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1. Shlonkoum?!


2. Thank you for ur kind and sweet words about this story and my writing you guys always make my day;**


3. I'm really glad that I have a lot of new readers! oh btw my old readers wainkoum? :p


4. I hope that u find the story good and  interesting  ;)


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Basma left the dining room and walked around the house and walked upstairs, she took a deep breath and looked around, She tried to remember which way was her room but got distracted by the photo frames that were in the living room, pictures of their childhood, a lot of photos of her small family.



Basma walked through a corridor and there was two doors one on the left and one on the right ayhe dari?


She opened the door that was on the right, aked hathe dari.


The room was baby pink, everything else was white, the closet, the bed, even the small cute sofa.


Basma smiled, she took a deep breath and entered her room, she had a lot of photo frames on the wall, her graduation pictures, Family photos and a lot of her and Najla's pictures.


She looked at herself in the mirror her brown long hair, her brown eyes, tanned skin, Basma touched her face then ran her hand through her hair and smiled, she was back home and her big friendly family were downstairs.


*Knock knock*


Na3am?


The door opened and Mubarak peeked his head: ad5al?


Basma smiled: tifathal


Mubarak: ha shraych bil '3urfa


Basma giggled: 7ilwa


Mubarak smiled.


Basma: ma athkirha


Mubarak gave Basma a side hug: 3adi 3adi shway shway ra7 tathkreen enshallah


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Everyone sat and sipped their tea and giggled at Zayoona, she was sitting in Mubarak's lap and smiling at everyone, Zayoona giggled every time Mubarak whispered in her ears


Maryam: Zayoona mama ta3alay! Baroook ista7 3ala wayhik shtgol 7ag binti?! La t5ariibha!! Bainik o bainha 24 sina yal thalim!


Everyone laughed.


Zaina had no idea what her mother just said but giggled and ran to Basma, she jumped on her lap and hugged her: Basooma 5ishene 5ishene!


Basma giggled and hugged Zaina back.


Basma felt someone's eyes burning her, she looked at her left and found s3ood staring at her, he quickly looked away.


 His short black hair, sleepy sad eyes, and shy smiles were so familiar, There was something so strange about him and she needed to know it!


"Basooma"


Basma turned around: na3am?


Grandmother: ta3alay shway


Basma went to her grandmother and sat down beside her.


Basma looked at her with curious eyes


Her grandmother got something out of her pocket, it was a gold necklace.


Basma stared at the necklace it was a gold flower.


Basma: 7agi?


Mama fa6ma: kanat lich, awal ma da5altay el mistashfa 3a6oona kil shay kintay labsita o gilt aridha lich


Basma smiled.


Mama Fa6ma: kanat dayman 3ala rgubtich


Basma wore the necklace: mashkora mama Fa6oma


Mama Fa6ma: el 3afo 7abebte


Najla: Basooom basoom ta3alay Zayoona btsam3ich I'3niya


While they were sitting and chatting they heard a lady greeting them


"El salam 3alaikoum! 5alkoum ga3deen mabe a5arib 3alaikoum siwalifkoum"


Basma looked at her & her face wasn’t familiar at all, uff ele ygol ako a7ad wayha ma2lof 3alay!


"Shlonch Basma?"


Basma stood up to greet the lady.


Basma: b5air el 7imdallah 5alti, intay shlonch?


"Tathkrene wala ma tathkrene?! 3ad '3ameetha 3alaich! Bint ib hal 3umr tmir ib shay chithi o tinsa kil shay! Aked 7altich 9a3ba!"


Basma crossed her eyebrows, She saw s3ood sigh heavily he stood up and walked beside her, he was so close that she could smell his scent, he left the living room and walked outside.


Basma's mother stood up beside Basma: el 7imdallah inha ib 9i7a o 3afya!


From the way her mother talked to the lady Basma knew that she wasn’t a good person.


"Hathe om Fay o s3ood" Najla whispered in Basma's ears.


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The family gathering ended in peace and it was time for Basma to sleep.


Basma got into the bathroom, opened her closet and looked for a pj to wear, it was the first time that she opens her closet


She giggled: 3indi wayed hdom


Basma wore her pjs and laid down in bed, she stared at the ceiling


*Knock knock*


Tifathal


"Basoma 7abebte nimtay?"


"La baba tifathal"


Basma smiled and took a deep breath, her father entered with a big smile on his face, he sat on her bed beside her.


Father: ma midane asoolif ma3ach


Basma smiled.


Father: ma t9adgeen shkithir walhana 3alaich, Mukanich futha allah y7afthich 7abebte


Basma's eyes were full of water, he father gave her a quick hug and left the room, she could swear that she saw tears in his eyes.


When she was about to close the lamp, she heard a hard knock on the door.


"Basoooooooma!!"


She giggled: na3am Mubarak!


Mubarak: feech 6al3a!


He quickly opened the door: Barook el sa3a 12 bil lail


Mubarak: 5osh point


They laughed.


He laid across her bed: tadren ine walaht 3alaich


Basma: adri


He laughed: ma'3rooooooooooora


Basma: Barook


Mubarak: ha?


Basma: IS YOU AREEEEEE OR IS YOU AIN'T MY BAAAAAABAAAAAAAAAAAY!


Mubarak jumped of the bed and stared at Basma and she kept on staring back: shfek?


Mubarak: hathe hathe-


Basma: I'3niyatna?


Mubarak: ee tathkren?!


Basma nodded: kanat Zayona t6al3 Tom&Jerry wi6la3at el 7al8a o madri shlon-


Basma rubbed her forehead


Basma: madri shlon tithakart


Mubarak gave Basma a tight squeezing hug.


Basma: way Barook bas aaah ma agdar atnafas


Mubarak let go of Basma: ti9b7een 3ala 5air


Basma: winta mn ahla


Mubarak left the room, Basma closed her lamp and eyes.


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"Ahhh bismallah el ra7maaaan el ra7eem"


Basma kept on breathing heavily, She had the weirdest dream!


She dreamed the she feel in a pound and all the ducks were around her she started laughing and crying at the same time, someone helped her out and took of his scarf and cleaned her coat and her face, She started shaking and crying , he laughed and held her in his arms, she couldn’t see his face! She couldn’t! he kept on repeating "ana ma3ach ihday, mafech ila el 3afya" she heard his voice, felt his hug, but couldn’t see his face.


She sighed: 7ilm…7ilm mo 9ij!