Dalal e3yoonh (Part 12- B)

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Passion

-- Hamad--

Hamad: Dalal?!!!

Shutsawi hathy hnii?!!!

She turned around and faced me; her face was pale. Did she hear what we said? Did she see what happened?!!!

Dalal smiled, “halla Hamad…”

-- Meera --

How on earth was she faking a smile now, omg 7abeebty her eyes are tearing up and she’s trying to act strong.

-- Heba --

The damage is done. He’s mine now. It’s only a matter of time.

-- Dalal --

I felt Meeras arm around me; holding me tight.

“its ok,” she whispered.

Hamad: Dalal shutsaween hni?

I was following you Hamad… following you to see the threat…

Dalal: gtlk ba6la3 wya meera sweety. Btw this is meera, meera this is Hamad rayli.

God knows what I was doing… my lips were moving on their own and words are just coming out…

What happened…

How did I get into this…

Why does this hurt…

Hamad: 5ala9ti?...

I nodded… I couldn’t talk anymore…

Hamad: meera tsm7eeli a5th-ha wyayh lo sma7tii?

Meera: no. sorry I need to take her back home.

Hamad: I’ll take her home.

Meera: not your home Hamad. Im taking her back to her home; beit eboha.

Hamad: na3am?

Meera: enough drama for one day.

I heard meera say with a tough voice; I love her. I love the fact that she has my back no matter what. I love that she’ll fight my wars for me without me asking…

She’s always been that way; in school she’d stand up for me when teachers picked on me. She’d fight the girls when they even considered bullied me… I love her…

But this is my battle… my own… I need to do this on my own…

Dalal: meera… its ok…

Meera: u sure?

Dalal: yeah… I can handle it.. talk to you later, ok?

Meera looked at me waiting for a moment of hesitation; but she found none.

She hugged me, “call me whenever,”

Dalal: like always. Thanks, for everything.

Meera: no problem.

She looked at Hamad, “try and hurt her, and I swear ill hurt you so bad that I might even make you forget your name.”

And she walked away before he could say anything.

She left Shakespeare and then I walked towards the door, “yalla,”

He drove silently while I looked outside the window… suddenly he parked in a place ive never seen before. Chanh a farm, it looked nice.

Hamad: shu knti etsaween hnak?

I wont lie… I’m not a liar…

Dalal: I followed you.

Hamad: ma tethqeen fyh? (he looked at me,,, hurt)

Dalal: not when the girl involved makes it a habit of kissing my husband in public.

Hamad: it meant nothing.

Dalal: then why did you go and meet her?

Hamad: I needed closure.

Dalal: mb 3thr.

Hamad: 9a7 kalamch… mb 3thr… bs youm w7deh knti wyaha for years w marrat wyach fe a5as ayyamch w faj2a t5tfi 3anch and leaves u with a text saying “I need time apart”, u need closure.

Shu agoolh, I hate him… no… I hate her… I hate this… I hate hal klh… laish che ystwi fyh…

My eyes are tearing up…

I opened the door and left the car, I don’t know where I was heading, I just walked. I don’t want to be close to him. I don’t want to see him, hear him, feel him around me, or even ashm ree7tah 3addali..

Hamad followed me in three strides, “Dalal!” he grabbed my arms.

Hamad: Dalal please fhmeeni.. please 7awlii… I moved on a nseit-ha… bs kanat tet9l eb hamdeh e5ti w et6arshlha msgs… when she txted me I needed to tell her its over. It was closure for both me and her.

Dalal: it didn’t seem over for her Hamad!! Kaif tbani afham youm chft w7deh etboos rayliii?!!! Rayliii ana?!!! The guy who is supposed to be MINE! And ONLY mine!

Hamad: ana asf… Dallooola walla I was trying to fix things, walla I wanted to get her out of my life completely…

Tears were falling down my cheeks…

Dalal: I believe you… I believe you Hamad… but I don’t know if I can forgive you…

Suddenly my head felt light, and the world went black...

"DALALL!!!!!"