Dalal e3yoonh (Part 9)

--- Hamad ---

My feet wouldn’t move, it barely kept me standing…

How did she know about Heba?

How did she get to her?

How did she reach my wife?

Why was she still haunting me?

Was that guy really Dalloola’s cousin? Hal ‘6lamt-ha?

Shu asawi…

I made her cry… I saw the tears before she ran…

Shit! I never made a girl cry! Damn it I hava to fix this fast.

--- Dalal ---

Someone was trying to open the door, but found it locked from inside… I heard a knock on the door… “dalal…fchi el bab…”

I wont…

Hamad: Dalloola please fcheeli el bab…

Never…

Hamad: Dalal… lat5aleeni che, lat5aleena che… please fchi el bab… 5alna ntfaham…

I cant…

I sobbed….

He must’ve heard me…

Hamad: dalaaliii d5eelch lat9ee7eeen… 5ala9 ma bntfaham, ma bntkalam fl maw’6oo3 ba3ad… bnsawi eli tbeinh, bs fcheeli el bab… 5aleeni amsa7 dmoo3ch… 5aleeni ara’6eech…

Magdar… he hurt me… he’s cheating on me… magdar…

Hamad: baby… please… 36eeny fr9a… 3al aqal let me explain… w u know when im lying ull see it on my face… bs fchi el bab yalla 7abeeby… 3shan 5a6riii fchii el bab…

Don’t use that card…. 7mar…. akrahk…. 7ayawan….

Hamad: mali 5a6r 3ndch?

Ass…

--- Hamad ---

she unlocked the door… I got in and found her face covered in tears…

Hamad: dalaalii

I took a step closer but she took a step back, “latdgnii…” ouch… kaif ma tbeini adgch ya dalal… kaif ma tbeini atgarrab mnch…

Hamad: ok…

I sat on the floor… I watched her slide down and sit opposite to me…

Hamad: can we talk?

Dalal: no…

Hamad: ok.

Dalal: who is she?

Shu tbeini agoolch dalal… wein tbeini abda…

Hamad: kaif 3rafti 3anha…

Dalal: does it matter? I know khala9.

Hamad: lat9adgeen ay klmh etgoolch eyaha…

I don’t know what lies Heba stuffed into my babys head, I don t know if she’ll get it if I explained.

Dalal: and u expect me to believe ramsat the liar? Kaif etg9 3alayh? L3bh jdamk? You’re just toying with my feelings as well?

Hamad: Ma chd chthabt 3alaich fe shay Dalal… heba is in my past, and I kept her there, way before we got married… I forgot her before I decided to marry you.

Dalal: stop lying…

Hamad: estweit chathab Dalal?

--- Dalal ---

I know he’s saying the truth, but why can’t I believe him…

And why is he making me feel guilty for saying he’s a liar?!!!!

Dalal: sma3tk etgool esmha when ur asleep…

Hamad: it must’ve been a dream or a nightmare, u cant take people for what they say in their dreams.

Maybe… but…

Dalal: you said something the other day… you meant it for her didn’t you…

Hamad: shu glt?

Dalal: mashay…

He sat next to me, and moved me closer…

His legs were now circling me; I was in his arms.

My back was against his chest and his face was on my neck…

Hamad: a7bch dalal… etha qa9dch hal shay then e6amenay cuz I said it to you, adri ani knt dahman w fyh rgad but I said it in full conscious, and meant it.

I just remained silent in his arms, listening to him breath. I was lost in my own thoughts when he interrupted me, “Dalal…”

Dalal: hmm?

Hamad: ana asf…

Dalal: 3ala?

Hamad: the way I treated you. The way I talked to you. I’m also sorry shakeit feech, I should’ve known better. Sam7eeni…

Dalal: ok…

Hamad: bs? Che? Ok?

I moved to the front a bit and turned around to face; now we both sat on the floor- legs crossed.

Dalal: Hamad… (I took his hand to comfort myself more than him) look. I’m going to say this once, and I really don’t want to go there again because im shutting off ALL my feelings and going to be blunt with you. Fa please la tz3al min eli bagoolh.

Hamad: ok… (he squeezed my hands in his and moved closer… ass)

Dalal: I’ve never had a relationship with a guy before. Not even in university. I don’t have guy friends. Its just not my thing. The closest people to me are Meero and Khalfoon. If he was in the country when we got married you would’ve met him. This is one thing. The other thing is, you need to learn to trust me, because im your “wife”. Last thing is, ma ar’6a 7ad e3ali 9oteh 3alayh. Tba etramsni, etkalmni bhdoo2. Ana mb yahl, w mb 9amkha. I can hear clearly. Screaming at me is disrespectful. And I don’t think I did anything that deserves that.

He remained silent and only nodded his head when I was speaking…

Hamad: Thank you for telling me you don’t, or should I say “didn’t” have relationships before.

Dalal: and never will

Hamad: noted. But I need you to understand that ive seen and met a lot of girls in my life, and im not saying your like them, but I got used to seeing the same kind of girls. I know you’re different. But ive been through some things that made me have trust issues. I trust you, I really do. But its so easy for my brain to doubt people… I know it doesn’t justify my actions, but please try to understand… ana asf.

Dalal: *sigh* ok. Sama7tk.

Hamad: 9dg?! (he literally jump and stood up, pulling me with him)

Dalal: *giggles* yes. Mat-hoon 3alayh lel2asaf.

Hamad: lel2asaf?!!!

He started tickling me and I ran in the room looking for a place to hide but didn’t find any, it was too late anyways he caught me in less than 2 seconds.

He kept tickling me til I fell on the bed and the next minute he was on top of me.

He was tickling me so much but his body was crushing mine that I couldn’t move under him, I just screamed and begged him to stop as tears formed in my eyes from laughing.

Then…

He stopped…

His face was so close to mine…

And his eyes… god, those gorgeous eyes… they were so deep, yet serious….

--- Hamad ---

She was beautiful… every time I look at her I notice how even more beautiful she was…

She was beautiful inside and out…

I felt like I don’t deserve her…

I was such an ass to her, yet she forgave me…

She’s not even asking me for an explanation…

I owe her one. she deserves one…

Hamad: 7abeeby… (yalla 3aslha hamad gabl matfr qmblh 3alaiha) you’re not going to ask me who Heba is?

Dalal: no. (she wrapped her arms around my neck,)

Hamad: why? (I fixed myself and now lay directly on top of her, my arms on either side of her head)

She started to run her finders through my hair, “because I trust you,” her lips curled into a smile, “and because something tells me I shouldn’t bother with her and get myself upset over something in the past”

I leaned closer… and placed a soft kiss on her lips… “fdaitch…”

--- Dalal ---

“fdaitch…” he whispered against my lips, and then he kissed me again; this time it was deeper.

Dalal: wait…

Hamad kissed me again, “mmm?”

Dalal: she’s in the past right? (what?!! A girl has to check!!!)

Hamad: yes.

Dalal: and theres no one in your present?

Hamad: there is; she’s my wife who’s not letting me kiss her at the moment.

Dalal: and there wont be anyone in the future ‘3eirha, right?

Hamad pulled his head an inch or two back to look at me straight in the eyes, “never.”

Dalal: ok.

He leaned down again to kiss me, but…

Dalal: wait wait wait wait

Hamad chuckled: 3yooni 2amrii, shu ba3ad fe 5a6rch?

Dalal: promise?

Hamad: promise you what?

Dalal: about the future…

Hamad laughed at me now, 7mar yakhi ana shlii if I have my own trust issues ba3ad! “promise 7abeeby,”

Dalal: hehe ok, you can kiss me now?

Hamad: laa? (he placed a quick kiss on my lips) 9dg? (and another) a7een ystwi? (and another) ma a7taj maw3d wa 7a’6ratch? (and another! AUGH JUST KISS ME ALREADY!!!)

I grabbed his shirt and pulled me so close and kissed him. I was not gonna wait for him.

That move was all he needed, the next minute he was kissing me deeper than before, sucking me lips, biting them, and planting wet kisses on my neck.

Oh god, the way he kissed my neck. It was heaven… his hands moved everywhere; we were suddenly taking of each other’s clothes.

He whispered the sweetest words to me. He lifted me and put my head on the pillow… he planted wet kisses on my jaw, down my neck, and all over my body; he kissed me in places I didn’t know were kissable…

He took my breath away...

He made me fly...

He made me happy…

And he was all mine.