(A/N: i will be posting once a week and if I had time I will post twice.) مبارك عليكم الشهر
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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