Dalal e3yoonh (Part 13)

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Passion

-- Dalal --

Jsmi e3awrni… rasi edoor… im too tired to open my eyes…

“la inshalla lat7ati.. bs en5fa’9 ‘9a’36ha w e’3ma 3alaiha.. 5alha trta7 w 3a6ooha a lot of mawal7, w inshalla ‘9a’36ha byrja3 6abee3i…”

who’s this stranger… who is he talking to?...

“bs dktor hee ma chd che estwalha, and she’s healthy. takl balanced meals w I know for a fact she’s modminat salt and vinegar chips, fa kaif ‘9a’36 bynzl?! Mit2akd mafeeha shay thany? Ma awadeeha el mstashfa?!”

I’ve never had a low blood pressure in my life, ha shu egool?!

“yaboyh ya hamad, mafeeha shay inshalla. Bs tara el akl mb shar6 hoo eli khaf’9 ‘9a’36ha, marat el ensan lo kan m’6ayj wla ma’9’3oo6 yn5f’6 ‘6a’36a. ennas tet7ara hal ashya trfa3 e’9a’36, bs fen as jsmhom mu5talf. 3al 3moom ana 5atht blood sample w ba6arsheh el mu5tabar, bs enteh lat7aty inshalla mafeeha ela el3afyh”

“mashkoor bu Khalid, matga9r…”

I heard the door close, and then a warm body hugged me from the back…

“Dalloola… ana asf…”

-- Hamad --

I held her in my arms, hoping and praying that she’d wake up.

I felt her shiver suddenly, so I held her closer to me…

“Hamad…” she whispered,

Hamad: ana hni 7abeeby,

She tried to move, “latet7arkein, lata3been 3mrch.”

Dalal turned on her back and tilted her head to face me, “wein ana?”

Hamad: fl mazra3a, mazra3at eboyh. Knt yaybnch hni 3shan ntkalam rwa7na and spend some time alone.. bs e’3ma 3alaich.. shay e3awrch a7een??

Dalal: la.. bs shway rasi..

Hamad: ana asf.. sam7eeni…

Dalal: I cant do this right now… mmkn etsa3dni ansh please?

Hamad: haih ta3ali,

I got up and held her arms; she first sat on the bed and slowly got to her feet.

She wasn’t strong enough because she lost her balance, and I had to grab her.

Hamad: rdi ensad7ai, bayeeblch eli tbeinh.

Dalal: mabak teebli shay, aba aseer el7amam a’3sl wayhi

Hamad: bayeeblch malleh feeha may wla foodh 5arsanh.

Dalal: HAMAD! Bs!

-- Dalal ---

I snapped at him… shit, I didn’t mean to. But he was being too attentive and it was just getting on my nerves. Mool mb mtfayjtleh.

“ok” was all he said.

He walked out of the room…

I really didn’t mean that…

Sigh.

Double sigh.

I washed my face and freshened up.

I think he took off my abaya when I fainted, cuz I was in my jeggings and silk off-white-shirt.

I opened my hair and let my waves fall; if we’re going to argue I might as well look good so he’d feel bad…

How mean.

No! He deserves it! He kissed another woman! He didn’t tell me he’d meet her! He deserves every piece of shit he’s getting!!!

His room in the mazra3a was nice, wsee3a w mu6ellah 3al 7o’6… I miss the swimming pool… it takes me back to our honeymoon… ma3arf kaif I had to guts to do or say the things I did…

I walked out of the room and found him sitting on the sofa e6al3 tv. The villa was round; the living room was in the middle and there were doors to the bedrooms I assume. The only room that didn’t have a door was the kitchen; there was no dining room. Interesting.

Design wise that would mean that it was purposely done so that they would eat outside next to the pool where I saw a garden table.

I sat next to him; he was silent. Didn’t even look at me.

Dalal: e7m.

He didn’t say anything.

I faked another cough.

All he did was pull a bottle from a basket that was at the foot of the sofa (I didn’t even notice it!) and placed it on the coffee table.

Dalal: maba mai.

Hamad: maglt anh lch, 7a6eit-ha hni lelli-yba

Dalal: whats with the attitude?

He didn’t answer.

Dalal: seriously? Last time I checked ana eli lazm antf5 w ma aramsk mb enteh. Nseit anh enteh elii bst w7dh in public who apparently wasn’t even ur wife, who happens to be me btw! You didn’t even tell me ur meeting her!!!

Hamad: khala9ti?

How COLD!!! Shu 5ala9tii ba3ad!!!! Ystahbal?!!!!!

Dalal: haih.

Hamad: 1- mat3aleen 9otch 3ala raylch.

2- ana rayal el beit. Aseer w arid wein ma aba. Mb entii et7asbeeny wein srt w wein yeit.

3- lo eshay e59ch, bagoolch. Bs eshay may59ch.

4- next time trf3een feeha 9otch, latlomeen ela nafsch.

And to think I was feeling guilty cuz I thought it was my fault che estwabch, if you cant respect me enough anch mat3aleen 9ootch, then I don’t think u deserve the apology I was about to give you.

He got up and walked out.

What…

Just…

Happened…

--- Hamad ---

I was going to do anything 3shan etsam7ni… knt bajlblha ednya 3shan achoof ebtsamat-ha mara thanyh… bs not anymore…

Mno hee 3shan et9ar5 3alayh che? Et3allii 9oot-ha 3alayh?! Ana Hamad?! Et3alli 9oot-ha 3alayh?!

E3lha masame7atni! 9oot-ha matrfa3h 3alayh,

I drove 3al 3arageeb to cool down…

Never in my life was I angry like this.

If she was joking bagool ma3alaih,, but no, she wasn’t joking.

Nafsii 3zeezh w mosta7eel ar’6a w7dh che etramsni.

Sigh,

Esta’3fer allah.

a3ooth billah min eshei6an.

Shu asawi,

Kaif 7ayati estwat che,

Kaif 7ali w9al hni

Min meta ana w dalal ne’6arab?

Min meta we argue?

Min meta en3ali a9watna 3a ba3a’6?

Min meta I walk out on her?

La… klh wa la dalal… lo shu, mat-hoon I walk out on her…

Bs she disrespected me…

I felt so bad anh ha klh estwa bsbati,,, l2ani ana za3alt-ha…

Sigh…

Ba3adni a7bha…

--- Dalal ---

Did he just walk out on me?!

Tears fell down my eyes…

--- Hamad ---

I came back to the mazra3a and she wasn’t in the living room, 7awalt afch bab el’3rfa w lgeiteh magfool…

Mafyh ayls atraja w a7aylha etfchli,

I went out and straight to my rooms window. I used to sneak out at night; I broke my windows handle and it was the only window that could be opened from outside.

I got in slowly and quietly. I found her sleeping on the bed…

She looks like an angel when she’s asleep.

I have the most beautiful wife, and yet I have crappy luck…

Tgarabt mnha, w chft edmoo3 3ala 5adha. Shaklha tawha ‘3fat. El m5adh 5arsanh, 7abeebty wayd 9a7at…

Screw you hamad shu saweitbha…

Ensda7t waraha w 7’6ant-ha.. grabt-ha mni w ybt ras-ha 3nd my pillow; hers was wet from tears…

Her body shook and she turned around to face me quickly, “hamad?”

I didn’t say anything, “5ooz 3anni,” she was pushing me away.

I held her tighter, “shhh dalal,”

Dalal: mabak gom 3anni, akrahk…

Hamad: shhh baby bs…

--- Dalal ---

He was whispering and shushing me, he kissed my wet eyes; he planted soft kisses on my eyes and kept whispering “bs 7abeeby… khala9…”

Marmt at7arrak, my body wouldn’t move (and yeah he was also holding me really tight)

I started crying again…

“shhhh…” he whispered again and ran his fingers through my hair,

“its ok 7abeeby… its gonna be alright…”

I couldn’t speak… I just shook my head…

“Dalali ma3alaih… im here… we’ll work it out… bs lat9ee7een 7abeeby… haddi shway galbi…”

it only made me cry more… how can he change 180 daraja! How can he be this nice to me…

is it because this is the real him?!

I know I made him angry… but I was hurt…

“ana asfh…” I sobbed some more…

Hamad: dalali, 3yooni (he kissed my eyes some more), bs, lat9ee7een. Ana asf ‘3aya’6t 3alaich… ana asfh kalamtch bha6areeqa… bs lat9e7een..

Dalal (yes, still crying like a stupid weak baby. Sigh ma3arf laish ana che): ana asfh hamad… make this pain go away… make it all ok…

He grabbed my chin with one hand and kissed me.

It wasn’t a soft kiss.

It wasn’t a hard one.

It was a kiss that said you’re mine and I wont let you go. It was wet and wild. It was possessive; he wouldn’t let go of my chin.

All I could do was kiss him back; god I love him.

I love everything about him.

--- Hamad ---

the moment she kissed me back, I pulled her closer to me. This is my dalal…

I pulled back shway and saw her eyes, she started back at me and her eyes were glowing.

She had beautiful eyes… they take you deep into her soul…

Hamad: Do you trust me?

Dalal: With my life.

Hamad: I didn’t kiss her back.

Dalal: ……. Ok……

Hamad: dalloola…

Dalal: hmm?

Hamad: lawe3atly bchabdi… im glad shay toothbrush hni w toothpaste, seedh I brushed my teeth when the doctor was checking up on you.

Dalal: *giggles*

Hamad: your lips are home to me... you're heaven.

And he kissed me again…

I pulled him closer, and he came on top of me…

“ana asf,” he whispered against my lips…

“later,” I replied pulling his faneelh off,

and he showed me what love means all over again,