dalal's pov:
dalal: 6alaal shyaybik? Oo shfeek tabchy
i saw him stading there heartbroken... hisss face was pale! hiss eyees were puffy and red it looked like he was crying, but i could seee he was trying to hold them back! the expression on his face! i could also see the sadness in his eyes it was me who was heartbroken now! magdar ashoufaa chithii it was hard
6alal: dalal promise me something?
dalal: 6alaal shfeek? ga3ed It5are3ni
6alal: promise me?
dalal: promise you shinoo?
6alal: promise me that youll never leave me!
dalal: 6alaal shal 7achy goulee shfeek!
6alal: 5isart a'3laaa sha5es ib 7ayati mabii a5serich intay!
6alal began to tear! i wanted to
hug him! wallaa galbi gam yitga6a3!
dalal: i promisee 6alaal! a9laan 7ataa low abii magdarr anaa a7ebik ya 6alal tefham shino a7ebik
i made him smile! that made me smile laa sh3oureeyeen...but then wayhaa i3tifas marthania
dalal: tfathal w goulee shfeek?
he went inside and sat on the coach. i sat on the other one that was oppisite of him
dalal: yallaa goulee shfeeek
i could feel my heart beating fast! kent ga3daaa 3alaa a39abii bas something about mee is that im calm in situations like this....
6alal: kent abeee ashkii la a7addd ilee ib galbii fee ashya2 magdar ashtikeeha 3ind 7amad w i have to be strong 7ag mizyaan... kent abi i talk to someone w my heart and legs led me to you! dalal-
sikat shway nazal rasaaa
6alal: yaditi mataat!
dalal: MITA?
6alal: ams bilail
he lifted his head and it was full of tears! the first time in my life i didnt know what to do what to say
dalal: allaa yer7amhaa inshalla
6alal: dalal... hathii kanaat ooomi ! kanaat a'3laaa nasi! kan maymir youm wanaa mag3ad ma3ahaa! maaa asawlif ma3aahaa! kint arou7 ashkii hmoumi 3indaahaa! kanaat 7ayatii kilaahaa she was not just a mother to us.. kanat oobooi w e5tii! it9adgeen kanat the best thing about my life! wal7een 5alas raa7aat! al7een mali a7ad! mali a7ad a6afra! mali a7ad ashkeela hamii? mafi a7ad! my sister mizyan? i have to be strong for her! al7een ihii malhaa '3airi! bas shlon magdar? kil mashoufha yitga6a3 galbi izyaada! magdar i be strong when anaa a9laan weak! maderi shassawii! il zimaan dar w 5athaa mini mama shaikha w al7een ma3endi '3airich Dalal!
dalal: 6alal isma3ni taraa thats lifee.... hathaa yomhaaa low shitsawii maraa7 ee'3ayer shaay! int yomek ba3ad yay wanaa ba3ad youmii yaay! lu el bachi efeeed chan bchait 3alaiha dam! 6alal ma9eer el wagt bnaseeeek ib tlhaaaaa ib 7atik oo trust me your life mara7 tougaf 3laiha. al7eeen laish tawa 9ar el shay oo el 9adma kbeeera bas b3dain kelshay ib yt'3ayar. al7een ihee raa7aat w allaah yir7amha w yaqmed rou7aa il jana!
6alaal its ok not to feel ok!
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7amad's pov:
kent 3allaa a39abi radaaait walaa 6alal moo bil bait! wain ra7? a5aff eeesaawwei ibnafsaaa shaay! i tried calling again ma raddd! fikra tyeebni w fikra twadeeni maderi waain ra7!
wallaa faj2a eedish... aaahh il 7emdilla
7amad: ha 6alal shlonik al7een?
6alal: a7saan...
we stayed quite
6alal: abe menik 6aleb
7amad: amer
6alal: abe ta7jiz 2 tickets 7ag likuwait ib asra3 wagt!
7amad: make them 3 magdar a5leek brou7ik yaa 5ooi!
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6alal's pov:
wini3im ib 7amad! rayal wallaa rayaaal! maligaait a7ad nafsaa! 6ayeb, w mou2adab, w kilshay!
allah ytamim 3alaih!
6alal: mashkoor 7abeeb walla... anaa al7en barou7 3ind mizyaan!
lazem arou7 a7acheehaa! magdar a5aleehaa in her time of need! ma3endahaa '3airiii!
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mizyan's pov:
im still in shock!
ya3ne 5alas maku mama shaikha?
shlon ba3eesh min doonhaa
i heard a knock on the door
wallaa 6alal yaa... he came in and sat right next to me
6alal: shlonich al7een?
mizyan: laish 9ar chithii 6alal?
6alal: ba3ad shinsawi mo beedna shay
mizyan: i miss her! i didnt say goodbye
6alal: 7abeebti bas 5alaas latabcheen! il bachii maraa7 eeridhaaa! well get through this inshaallaa
he hugged me
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(next day)
6alal: 7amaad rou7 i5th mizyan w ta3ly waraai wayed sh'3el
7amad: okkk!
7amad's pov:
ri7t 3ind shi8at jana
wallaa mizyan itba6el il bab
mizyan: 5air?
7amad: ahh o5-oo-ch galiii ayee a5thich
mizyan: OK! in6er hneee
shfeeehaa it7acherni ib nafsiyaa sam3a 3ani shay?
i could here her itsalem 3alaaa janaa ba3daain i6laa3t
mizyan: yalllaa!
7amad: 3a6eeni asheel jan6itich
mizyan: Mabi! anaa asheelha!
7amad: laaaa laaa 3a6eeni!
mizyan: ohhhhhh inttt matifhaaam?
7amad: ha?
mizyan: giltlik anaa asheelhaa
7amad: asef
chan anazel rasi, bhaam anaa shemsawi laish it7acheni chithi :s
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they did everything w rkebaw il 6ayara w6raat feehom... OFF TO KUWAIT!...6oul il 6ireeej they were quite kil wa7ed lahii ib tafkeeraa.
7amad's pov:
kanaaw shakel 6alal, w mizyan, eega6e3 il galb! il 3alam killaa yz3aal ilaaa these two! a'3laa ash5a9 ib 7ayatii, widii i help them bass i dont know what there going through! 9a3eb ishay ya3ni loosing yaditich 5a9atan ithaa u already lost your parents wihee imrabethom! kaan widdi arou7 alimhom!
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6alal's pov:
al7eeeeen anaa shasawii? i kept remembering what dalal told me... allaah ysteer lamaa nou9aal likuwait.. shlon badish baitnaa w mashoufhaa ga3daa it6ale3 tv wallaa ti6ba5, walaa it9are5 3al 5adaam! shlon maa ad5al w a7ibhaaa 3alaa rashaa w a6aferhaa? Shlon? i could feaal the tears building up ib my eyes ma kint abeehom yanziloun!
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mizyan's pov:
i kept remembering mama shaikhaa... lamaaa it6ig 6alaal lamaa eesameehaa shayou5, lamaa kanaat itzifnaaa ithaa hadainahaa bil bait w 6ila3na, lamaaa insawlef ma3ahaa w itsawlef 3an ayaam gabel, she was my mother that was taken away from me when i was little! now shes gone, i have no mother, no father, no grandfather, no GRANDMOTHER!
i only have myy brother! ga3dt abchi magidart, i couldnt hold the tears!
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Mzyan's pov:
Tba6al el glass door. All eyes were on me and 6alal. Enas kelhaaa msantsa na6ra ahalhaaa radeeen men sufaaar wa7na shayleeeeen ham ednya 3ala rasna. Tears were dried on my cheeks, my heart was Heavy. I took a deep breath and said…
Mzyan: yalla 6alal
6alal kan 5ash el 7zn eb Galba kan embayn 3alaih wayed. 6alal Eli 6ool 3umra ynthreb fi el mathal ga3d ashoufaaa maksoooor jdaaamy.
6alal was quite. He only held my hand
Mzyan: eth.ker rabic 6alal
6alal: laylahillalah.…
Moza came to pick us up.
As soon as I saw her I went and gave her a huge
Moza: mzyaaaaaaaan basich
mzyan whispered: abeeeeeha💔
6alal: yalla mshaina
I turned and looked at 6alal. Kan e3awer el galb akthaaar mny. Kan '3a9 bel bachya. (You know this feeling when you want to cry but you just can't? Yeaahhhh it hurts)
Moza pov:
7ram e3awrooon el galb, la mn om ela men obou wala 7tan min yada. Alla e3eenhom w9aber galb.hom.
mzyan in a loud voice : a55555
6alal: smela 3alaych men el a55
Awwh how cute el7mdillah mzyan 3ndaha e5ou methel 6alal 7anooon oo ib nafs el wagt rayal oo ynshad el thahar fe. Alla e5aleeeehom 7ag ba3ath
As soon as we arrived and entered mama shaikha's house. The nanny was carrying bags Ana 3an nafsy madri shno.
Mzyan pov:
What are those bags?
Mzyan: marry what is inside them?
Marry: all of mama shaikha's dara3a's. mama Sherifa said we throw.
Mama Sherifa is mama shai5a's sister. 3ala 5bri ena kan bainhom 3adawa bs madri Laish.
I went and opened the bags. They were full of mama shaikha's clothes. Re7at.ha kanat lail7eeen feeehom.
Then mama Sherifa Came down the stairs.
Mama Sherifa: ee Ana gtlaha et'3lhom.
Mzyan: ahh marry take them back
Mama Sherifa: 3ala kaifich eho?
I was shocked from her attitude. Shno taby et.hawash? Brou7y el feni mkaaafeeeni. I looked at 6alal bas he didn't react. Shno 3ady 3nda e'3loon a8rath.ha
I stayed quite. Ehya Marra 3ouda oo lazem b7tremha this is what mama shai5a always told me.
Mama Sherifa: yalla take them throw them.
6alal rfa3 rasa.
6alal: la 3ad Lai hnee oo 7adich! Bara el bait
Mama Sherifa: ha??
6alal: men gal ha? Sma3 yalla farjaay.
6alal made me smile. 7sait wara y thahar yasnidny.
Mama Sherifa left the house without any response.
Mzyan: ahh Ana barou7 dary.
Moza: ayi ma3ach?
Mzyan: la a7taj akoon brou7y shway
Moza: 3yal amrich bacher enshlah
Mzyan: enshlah
I went to my room.
El bait kan fathy Ana oo 6alal oo bas.
Ahh this is so hard.
I started crying my heart out. Then suddenly someone knocked my door.
Mzyan: mno?
6alal: 6alal
Mzyan: 7yaaak 6alal
6alal pov:
D5alt darha oo yraitny ma da5lt.
Kanat ga3d tabchy 7ail. Enas Kelha tabchy ya mzyan laken entay ma tabcheeeen. Madri shasawi walla madri.
I stretched my arm and gave her a huge
6alal whispered: mzyan no matter what I'll be there. Lat5afeeen 9ej ena fgadna a3az nasnaa bel dinya. Bs Ana 3ndi eyach oo Mabi a5sirech.
Mzyan pov:
I felt safe between his hands and started crying.
Mzyan: 6alal *sniff* a7bic.
………
Moza pov:
Moza: Zayoon 7ram 5nrou7 enam 3nd mzyan
Zaina: ee 7abebty alla e9berha.
Moza: bacher laman enrou7laha, enam
Zaina: ee 3shan enlaheeha shway. Ela ta3alay 6alal shlouna?
Moza: t3baaan wayed.
Zaina started to cry. Yes, it's heartbreaking no one imagined 6alal would cry.
Zaina: *sniff* 7raaaam :((
Mzyan's pov:
I opened el kabat oo 6la3t 9ourat my parents. Ahh I miss them
(Flashbacks)
Mzyan: mama wain my barbie?
Mama: Maderi wallaa
Mzyan: dawart kil mokan maligaitha.
Mama: yimkin ib ur barbie box
Mzyan: dawaart! kaanat my favorite dolll!
Faj2a wallaa 6alal eeyeey masik my doll! kan sha3arha mag9oo9 w kan marsoum shuwarb w le7ya 3ala wayha
Mizyan: MAMA SHOUFAY 6ALAL ISAWAA!
6alal: shinoo masawaait shay
Mama: Hat ilee beeedik!
6alal: 7iloo 9a7? 9ar ismaa bo 3alwa!
Mzyaan: MAMA zifee 6igeee!
Mama: 5al eewali ashtereelich wa7daa thaniaa! 6alal anaa araweek!
Mzyan: mabii mabii abeehaa!
Mama: rou7 lazeg sha3arhaaa w imsa7 wayhaa
6alal: inshallaa yomaa!
maawa3aainaa wallaa he did exactly what mama said!
(Back to reality)
i still have that barbie... I began to tear
ياطيب القلب وينك حرام تهجر ضنينك مشتاق لك ياحياتي عسى يردك حنينك ياشوق عيني لعينك
أتخيلك في المرايا في مجلسي والهدايا يا شين ذيك الزوايا من دون طلعة جبينك ياشوق عيني لعينك
ياطيب القلب وينك حرام تهجر ضنينك مشتاق لك ياحياتي عسى يردك حنينك ياشوق عيني لعينك
أخاف تذبل ورودي ويجف غصني وعودي محتاجلك ياوجودي محتاج أقبل ايدينك ياشوق عيني لعينك
ياطيب القلب وينك حرام تهجر ضنينك مشتاق لك ياحياتي عسى يردك حنينك ياشوق عيني لعينك
ايه والله إني أحبك وأموت وأحيا بحبك وحق ربي وربك أنا وقلبي رهينك ياشوق عيني لعينك
ياطيب القلب وينك حرام تهجر ضنينك مشتاق لك ياحياتي عسى يردك حنينك ياشوق عيني لعينك
ياشوق عيني لعينك ياشوق عيني لعينك ... ياطيب
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