Come back when you can (27)

Quwa;**

1. Shlounkoum?!

2. I neeed to sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!

3. Ma giltoole wain kintaw lama 9arat el storm on friday?!! Tell me ur stories!!

4. la7athtaw ina I'm posting wara ba3ath?!! I miss some of my readers min zmaan they didnt comment is everyone okaaay?

Enjoy it;**

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Basma woke up because of soft knocks on her door: haaaaaaaaaaa!

The door opened and Basma saw Mubarak standing: Basoom

Basma rolled to the other side of the bed: haa

Mubarak: mo gadir anam

Basma: laaaish?

Mubarak: madri

Basma opened her lamp and saw her brother's sad eyes: awwww Baroooooooook!

Mubarak smiled: taben barid?

Basma: tabe nig3ad bil 9a6i7?

Mubarak: kina dayman-

Basma: nig3ad bil 9a6i7! Adri athkir!!

Basma smiled, she jumped out of bed.

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S3ood couldn’t sleep he rolled to Basma's side of bed, held the pillow tight and closed his eyes hoping that he'll get some sleep, he heard a knock on  the door, S3ood sighed and jumped out of bed quickly and rushed to the door.

He opened it and found his father standing

S3ood: yuba?

"kint nayim yuba?"

S3ood: laa

S3ood rubbed his eyes: 9ayir shay?

"la 7abebe mu 9ayir shay may5alif… asoolif wiyak shway"

S3ood:  aked 7ayak Allah

S3ood got a bit worried it was the first time that his father comes to his apartment.

They sat facing each other.

S3ood: 5air yuba 9ayir shay?

Father: la yuba mu 9ayir ila el 3afya bas tawa omik kalimatne

S3ood's heart beat increased: ee?

Father: kalamtene 3an Basma

S3ood froze in his place: ee?

Father: tabene a7ache oboha

S3ood: eee?!!!

S3ood's father sighed.

S3ood: yuba ana-

Father: yuba inta tabene arid murtik? Inta tadre shili baina o bain Al Flani o ham bitridne 7ag nafs el mishkila

S3ood: yuba-

Father: S3ood yuba inta t3arf 3ala8atna ib Al Flani

S3ood sighed: kalamt.houm min gabil laish al7en el wath3 '3air?

Father: kalamt.houm  lama kina mi7tajeen musa3adat.houm o sim3atna 6ay7a bil soog!

S3ood rubbed his forehead: yuba bas *sigh* tikfa

Father: ma kan widi inik t7idne arid akalmhoum mara thanya

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"Shra7 tsawen?"

Basma: madri

Mubarak dug his spoon in his ice cream: tabene akalma?

Basma: la.. ana bakalma… Barok ma t9adig shili 7asa feeh! Nathrata dayman 7azeena o a7is dayman 5angita 3abrita

Mubarak: 6abe3e Basom intay kintay murta o itifa8na ina yinsach dam intay ma tathkrena

Basma sighed.

Mubarak: tara 7ata el rayal y7ib o yit.thayag o yolah

Basma: bas ohwa-

Mubarak: ohwa mi3tirif ina walhan o ta3ban bidonch? Bayi3ha bo 3azooz!!

Mubarak smiled, Basma giggled: wala ana el bay3at.ha asoolif ma3ak 3an hal siwaalif

Mubarak smiled, they stayed silent for a minute.

Basma: Barok

Mubarak: hmm

Basma: sha5bar '3alya?

Mubarak sighed: madri

Basma: laish?

Mubarak: la2anha safarat winga63at a5barha 3ani

Basma: Barok bas inta t7ibha lazm tkonon ma3a ba3ath!!

Mubarak: o S3ood y7ibich o ma ashofkoum ma3a ba3ath?!!

Basma: ana o S3ood '3air!!

Mubarak: intay w S3ood ele wagif baikoum ahalkoum wana o '3alya ele wagif baina marath.ha!!

Basma: bas 3al a8al nisma3 a5barha… khangool matat ma nadri ya3ni?!

Mubarak jumped from his place: BASOM! SH.HAL 7ACHE?!

Basma: madri 3anik!! Barok kintaw imalcheen ya3ni kanat murtik!

Mubarak: ihya i5tarat inha tinsane witsafir ihya ele i5tarat!!

Basma: winta ma mana3t.ha

Mubarak: Basoom shlon amna3ha!! '3alya mareetha!!

Basma: chan ri7t ma3aha! Chan 7asast.ha inik tabe itim ma3aha o ma yhimik 7ata law kanat mareetha!!

Mubarak sighed, his heart ached.

Basma: khalait.ha troo7!! Bidon wala kilma, bidon la 7ata tgoolha inik ra7 tan6irha!

Mubarak: BAS!! BASOMA TIKFAIN BAS!! Ele 9ar 9aaar o intaha!! Ga3adtich 3ashan t5afifeeen 3ani wala tzedeen hame?!!

Mubarak closed his eyes tightly, sighed and walked downstairs, he left Basma on the roof alone.

Basma sighed, She sat in her place staring at the dark sky.

"way bismallah!"

Basma felt her mobile buzz

Ga3da? I can't sleep.

Basma's smile grew wider, he couldn’t sleep and he thought of her? She giggled and sent him a reply.

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S3oood walked to the kitchen grabbed a bottle of water and sat on the kitchen counter, he felt his mobile buz in his pocket, He didn’t even think that Basma would be up.

Ga3da, are u okay? what's wrong?

Nothing is wrong, mu gadir anam

Laish?

Madri

Lal7een za3lan mine?

La, Laish ma nimtay?

Mubarak mu yaylaa noom o ga3adne ma3ah o tawa za3al 3alay o nizal

Nizal?

Ee nizal

Bsaim laykoun ga3da bil sa6i7

LOOL shdarak?!

Murti a3arfiiich 3adil

Basma froze when she read that sentence her heart ached, she couldn’t breathe, S3ood sighed and hit the wall with his hand.

Both of them stayed silent