CHAPTER 29

Me: ohh wanasa:p mnu?

Waleed: Abdullah Al X

NO WAYY!!! WOHOOOO! bas etha the unknown number daraw barou7 feha

Me: ohh

Waleed: Madre etha t3arfeena, ohwa refeeeejy ana w nassor, w umm yerankom belshalaih

LOL ma3arfa? Clearly inta matadre 3an shay

Me: laa a3arfa

Waleed's voice got more serious: Shlon?

Me: uhh yaw baytna ohwa w 3aylta mara w kela ashofa belshalaih w kela 3nd fahad belduwanya


Waleed: aha, wakhray 3ana jawa

Me: na3am? ma3aalayk ana shaasawy b 7ayaty w mnu adakhel w a6al3 eb 7ayaty

Waleed: bas ga3d agoolch 

Me: okay, khala9t mn kalamk?

Waleed: eh

I got on top of my horse, way3 way3 eybu6 elchabd mnu ohwa

Abdullah was walking towards us with his horse, it was really white!

I swear everytime i see him i get shivers, i get this feeling that goes from the top of my head till the bottom of my feet, then goes right back up! I love him walah shay 3alayh, he's the best thing that ever happened to me, he was wearing a navy polo shirt, while i wore a pink one. 

Zayoona: abooooodyy!

6a3 hathyy=))

Abdullah: zayooona! shloooonch

Z; zaaaina, abdullah take me to ja3mya

Abdullah: shnu

Z: ja3mya

Abdullah: loooool its jam3ya not ja3mya, and khala9 okay, i'll take you

Waleed went inside the office to get some papers

Abdullah was walking towards me when my phone buzzed, i check it wela a message from the unknown number
:change of plans, end it with abdullah now since he's infront of you, and if you dont wallah i'll send the picture to fahad and kel your school. Your choice. 


Tears were recklessly falling from my eyes, i couldn't control them 

Abdullah: shfeeech????

no answer

Abdullah: 7abeeebty jawa shfeech? mnu mthaygch aw mza3lch? laish tabchen tara etha bechaytay wala 3ade abchy warach

YOUR NOT HELPING ME HERE ABDULLAH

Me: abdullah

Abdullah: amray

Me: im sorry bas were over

Abdullah's face chena a7ad ma36y box

I grabbed zayoona by her arm and dragged her to the car.

When i got into the car i bursted to even more tears, laish yaraby laish!!!!!

Abdullah was calling me and i was closing it

BBM: 

Abdullah Al X:
-Jawa
-PING!!!
-Jawa akeed feech shay, laish meny wl6reej tgolen were over
- ana asf etha za3altch aw thayagtch eb shay
-please dont end this, dont end us
- jawa ana a7bch, t3arfen shnu ya3ny a7ebch???
-JAWA!!!!

I shut my phone off, i couldn't take this any more.





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3 WEEKS LATER-MUNEERA'S WEDDDING


Today is finally muneera's wedding! Masheft omy men 2 days, 7ad'ha eb looya w 3afsa, kelshway ray7a el ballroom etshoof el wath3, wela ray7a 3end el caterers etshof etha the menu is set, wla daga et2aked wya el wedding planner.

I went to the salon with ghala, we were getting ready lana mama galat ena lasem enkon eb the ball room labsen w jahzeen by 6! 

Forgetting about Abdullah was not easy, i still miss him, more than you think and seeing his car parked out side of our house was really hard( he came for Fahad)


Mare7t elshalayh men that day lana it all reminded me of him. It just hurts too much, he still sent me text messages till today, he never stopped, he asked me how i was and was telling me to take care of myself, but i didn't reply to neither of his messages. My family noticed that something was wrong. I wasn't that cheerful Jawa anymore, i felt like my life had no meaning now, i wanted Abdullah, i needed Abdullah. I don't know what the person who sent me those messages would gain after he/she did this. I don't know how they can black mail a person, how they can ruin a persons life, how they can break someones love.

But i knew, that i would love Abdullah forever, i knew i couldn't forget him, i knew i wouldn't forget our moments, our laughs, our fights, our love. I knew that i am going to cherish his love in me, i know that he knows that i didn't leave him because i didn't love him, i knew that he knows that i still love him, and the best part was, i knew that he loved me with all his heart. 


Even though i didn't see him for 3 weeks, i still remember every detail of his face, i still remember his smile, i close my eyes and imagine that he's here, right beside me.

I wish i could go and atleast explain to him, but i can't. Its too late.
The girls (ghala layan nouf) asked me hundreds of questions on why i left him
I couldn't tell them the truth, i couldn't, i just couldn't.
Only misho knew, he was there for me when i needed a shoulder to cry on



Anyways

After i was done with my hair and nails i went back home to wear my dress and wait for the lady to come and apply make up on my face! 

I was wearing a black dress with tartar, it had a weird style
Unique, yet classy
I had red lipstick on:) I looked older than my age bass shasawy eb omy

After we were done we were off to AlRaya's ballroom

I wasn't really in a "party mood" but i had to fake a smile, i had to be happy, this was muneera's night.

At around 8:30 more people were coming, my cheeks started to hurt men kether ma salamt 3ala nas

Layan whispering: ohhh ohh shofaw hathy om flan el flany

Ghala: umbaay ohwa wayed a7la men oma

Nouf: eh bas khashemha ehya a7la

I rolled my eyes and said: haaay entaw yayeen tntaqdon el awadm wla yayen testanson

Layan: nstans

Aswa2 shay ena ana ma36eeny the walkie talkie mal el dj 3ashan agola what songs ey7a6, reely 6a7at kelshway em6arsheny, w etha yeet wa7da men 3amaty aw khalaty tamskny w tqa9bny arge9 wyaha

At around 10 my mother told me to go upstairs to check on muneera and to tell her that its time for her to come down.

I got into the elevator and went to the 7th floor, where her room was

I knocked on the door and got in

Muneera was sitting in a chair facing the mirror in her wedding dress, she looked more than beautiful, she looked like a princess. 

Noura (ekhet misho) was sitting beside her

and haya(ekhet abdullah) was fixing muneera's dress men wara

Me: manoura yallah its time

Manoura: umbay umbay, sha3ry zain, wayhy? mikyajy? shlon shakel my dress? zain 3ala jesmy?umbay 7ade khayfa umbaaaay!!!!!

I giggled: loool manoura t'hableeen!!! yallah mama m3a9ba lasem tanzleen

Muneera: besmelaaah

She stood and we all helped her get in the elevator, zayooona was gonna hold her dress mn wara laman etdesh the ball room laman tou9al el koooosha

Zayona was wearing a wide dress, etshawg chenha a mini bride

Me haya and noura entered the ballroom gabel muneeera

The dj announced that the bride was entering so all the ladies cleared the dance floor.

As soon ma muneera dashat el7aremm bedaw eyabeboonlaha w umy dama3at 3ainha

Ana magedart at7amal

6ela3t bara w bedayt abchy, not tears of sadness, tears of joy

My sister got married, my best friend, my life

Things are just not going to be the same

Mukanha kbeeer wayed

I wiped my tears and went back inside

At around 11 my mother told me to go and see where the men are and tell them to enter etha ohma bara lana kel el 7areem lbesaw 3abayt'hom w 7jabhom

The mens wedding was the ball room beside us  

I opened the door and stood in the hallway and bbmed Fahad to see where he was

: a6la3 men el 3ers w ayeek elduwaniya, eh enshalah, 3a6ny sa3a wakoon 3endk, yallah bye

I know that voice, i looked up and wished that i didn't look, my heart almost stopped.

It was Abdullah.

We made eye contact, you can see the sadness in our faces

I swear 5 seconds were like 5 hours 

I dont know why, but i just smiled, i felt numb, i didn't know how to feel

Abdullah: jaw-

He got cut off by Fahad: Ha jawa yala ydshon elryayel wla still?

Me: haa eh yalllah 


I went back inside, the girls noticed my face changed, but i just told them that nothing happened, that i was perfectly fine.

Moments later the men came in, Mohammad (rayel muneera) was so happy, his eyes were glowing, My father fahad misho 3ame (obo nasser) both grandfathers nasser faris and other uncles kelehom dashaw, also men 6araf elm3rs bas ma a3arf mnu ohma accept Ahmed, lana he was in my class and my friend w obo m7amad.

A7la shay ena misho dash weyahom,awal shay misho gal la mayabe eydsh, bas my father insisted and told him that he was his father, w ena muneera is his sister w lasem eyeeeee.
Eyshawggg labes deshdashaa w qetra:(


We took tons of pictures, then all of the men left, including my father. Except for the groom.He was sitting beside muneera, they looked really cute together. Eylooooggon 7ag ba3ath, i saw him whispering something in her ear, then she blushed 3ala 6ool.

I laughed and was soo happy for my sister, she deserves to be happy, she deserves a man like Mohammad.

I started imagining if this was my life, if i was muneera and abdullah was mohammad, i remember my previous chats with abdullah, they were all about marriage and how it would be and how we would look

I was staring at them, bdon ma astaw3b a tear fell from my eye, ghala held me by my arm and took me outside

We were standing outside in the hallway, no one was there

Ghala: jawa, tara we all lose people in life, maybe losing a person helps you find an even better person, ana adre laish a tear fell from your eye back inside, mu 3ashan mestansa walah 3ashan za3lana, 3ashan you miss someone

Me: ghalaaa*sniff* walah matadren shkether it hurts *sniff* matadren shkether i miss him, matadren ghala matadren

She hugged me really tight and assured me that everything was going to be alright

We went back inside and enjoyed the rest of the evening, when it was around 3 everyone was gone, except me and my parents, fahad, ahmed and mohammad's family.

We were waiting for Muneera and mohammad to come down, they were going to the airport right now 


After 20 minutes or so they came, dressed and prepared

Omy bechat 6ab3an w wa9aat m7amad 3ala muneera wayed, w galat 7ag muneera cham shay bas ma gdart asma3

Mama: jawa matabeen etgolen shay?

Me: ambala

I walked closer to Mohammad and told him: tro7on wtrdon belsalama, please deerbalk 3ala ekhty, walah ana ma3ndy ghayrha, w tara ehya t7b tetsawag wayed faa allah ey3eenk:p w etha kanat mesta3sra yeeblaha 7alaw ely 3ala heart, walah tmmoooot 3alayh,w shnu ba3ad...umm ehh have funnn!!!

Mohammad: hahah inshalah latwa9een 7areeee9, thanks for the advice!

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I was in the shalaih with the girls, omy ma yat o fahad kan bel mazra3a, faaa lasem an adult wyaana since mangdar inkon ebro7na blshalaih fa kena na6reen oboy eyee 3ashan negdar ne6la3 bara elshalaih

It was 6 pm

Me: aalooooo baba wainkkkkkkk

Baba: 7abeebty kany bel6reej

Me: okay yallah lana 7adna youwa3a

Baba: enshalah 20 minutes wakon 3ndkom, wain btro7on? 

Me: chocolate and macaroon, teye wyana?

Baba: la 3alaykom bel 3afya, yallah shway o o9al

Me: okay bye

I loved my father! He would spend his weekend just in the shalaih so me and my friends would have fun, 7atan his friends mo ehny, byg3ad bro7a! Wallah a7baaaa:( mako a7ad methla!!!

40 minutes passed and my father didn't show up

Layan: mo ma3qoola ey6awel hal kether

Me: ehh, ummm nan6r shway akeed bel lafa aw garab

another 20 minutes passed

Ghala: jawa degay 3ala 3ame akhaf 9ar shay

Nouf: fal allah walah falch! enshalah mako ela el3afya!

Me: waaay inshalah ma feh shay

As i was entering my father's number another person called me

Me: aloooo

: aloo elsalam 3alaykom

It was a voice of a man

Me: wa3alaykom elsalam

: 3endkom mercedes souda raqam elsayara ******

Hathy syarat oboy

Me: eh laish 

: 9a7eb elsayara sawa 7adeth, law sama7taw ta3alaw mustashfa el 3adan eb asra3 wagt

Before i could reply he closed it.