Come back when you can (8)

Quwa;*

1. Shlonkoum?!

2. el jaw 3ajeeb el youm 9a7?!

3. I'm so sorry I didn't reply on ur comments bass I didnt have time, enshallah I'll start replying after posting this!

4. While I read the comments 3al sare3 I found that some of ur guesses were RIGHT so stop guessing allah y5aleekoum :p

Enjoy it;**

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"Basoma yuma shfeekoum?"

Basma: S3ood mo 9a7i! Kilish mo 6abe3e!

S3ood: mno ele mo lazim 7dooda al7en?

Basma turned around and walked towards him: goole inta mno? INTA MNO!? LAISH TITHAKART WAYED ASHYAA2 3AN EL KIL O INTA MO GADRA ATHKIRIK!

S3ood sighed.

Basma: LAISH MO GADRA ATHKIR SHAY 3ANIK?! GOOLE INTA MNO!

Basma saw tears in his eyes, he held her hand and put in on his chest near his heart, she could feel his heart beat in her hand.

S3od: ana s3ood o ana -

"BASMA!" her mother's voice interrupted them.

She heard s3ood sigh.

S3ood let go of Basma's hand and walked to his car, got in and drove off, She stood in her place staring at the space in front of her.

S3ood was so close of telling her everything, and her mother ruined the moment, She felt a hand on her shoulder she quickly turned around.

Basma: laish?

Mother: shno ele laish?

Basma's eyes teard up: kan ra7 ygoole! Kan ra7 ygoole kil shay!

Mother: shra7 ygolich?! Cham mara Gitlich fa ashya2 etha 3arafnaha nit3ab o etha nisaina 3anha nirta7!

Basma: bas ana mabe ansa! ANA ABE AT.THAKAR!

Basma saw her father walking towards them.

Basma: ana abe at.thakar ba3dain a7adid ele abe ansa wili abe atim thakrita!

"Khawla!? Sh9ayir? Shfeekoum?"

Her mother turned around: mo 9ayir ila el 3afya

Basma left her mother and father standing and walked inside the house.

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S3ood drove off with thousands of ideas crashing in his head, he made a deal with Mubarak and he can't break it! He must keep his mouth shut! If Basma remembers him she will remember pain, she will suffer and he didn’t want that.

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After lunch Basma sat on the couch facing the TV, She was staring at the colored picture, the motion, she was so confused about everything but the only thing that she was sure about is that she felt something shake inside her when S3ood put her hand on his heart, her body shivered and she had goose bumps just at the thought of it!

"Basoom!"

Basma: ha?

Najla: shitfakreen feh 9arli sina anadeech

Basma: ga3d a6ali3

Basma pointed at the TV.

Najla: oh A walk to remember! Amoot 3ala hal film!

Basma nodded.

Maryam came and sat beside Basma: agool Basoom shraych nroo7 Avenuse?

Basma shrugged her shoulders: kaifkoum

Najla: heeeeeeey! Ana 3indi dawam o intaw ba6aliya la tro7on bidoone

Maryam: waaaih a9lan i7na mit3amdeeen bnroo7 bidoonch!

While the girls were chatting , Fay and Bader walked in

Maryam: way Badoor tawkom tyoon? 6afkoum el'3ada!

Bader: ra7at 3alay noma o Fay kanat 3ind omha ta3bana shway

Fay walked with slow steps behind Bader, he greeted everyone and Fay greeted them after him, she looked sad.

Aked la2ana omha ta3bana.

Bader sat beside Maryam

Maryam: Badoor shfeekoum ta2a5artaw?

Bader: Gitlich ra7at 3alay noma o Fay kanat 3ind omha

Maryam: aha

Bader: '3areeba hidooo2! Wain Zayoona?

Maryam smiled: oboha wadaha el jam3iya

Bader smiled.

Basma felt that Fay was staring at her, when Basma turned around Fay gave her a weak smile.

Basma shfeeha t5izne chithi?

Basma stood up and walked to the garden, She felt someone walked behind her, she took a deep breath and sat on a small bench.

"Ohwa sibab ele intay feh"

Basma turned around and found Fay standing.

Basma: na3am?

Fay: hathe ele ahalich ygolona! Kint msafra bil wagt ele sawaitay feh el 7adith, Maryam dagat mayta 9ya7 o galatla inch sawaitay 7adith o da5altay ib '3ayboba!

Basma crossed her eyebrows.

Fay: o lama radait wala el kil ygoole o yloom S3ood, el kil ygool ina ohwa el sibab bil 7adith, nafsita t3ibat wayed o gam yloom nafsa 7awalt a8ni3a ina ohwa mala sh'3il bas lomhoum ta3iba o bida yi8tini3 feh

Basma: laish lamaw s3ood? S3ood shako? Sh3ala8ta fene?!

Bader: Faaaaaaayoona telephonch yrin!

Fay turned around and found Basma's father standing, she sighed and walked inside, She was sure that he listened to their conversation, his face expression proved that.

Basma stayed still in her place, she decided that to talk to S3ood and ask him for the truth but would she reach to him? She doesn’t have his number, she was very sure that no one would give her his number.

Mako 7al ela ine aroo7la el sharika! Ohh bas a5af ina oboy aw Mubarak ykoonon mawjooden o atwahag! A7iisa wayed greeb o ib nafs el wagt b3eed!

Basma sighed heavily.

Basma: Lazm o9ala! Lazm! Ya rab sa3dne a6la3 mn ele ana feeh ya rab!

Basma heard Zayoona's giggles, Zayona ran and jumped in Basma's lap

Basma: way! Zayoona 5ara3tene!

Zaina giggled.

Zaina: ri7t el jam3iya ma3a baaaba!

Basma: allah shno sharitay?

Zaina: kakaaaw wayed

Basma smiled, she saw that Zaina had something in her hand, she held it to her chest

Basma: haw Zayona hatha mobile?

Zaina giggled: ee

Basma: mobile mno?

Zaina put her tiny finger on Basma's lips: shuuuuuush!

Basma whispered: oh sorry, hatha mobile mno

Zaina: mobile Barooooki

Basma laughed: mn wain yibteeh?

Zaina: 5athaita mn dishdasha malta!

Basma laughed: yal shi6aaana!

Zaina giggled.

Basma's eyes widened an idea popped in her head.

Basma: Zayoona 3a6ene el mobile shwaya

Zaina: laaa! Ba3dain ta36ena Barooki!

Basma: la wala ma a36eeh bas bashof shay

Zaina: golaaay waaaaaaalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Basma giggled and imitated Zaina: waaaaalaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Zaina handed Basma the mobile, she was hesitant but she had to do it

She clicked on contacts and search S3ood

Basma Aywa! s3ood el X!

She took her mobile out of her pocket and saved his number, her heart beat was increasing, she quickly  gave Zaina the mobile, Zaina held it carefully with both hands and ran inside with her giggles and laughs filling the place.

Basma decided to leave her grandmother's house and go home so she could talk to s3ood in peace and without anyone interrupting them.

She stood up and walked inside, Bader and his wife were ready to leave, Maryam was busy talking with Najla and Mubarak was playing around with Zaina.

Basma looked around for her mother and found her sitting with her aunts and grandmother in the other living room.

Basma: mama

Mother: na3am

Basma: ana barid el bait

Mother: laish?!

Basma: rasi y3awirne shway

Mother: way Basoma shda3wa 7abebte! i5thay panadol o 5alich ga3da!

Basma sighed: ma agdar rasi y3awirne!

Mother: 5athitay kil el adwiya ele 3a6ach yaha el doctor?

Basma nodded.

Grandmother: way Khawla 7abebte 5aleha troo7 damha ta3bana 5al trid el bait ta5ith.laha '3afwa

Basma smiled, she felt that her grandmother understood her.

Mother: mashi roo7ay, kaifich!

Basma turned around to leave the room and her mother called her.

Mother: dagaitay 3ala el sayi8?

Basma: weeeeh la!

Grandmother: ro7ay ma3a m7amad sayi8na

Basma: ok

Basma got in the car and the driver drove off.

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She reached home and walked upstairs to her room, she put her purse on her bed, grabbed the water bottle and her mobile.

Basma put her hand on her heart, she was so nervous!

What would she tell him? How will she introduce herself? A lot of questions ran through her head but how would she ask? What if he didn’t have answers for her questions? What if he refused to answer? What if he gave her answers that would make her more curious.

Basma sighed and sat on her small couch, held her mobile, searched S3ood Al Flani and clicked on the green button.