7aten bs y6l3 mn '3urft el 3amliyat a5leek tro7en lh," he said. 

"Abi astna 3nd elbab lw sm7t," I begged him. 

He sighed and brought a wheelchair, I sat on it and he pushed me towards the operating room. 

Suddenly I saw my father rushing to me. 

"Yara baba feek shay? Laih klk dm? Sh9ar?" He said, he was worried about me. 

"Baba mafeni shay bs msa3d hena 9arlh sa3h," I said as I pointed on the operating room door. 

"6ayb 3lmeni sh9ar? Kaif 9ar el7adth?" He asked 

"Madri baba kna nmshi fj2a t9g3 fena sayara w gmna ntglb." I said. 

"6ayb 7beebti wain e,doctor?" He said. 

In 19 years, my father never called me 7beebti. Was he afraid to lose me? 

"Madri baba madri," I said as I moaned from pain. 

He kissed my forehead and sat next to me. Gam ygra 3ali and I was staring at the door praying that he survives. 

Minuets later I saw my mom, musaad's parents coming, my mom's face was black and pale. 

"Yara mama sh9ar?" My mom asked. 

I just stared at her, I was numb to the point I couldn't speak nor move. 

"Alaa t3ali eg3di ana afhmk, nadi Salah w Hind yg3doon," my father said as he pointed on the chair that was next to him. then he started narrating the story. 

A doctor came out from the operating room. Musaad's parents rushed to him. I saw aunt hind pointing at me. Then the doctor came to me. 

"Enti Yara?" The doctor asked me 

I nodded with my head 

"Lw sm7ti abek tjeen m3ai Musaad ys2l 3nk mn awl ma gam," he said. 

Musaad? Really? Or he was just wanted to make sure that I'm fine? 

The nurse pushed me inside and here was Musaad, laying on a white bed, looking better than I've expected. Mask oxygen was covering his face, wires were attached to almost every part of him, bandages were wrapped around his right arm, head andleft leg. With every second I get closer to him, I saw his pale face more clearly. I stood up and got as close as I could to him. 

"Musa3d," I called his name, gladly knowing he could hear me. He tried to take the oxygen off but his hand was weaker than he thought so I helped him. 

"Sam7eni Yara," he said. His tone was low, I could barely hear him. 

I just smiled at him. His eyes were glowing from the tears he kept inside, I didn't know what to do or say.

 I sighed then said, "ma tshof shr enshallah, 56ak esou2." 

No Yara you don't love him, you don't only hate his attitude, you hate him in person. If you loved him, your heart will ache when you see him in such a situation. Yes, you feel bad about him but you are not willing to give him the whole of you so he survives. It was a moment of fright. 

I smiled at him and sat back on the chair and asked the nurse to take me out. I wanted to go home, i want  my bed, my wet pillow. I want to cry myself to sleep just like every single night. 

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Three days later.. 

I was gathering with my friends, Nouf, Fahda, Hessa and Ghada in my room. We were laying on the sofas watching a TV series on Netflix and eating. Typical shlt elons day. 

"Ela Yara sh5barh msa3d? 6l3?" Hessa asked. 

"M3 nfsk 79ai9 mo wgtk ts2leen," Ghada said

"Wallah 3lmi 3lmk," I said. 

"Ma s2lti 3nh 5air shr?" Nouf said, her jaw almost dropped. all of them were shocked. 

"Tu2" I said as I shook my head. 

"La w n3ma el azwaj mashallah," Fahda said.

"Ma7ba, allah yshfeeh w ygwma bslama, bs w3 w3 ma abl3a magdr ynrfz" i said and i looked disgusted. 

"Agul kli zg w dgi 3laih, mrdkom bts2lon 3n b3'9," Ghada said. 

"La mabi hu bydg 7yah allah m3 enh ma wdi asm3 9ota bs yallah ma3laih," I said.

"Zga enti w rbi," Nouf said. 

"Ist'3frallah w atoob elyh, shfekom antom? Tra b'3a ymwtni." I said

"Kli zg, awl ma gam mn el3amliya s2l 3nk m3nat'h mhtm," fahda said. 

"Lw 9dg 'mhtm' kan rkz b6reega" i said. 

"Ya krhk," fahda said. 

I stood up and went to my bed. I buried myself under the sheets. 

"Kla mnk Fahda," ghada said as she came to me. 

"Shd5lni mo ana eli s2lt bl bdaya," Fahda said. 

"Yaro 7beebti we are sorry mo g9dna gomi," ghada said as she tapped my shoulder. 

"Tukfain ghada allah yr7m waldeek 5leni rasi m9d3," I said. 

"Bs 6al3eeni shwi, tbeen nngl3?" Hessa said

"La 5leekom la tro7on," I siad.

"Shng3 nswi w enti nayma?" Hessa asked. 

"Mo nayma," I said as I uncovered my face. "Emsho bn6l3," I added and stood up. 

"Wain bnro7?" Nouf asked. 

"L,Musaad," I said as I closed the bathroom's door. 

"Magoul '3air 7amdellah w eshkr yallah enk ta3fena mma ebtlait'ha, dgega meb ray7a w ethaniya btroo7." I heard Ghada saying with a little loud voice. 

"Eli btt25r ma ra7 tje," I said i yelled from the bathroom.

"Laih nje a9ln?" Fahda asked 

"3shan t5taron elward m3ay," I said. 

"Elbnt rsmi mnhbla," Nouf said. 

"Kli zg w elbsi 3baytk," I said as I opened the bathroom's door. 

"Allah ystr mnk, glbi mo mt6mn," Ghada said. 

"6mni glbk, mo 9ayer ela kl 5air." i said as I threw my stuff in my purse. 

We all applied a little makeup 

"Ttnzyn ll7ub wh ya nas," Hessa said.

5zait'ha w sfht'ha.

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Flower shop: 

"Ha ay loun bta54en? Aby'9 w aish?" Nouf asked. 

"Shrayek a7mr ha4a rose wela tulip?" Hessa asked me as she showed me both flowers. 

"Ykrh elpink, cancel tulip. Shufi lw feeh shay purplish, ymkn a'6b6? W yellow b3d mob shain" I said. 

"W enti shdrak enh ykrh el pink?" Ghada asked as she winked. 

"T9dgeen mdri bs enh ykrhh," I said. 

We arranged a bouquet and made our way to the hospital. 

"Agoul yara dge 3laih es2leeh ymkn 3ndh rb3h," Fahda said. 

"Ee wallah jrbi, byf9l 3laik akthr lw 3ndh rb3h," hessa said. 

"Ma wdi adg," I said.

"Text him then." Fahda said. 

I unlocked my phone and went to whatsapp 

Me: 

Hala Musaad 

Sh5bark? Enshallah a7san?

"Arslt," I said. 

"Byrd 36eeh 10 minuets max e4a ma rd call," Hessa said. 

We chatted and i finally musaad replied 

Musaad: 

Hala wallah

7amdellah 3la kl 7al, enti eli bshri 3nk? 

Knt abi adg bs 5ft ent msh'3ola 

Olalalalala ma 3rft'h 

I waited for two minuets 

Me: 

7amdellah b5air 

Shd3waa b,wsh msh'3ola 7ta ma 3ndi jam3a 

Knt bs2lk, 3ndk a7d al7een? 

In less than 10 seconds he replied 

Musaad: 

Twh 6al3 9a7bi 

Amry? 

Ya mthbt thbt'h w tmm 3laih 

Me: 

Bmr aslm 3laik w 5ft ykon 3ndk a7d 

Musaad: 

7yak allah 

Shuftk ts3dni 

Bsmellah yarbi wsh jah? Shkl el7adth rj mu5h,

Me: 

Allah y7yeek 

10 dgayg w bw9l enshallah 

"Ygoul 7yak allah," i said. 

"Gdaaam ha4a w9lna," fahda said. 

"Allah ywlf ma bainkom," ghada said and I just smiled. 

They continued chatting 

"Agoul Hessa 3ndk 4ek Noura om sh3r a9fr snapchat?" Nouf said. 

"La ma3ndii, shfeha shmhbba," Hessa said in excitement. 

We finally arrived, 

"La nnzl klna, ghada bs enzli m3ha Hessa w Nouf enthbro,"" fahda said

"Abshri bs la t6geena," nouf said. 

I giggled and hopped off with the flowers between my hands, then ghada hopped off after me. 

Walking through the hospital hallways, with every step my heart beats faster. 

"La t5afeen, everything will be okay," Ghada said. 

"Mo 5ayfa, bs mdri y3ni ma n7b b3'9 wsh hl 7rka, w b3dain hu mt'3yr a5af yl3b 3ali aw bs ras'h m'9roob!" I said. 

"Agoul bla drama, wain '3urfta?" Ghada asked 

"Ops! Mdri ma s2lta," i said. 

"'3bya mn youmk emshi," she pulled me to the reception. 

We asked which one is his room and the receptionist guided us. 

Stupid yara. You should've waited for him to talk first. Akrhni. 

I took a deep breath and knocked the door. 

"Tf'9li yara," I heard Musaad voice, it was a bit shaky. 

I tiptoed inside I was about to go back and leave but Ghada pushed me inside and closed the door. 

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What was Musaad's reaction when he saw Yara? Did he welcome her? Or they fought as usual? 

To be continued.. 

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Loud music was filling the room, my friends dancing, partying, to sum it all they were having one of their life nights, and I was sitting there all alone, just staring at them having fun. I saw my phone ringing and I left the room, and Fahdah followed me. 

“Wain ray7a“ she asked 

“I got a call” I said. 

“Take your time,” she said and went back inside. 

I picked it up, then immediately said “alo,” 

“La wallah? Bkl burood?” His deep voice went even deeper. 

“I'm sorry, I couldn't pick it up.” I lied. 

“How many fucking times should I tell to pick it up no matter what?” He said. 

“Im Sorry I said, can't you just let thing pass smoothly,” I was so pissed off. 

“Can't you just understand that I get worried,” he said. 

“Hahahaa, you know me since I was 1 day old and now we are engaged, and you still don't know I don't pick up my phone immediately from the first ring?” I said. 

“Yara!!!” He said, he seemed really pissed off. 

“Listen, I'm gonna tell you this for the 100th time, I'm doing this for my mom's sake and for my auntie's. Please understand that.” I said. Then continued. “I don't want anything to get even worse that it is, bear up Msa3d, stop your childishness.” 

“Yara, you know we are doing this for the same fucking reason. Stop acting like you're the only one who feels like it's a nightmare, because it's to me too.” He said. 

“Okay so stop calling me every 5 minuets,” I said. 

“Ma dgait 3shan wjhk, lazm n6l3 nshtri edbal,” he said. 

“Oh okay, sorry I can't I'm at my friend's house, w 3ndi 3zeema bukra, nroo7 b3d bukra,” I said with a provocative tone. 

“Heh asht'3l 3ndk Ana? Agoul bs arsle le location bait 9deegtk bmrk bsr3a ma 3ndi wgt,” he said. 

“Can I just have fun for one night without you crossing my mind and calling me to ruin it? Can I just have peaceful one? Is that too much to ask for?” I said, I felt my heart burning like a volcano. 

“Bla drama bsr3a wela bt9l 3la omk t3lmni” he said. I didn't want him to ruin my mom's night too, because I know he will make a trouble out of nothing. 

“Okay uf mnk,” I said and hang up. 

I went to Whatsapp and shared the location with him. 

He replied immediately, 

Musaad: 10 dgayg blktheer w Ana 3ndk, w la 3ad tskreen bwjhi. 

Yara: ok. 

I locked my phone, and went inside again. 

The girls saw me. 

“Shfeek wjhk englb k4a?” Hessa asked as soon as her eyes dropped on me. 

“It's the fucking Musaad.” I said as I started to look for my abaya and purse between 5 abayas. 

“6ayb msa3d fhmna, bs wsh tdwren?” Fahdah asked. 

“3bayti” I said. 

“Wain btro7en bsmellah ma 9art 7 7ta w ma shfna movie the night didn't even start yet.” Ghadah said. 

“bymrni msa3d,” I said 

“5eer inshallah w enti ma 3ndk lsan?” Hessa said 

“Tst'hbleen hessa akeed 3ndha lsan bs 4a zg akeed Gayl shay,” Fahdah said. 

I told them what happened just from the part when he said he will call my mom. 

“Ya bthriiiiiiiiiiiiiiii la ma a9dg” Nouf said. 

“Btfl bwjh amanahhhhh Yara bs tfla w7da” Ghada said. 

“Ana bsa3dk lw tbeen,” I said. 

“Agoul bs wain shn6ti,” I said. 

“54e,” Nouf threw it on me. 

“Thanks,” I said. While I was wearing my abaya, my phone rang. 

“Msa3d Yara“ Fahdah said. 

“W ezg,” Haya said. 

“Yallah bye,” I grabbed my phone and purse, t7jbt w 6l3t. 

I hopped in his car, “esalam 3laikom,” I said as soon as I closed the door. 

“W 3laikom esalam,” he said. “Meen 9a7btk 4e?” He asked. 

“Enas ts2l sh5bark shmswya, mob t78ee8 3la 6ul, plus it's none of your business,” I said, I was staring at the road. 

“Yara elzmi 7dodk, Ana zojk b3d esbo3en at least lazm a3rf meen 97batk b9eer ms2ol 3nk” he said. 

I laughed. “'67ktni wallah, gd marh s2ltk meen a97abk? W m3 meen t6l3?” I said 

“Malk d5l a9ln,” he said 

“Aywa 3leek Nour jawbt so2alk bnfsk,” I said. 

“Wallah eni mask nfsi l2ni asoog” he said. 

“Wsh btswi mthlan, bt6gni? Yallah ashoof jrb ent bs” I said. 

Ya Allah estfzaz hl,wld. 

“Yara bellah eskti ka aswi shay ma yr'9eeni wla yr'9eek.” He said. 

He seemed really pissed off, so I shutted my mouth up. 

I saw my phone, I received about 10 snaps from my friends, I wish I was with them, I wish I had just part of their lives, where their parent don't force them on anything and they just do whatever they want. They travel whenever they want to wherever they want. They don't fight with their parents over everything, at least they aren't getting married at the age of 19. Mashallah bs. 

“Yallah w9lna,” Musaad said. 

We both hopped off and went inside the jewelry shop. 

“Take a look from this side, w Ana mn theek eljeha,” Musaad ordered me. 

I just started looking, I found couple of rings they were so beautiful. 

“Msa3d,” I said. “T3al shouf ha4ul” I continued. He came to me. 

“Ay wa7d?” He asked, and stood right next to me. 

I pointed at the first one, “hatha 7lo marh” 

“Lw sm7t momkn twreeni hatha,” Musaad asked the worker. 

“Btkrm,” the Lebanese guy said, as he took it out. 

“3adi ashoof hathoul b3d?” I pointed at the other two rings. 

The guy took them out. 

“Shrayek?” I asked. “Ayhum a7la?” 

“Ely y3jbk na54h,” Musaad said. 

“I loved them all,” I said. I started trying them out. I wore them all on my right hand. 

“ashoof,” Musaad said as he grabbed my hand, it felt weird, we never touched hands. My hand looked so tiny and small between his. 

“K2na hatha a7lahom?” He said. 

“Hmmm ee ymkn.” I said. 

“We will keep them in mind w nrj3lhom Shrayek?” He suggested. He was so calm which seemed so weird. 

“Ee a7san.” I said. I took the rings off and left the shop with Musaad. 

We went to other several jewelry shops. Actually the day went better than I've expected. 

It was 10 PM already the shops started to close. 

“Ha ay wa7d 3jbk?” He asked. 

“Mdri y7yr” I said. “Ent Shrayek?” 

“Ymkn 7g Cartier wela Shrayek?” He asked, “wela 7g alkohaji?” He added. 

“Ymkn alkohaji?” I said. 

“5la9 bukra na54h Shrayek?” He said. 

“Hmm bukra 3ndi 3zeema m3 mama lazm aroo7,” I said. 

“5la9 Ana ajeebha,” he said. 

“Y36eek el3afia,” I said. 

“Wain tbeen takleen?” He said. 

Although I was starving I didn't want to have dinner with him. It will be awkward as fuck. 

“Mo msht'hya,” I said. 

“6ayb Ana ju3an,” he said. 

“6ayb kl bs nzlni elbait awal” I said. 

“Mabi akl l7ali Btjeen m3ai,” Musaad said. 

“Please msa3d rj3ni elbait,” I begged. 

“Mara7 aklk Ana,” he said. 

“Allah y3afeek msa3d wallah byt25r elwgt w omi bt5af,” I said 

“6ayb Yarb enk m3ai mo m3 a7d '3reeb,” he said. 

Id rather be with a stranger over you. 

“Ok bs lw omi galt shay enk tklmha Ana Mali d5l” I said 

“Okay,” he said. 

He turned on the music, Abdulmajeed was blasting in the car.

“G9r e9out lw sm7t kl a7d y6al3na,” I said. 

He lowered the volume, “ay awamr thaniya?” He said. I just turned my gaze to the window. 

About 12 minuets later we finally arrived. 

“Yallah Enzli,” he said. We both hopped off. 

When we entered the restaurant was full of girls, colored abayas, full makeup, high heels. I didn't feel comfortable sitting with him in such a place. 

“Mmmmm msa3d” I said 

“5eer?” He said, a39abk shglt. 

“Momkn n'3yr elmkan?” I said. 

“Leeh?” He asked and smirked. He knew what I meant. 

“Mo muree7,” I said. 

I gave him a puppy eyes look. 

“Okay yallah mashi,” he said. We both stood up and he held my hand. What's wrong with him today? 

“Thank you” I said as we hopped in the car. 

“Tbeen burger boutique?” He asked 

“3adi,” I said. It took minimum of 25 minuets to reach there and it took us about another 45 minuets to get a table for two. It was weekdays though, why Riyadh is always crowded? Everywhere, anywhere, anytime typical Riyadh city.  

“Shtbeen?” He asked. 

“Ma3rf zayk,” I said. 

“Ma 3ndk raye b,shay enti?” He said.

"Ela 3ndi bs mo msht'hya jaya 3shank," I said w ebtsmt tsleek 

"Ist'3frallah w atoob elyh," he said as he huffed. 

Ist'3fr kood allah y'3fr eli tsweeh feeni 

He ordered for both of us and the awkward silence began. I decided to break it with my very silly question

"Msa3d" I called his name in a very low voice 

"Ha" he said not even looking at me 

"How much do you hate me?" I asked him and I was afraid from his answer. I knew it would break my heart. 

He looked at me surprised 

"Wsh munasbat su2alk?" He asked 

"La wla shay bs knt ahojs" i said 

He looked back at his phone and said, "makrhk ana." 

My eyes almost popped out. 

"Ajal wsh tfsr t9rufatk?" I asked

"Kthrti as2la trak," he said

"Mdri laih t5af tjawb 3la as2lti," i said as i shrugged my shoulders 

"Ma a5af, maabi," he said with his eyes still glued at his phone 

I ignored his response and took out my phone from my purse 

Group chat: 

Fahda: 

Sh9ar 3laik yaro 

Me: 

Ya bnat ynrfz w ana '3abia 

Ghada: 

Laaaaih

Wsh mswya 

Me: 

S2lta 'how much do you hate me' 

Akrhni ya bnat e4b7oni 

Hessa: 

KAAAAAAK 

Wsh rd 6ayb

Fahda: 

9dg enk '3bya 

Me: 

Brb ya bnat ja el akl 

Fahda: 

Fattk el chicken potato balls 7gt om nouf dmaaar shaml 

Me: 

Klo zg la t9y7oni ga3da akl m3 wjh ysd enfs 

Nouf: 

Olalala ray7a taklen m3ah sh3ndk 6aw3teh 

Hessa: 

Tlgenh '3a9bha 5bz edeni hl msa3d 

Me: 

Shwi w yjldni ya bnat brb 

I smiled at my phone and locked it. 

"Wsh m'97kk?" He asked 

"Ana?" I asked 

Sh3ndh mhtm ho w 5sht'h 

"Feh a7d '3airk aklmh hena?" He asked 

"Wla shay bs elbnat raslen snaps t'97k" i said as i took a piece of fries 

"Allah ydemha" he said as he smiled softly 

Bsmellah era7man er7eem, allah ytmm 3laih 

I just smiled back and started eating quietly 

I couldn't finish my food 

"Kmli aklk," musaad said 

"Shb3t wallah," I said as I sighed 

"7ram n3ma," he said

"3arfa bgoulh y36eni eyah take out mara7 armeh" i said as i started playing with the fork

He went back to eating. We were very quiet which was so unusual, we didn't fight we didn't argue. 

Musaad paid and we went to the car. 

My phone rang and it was my mom 

"Ya hala mama," i said as i picked it up 

"Ya hala, waink? Ma knk t25rti?" She asked 

"Mama ana m3 msa3d r7na nshof edubl b3dain r7na nakl," i said 

"6ayb la tt25ren," she said 

"Enshallah," i said 

"M3 eslammah," she said 

"M3 eslammah a7bk," i said 

And she hung up. 

I don't know why she treats me like that. I don't know why she's cold with me. She never showed me her love or care. But I still love her. 

"Msaa3d entbh!!!!!!!!" I yelled 

I felt a car crashing Musaad's car from the side. We flipped twice w 7amdellah ma '9lt esyara mgloba. 

I opened my eyes and I saw Musaad bleeding. The air bag was full of blood, his seat and his thoub and '3utra. I started shaking him but he didn't respond. I pulled my seat belt that was hindering me. Gladly it came out. 

"Msa3d msa3d goum msa3d" i was shaking him so hard with all the power I've got. Tears started to fall, I kept calling him. In that moment, i didn't want to lose him, i realized that I love him and I just hate his attitude. 

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