A9lan Ana Majnouunak (31)

Previously:

I looked to my right, they were still staring at us.

"Ohhhhhh fuck." I said in a low voice.

"Shfeech?" asked Jude.

I looked ahead, and my body stiffed up.

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"SHFEECH?! Latkhar3eenii..!"

I was in utter shock. "AMBAIIIIH! THEY'RE FRIENDSSS!"

"Who?! Whaat ?! JAY! What the hell are you talking about?!" asked Dalia, confused, as she lowered the volume of the music.

"Na9er! 3abdelmi7sen!" I said.

"Huh? Shdaraach?" Jude frowned.

I lowered my hand and pointed behind me, so that they couldn't see me.

There they were, right next to us.. I jerked my head to the right and took a long stare at them.

"Okhhh! It really is them!" said Jude. She realised 3abdelmi7sen was right next to her. She blushed.

Na9er was driving. He wore a black polo shirt and was smiling, not realising that it was ME.

3abdelmi7sen was right next to him, not looking at us. He was too busy texting with his phone. His body was stiff.

Na9er widened his eyes.. Tawa yestaw3eb ena kan ga3d yet7arash ib his own girlfriend.

"What the fuck is the asshole doing?! Does he even know its you?!" asked Dee. She was annoyed, and slowed down the car.

"Tawaa esta3ab el akh.." I said softly.

My phone vibrated. Na9er was calling.

I took a quick glance to my right. Yep, it was him calling. He looked at me and motioned for me to pick up.

I ignored him, and looked straight.

"Step on it." I demanded to Dee.

Dalia dassat.. She turned up the volume on the music.

Abee you9aal khabbar 3anni, le7adouuh qasdii met3anii.. Nessaiit ou jar7 galbii 6aab, ou a9baa7 lee suwaah a7baab! Ou youum inhuu 6aruu lesmouuh, tha7aakt, ou gelt, "Minhu? Hathaak el khayyen el kathaab?!

Uncontiousley, a tear rolled down my cheeks. Mesa7t el dam3aa. Dee quickly changed the song.

Na9er la7agna laii zehag.. Ou Dalia thaye3tah.. Kanat tadri makent aby ashouf reg3att wayha.

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As we entered the gate to the shalaih, something caught my eye.

"Digeega, Dalouyy, rej3ay garee.." I said softly.

"Shfeech?" she asked and looked at me.

"Rej3ay digeega!" I demanded.

"Enshalah, enshalaah.." Ghayerat el gaiir ou she looked back as she drove.

The car jerked and stopped. I squinted my eyes.

"Ohhhhh my goooodddd!" I screamed, as I opened the door and ran to the right.

Please God, tell me he's okay.. Tell me he's okay..

Dalia honked the car. I ignored her and continued jogging.

"JOORY! Shga3da tsaweeeen?!" shrieked Jude as she opened the door.

--El Khayen El Kathab, 3abdelmajeed 3abdulah.