Monday, May 22, 2017

Calm Before the Storm: Chapter 11.


Previously:


Musaab: "ma 9ar shay 3mti bs klmn lha bdrasta, wla 7na lssa friends, 97 Judy?"


I love him.

Me: "eeh haw, we don't have to hug everytime we see each other bs we're still close"

Aunt Yasmine: "elwld 9arlh 3 months mu jay els3oudiya w hatha tr7eebk lh y3ni?"

Mama: "5la9 Yasmine 3n elm7arsh, etrkeehm bra7t'hum"

Finally?!

Me: "ween Alia?"

Uncle Essam: "foug 7beebti"

Uncle Fahad was silent all this time,

I finally left their living room and took my Abaya off, I directly went upstairs and saw Alia holding a book,

Me: "akrh youm ys2louni 3n Musaab w3!"

Alia: "ma 3leek mnhum slki ma t3wdti?"

Me: "zhagt!"

I sat next to her,

Me: "y3ni ma gdr y5li r7lta bl weekend lazm bws6 elosbou3? Knt abi adrs"

Alia: "ana b3d! 3ndi midterm bukra"

Me: "weh Allah y3eenk ana ma3ndi shay 7mdellah bs midterm b3d bukra 93b kan wdi abda feeh elyoum"

Alia: "w elmshkla ya weelk you skip their family gathering, shay mu8addas"

Me: "I know right!"

We chit chatted and I watched the new episode of Grey's Anatomy with her, she is so obsessed. It was around 9 PM, Alia called her driver and went back home to study harder and sleep. I checked my phone, I had a WhatsApp notification from my mom.

Mama:
أنا طلعت مع خالتك، ارجعي مع مصعب وجنى هم لسا ما رجعوا 😘

Judy:
لا
وين فيصل؟

Mama:
بديوانية واحد من اصدقاه

Judy:
راجو؟

Mama:
معاي
مافيه أحد فاضي لك
ارجعي معهم

Judy:
إن شاء الله

I called Alia,

Me: "please gouli enk greeba"

Alia: "no why?"

Me: "knt abeek trj3eeni"

Alia: "yaleet lw agdr arj3lk bs ray7a amr Abdullah mn his friend awl omi bt4b7ni etha t25r akthr"

Me: "eff ok"

I hung up and went downstairs, Jana was watching some Egyptian series on the TV with my grandmother, I looked through the window and saw Musaab in the backyard smoking. I sat next to Jana.

Me: "esm3i, mta btrj3oun?"

Jana: "lmn a5l9 el7lga, your mom told me enk btrj3een m3na don't worry"

Me: "oh okay"

I played with my phone until Jana finally finished her episode, I kissed my grandma's forehead and we left.

Jana hopped in the passenger seat and I hopped in the back one. Musaab drove off and we were in front of their house about 15 minutes later. The whole ride was silent, the only sound I heard was the music in the background.

Jana: "ma r7 tw9l Judy?"

Musaab hit his head: "nsait!"

Oh really?

Musaab: "Jana enzli, ana bw9l Judy w brj3"

Me: "5la9 ana a7aki Raju el7een yjeni akeed mama rj3t elbeet, shukran"

Musaab: "la, mu mn bu3d elbeet y3ni, w elsa3a 12:30 akeed Raju nam"

I remained silent as Jana hopped off Musaab's car.

Musaab: "t3ali gdam"

Me: "leesh?"

Musaab: "l2ni wld 5alk mnb swagkom"

He sounded serious. I hopped off the backseat and hopped in the passenger one.

He drove off and about 8 minutes later we stopped in a traffic light,

Musaab: "Judy t7jbi"

I looked at him raising an eyebrow,

Musaab: "sm3teeni, t7jbi" he said without looking at me,

Me: "leesh fj2a? Blsyara m7d shayfna"

Musaab: "syarti mu m3'yma, 6al3i ymeenk"

I looked at my right and the guy in the car next to us was staring at me giving me death stares, but he smiled as soon as I looked back,

Musaab: "mn awl jals yna6'rk" he raised an eyebrow, "y3rfk?"

I put my hijab on my head and looked at Musaab, I faked a smile and replied,

Me: "6b3n ma a3rfa wla y3rfni"

He looked at the road and placed his hands on the steering wheel,

Musaab: "ashwa"

Me: "wsh g9dk?"

He remained silent for a minute or maybe two,

Musaab: "mu g9di a3'l6" he took a very deep breath, "bs 3'eera 3leek"

My heart skipped a beat and I smiled inside. I know he's only being a typical Khaleeji guy who's jealous over his family, but I just got happy when he said it,

Me: "3adi, I know"

Musaab: "la, you don't"

Me: "wsho?"

Musaab: "el3'eera eli a3'arha 3leek mu nfs el3'eera eli a3'arha 3la 5wati"

I felt a warm glow inside. The traffic light turned green and Musaab started driving,

Me: "wsh g9dk?"

Musaab: "efhmeeha"

I looked at him knotting my eyebrows trying to get what he was trying to say with a question mark above my head.

Musaab: "fkri feeha lw sm7ti, w etha ma fhmti g9di goleeli afhmk akthr"

Me: "fhmni al7een"

Musaab: "la, ma agdr"

I didn't reply, the rest of our ride was silent. I wasn't sure if it was the good or the awkward one but a part of me wanted to stay with him all night, and a part of me wanted to go home as soon as possible. My feelings toward him are getting so complicated day by day.

A week passed and Musaab went back to the US, we haven't talked since our last ride. After he kind of confessed I started overthinking it. I wasn't sure if I misunderstood him or not.

I was at Esraa's house, we had a project to do but we took a break,

Me: "y3ni t7seen wsh kan yg9d lmn gal ketha?"

Esraa: "myt 3leek"

Me: "la, ma a7s"

Esraa: "wallah ena y7bk w gouli Esraa ma galt"

Me: "wsh drak?"

Esraa: "klamk 3na ygouli, erj3i fkri bkl shay sawah lmn shafk m3 Nasser, t7seen lw Faisal shafk kan by9eer nfs elshay? Kl hatha 7ubn feek"

I'm not even sure if that's an expression, but I smiled inside.

Me: "bs 3'l6"

Esraa: "wsho el3'l6?"

Me: "ma y9l7 a7b wld 5ali Esraa w3!"

Esraa: "keef w3?"

Me: "awl shay enti tdreen eni mn zman ma a7b el3lagat eli been elagarb, w thani shay Musaab 6oul 3mri a7ba nfs a5ouy, wala mara t5yltni m3ah, life partner y3ni"

Esraa: "people change ya 7beebti"

Me: "ma abi!"

My phone buzzed,

Me: "akeed elpizza w9lt!" I smiled,

I unlocked my phone and it was a WhatsApp notification from Musaab.

Me: "yrw3 keef 3umra 6weel"

Esraa: "meen?"

Me: "Musaab rasli WhatsApp"

Esraa: "private?!"

Me: "t5yli!"

Esraa: "wsh rasl?"

I opened his chat,

Me: "e3'nya"

Esraa: "wsh he?"

Me: "eft7i YouTube bsr3a"

She gave me her phone and I searched for the song on YouTube,

"مانقصني شي غير إني أشوفك

ودون شوفك ناقصة أشياء كثيرة

تعرف ظروفي وأنا ما أعرف ظروفك

والزمن مدري متى يصحى ضميره

..


انت لي ديرة رغم إحساس خوفك

ورغم كل اللي حصل لي انت ديرة

..

والسؤال اللي أبي يسبق حلوفك

ومتأكد يرجع الغايب مصيره

هي متى عيني يجي يوم وتشوفك

ناقصتني أشياء من دونك كثيرة"

Esraa: "t'hgen ehda2?"

Me: "la abd, 6b3n la2! Ymkn 3'l6an"

Esraa: "r7 trdeen?"

Me: "arsla estfham?"

Esraa: "la rude, 5leek shway polite"

Me: "ana abi akoun rude"

I didn't wait for her opinion and sent him a question mark,

Judy:
?

He was online,

Musaab:
Listen to it, it's good

Judy:
I did, it is


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Sorry if the chapter was short, I'll hopefully make it up to you later guys. :(
I just wanted to post something even though I'm still not done with my finals, so please excuse me!
So, what do you guys think Musaab meant when he sent the song?

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