A week passed and I haven’t heard from Aya. 7amood kept calling me explaining that he didn’t know what was going w makan leh 5e9. I know enah 7amood is my brother, he’d never talk to a girl if he knew she was mine. That bitch. I wanted to talk to Shatha, after that ride I kept thinking about her.
I woke up from bed early, at around 10am and headed downstairs to eat breakfast. Mom was in the kitchen making waffles with my cousin Nawari. Nawari is really close to my mom because her mom is always traveling, she always spends nights here and my mom is young so they get along just fine. Nawari is 16, a year younger than I am. Shes like my little sister. Mom tried convincing Sager to marry her, but how can you marry someone who lived all his childhood with you ? w Sager yeshoofha as a sister. So mother stopped trying to convince both of us.
Nawari: GOOODD MORNING FAARRRIIIIISSSS
F: halla nawari, 9ba7 el 5eir umi *goes to kiss moms head*
M: sawainalck you favorite waffles, whipped crème and maple syrp
F: yum yum ana yooooo3aaaaaannn
N: itfa’6l yalla *gives me a plate full of waffles and whipped crème*
I ate silently and watched Nawari helping my mother. She was very pretty, she had small features, dark black hair, typical local look. A very small body, and very petite.
N: 5alo aba aseer bait rbee3ti 3adi ?
M: mnu rbee3tch 7abebty ?
N: Shatha Al-X
My heart skipped a beat, Shatha !
F: ana awa9lch nawari
M: shu itwa9lha mnu hai el bnt ?
N: laish itwa9lni, it3arfha ? *jealous*
F: la la bas aba awa9lch ! mafiha shay !
M: mnu hai el bnt nawari ?
N: rbee3ti 5alty testewi bent e5t Afra Al-X elah testewi mert 5aly Rashid
M: haih haih 3eraft’hom ! umha flanah ?
N: haih ! :D 3adi aseer ?
M: akeed 6ab3an in3arfhom zain e7nah !
F: ana awa9lch ! :D
So it happened I was going to drop Nawarii to Shatha’s house. I waited for Nawarii outside the house in my mini cooper. Nawarii came looking dazzling as always.
F: mafi wa7dah a7la mnch el 9ar7ah ! u look gorgeous
N: shukran faris :$
F: yalla daleeni wain bait’ha !
Surprisingly, Shatha’s house was located in Twar 3, near the Emirates super market and the park. One of my friends house is beside hers, so memorizing her house was easy. I wouldn’t stalk her lat5afoon. Her house was simply HUGE ! It had a water fountain, a huge backyard, and I could see a golf car parked outside one of the houses. El 7ewi kan da5lah 3 houses, kel wa7d 3a 9oob. Nawarii 2asherat 3al bait eli 3al yemeen and I drove her there.
N: wait I’ll call shatha to come outside ! *takes phone and dials number*
N: alo ? shushu ! ana bara3 ta3ali shleeni ast7i adesh el beit :$
Typical local girls, always shy to enter other peoples houses. In Kuwait, it was normal seeing my friends cousins just going in and hanging out and saying hello. Ahal Kuwait (mokelhom 6ab3an) were openminded, even in Dubai bas mokelhom. The door of the Villa infta7, w 6el3at Shatha smiling.
She was god damn fucking …. How can I even describe her ?
Kanat labsah tights with a long dress, a sha3arha maftoo7 7adha itjanen !
Sh: yalla nawarii ta3alii !!!!!!!
N: enzain :D yalla bye faris !!!!
I saw Shathas face when Nawarii called my name, the smile was gone.
F: la7’6a nawarii meta 2amrch ??
N:madrryy *yells back*
I waited for an answer from Nawarii while she was talking to Shatha. Every now and then, Shatha used to glance towards me. Nawarii walked to the car saying “ta3al 3a sa3ah 8 ok ?”
F:inshallah yalla have fun ! :D
I drove out of Shathas house, I couldn’t wait to go back to pick up Nawarii so I can see Shatha again.
When it was 7:30, I quickly went into the car heading to Shathas. Dashait el 7ewi w I parked wain villat’hom. I dialed Nawari’s number and told her im outside.
Both Shatha and Nawarii wearing 3abayas ! wain naween yseroon hayailah ? Nawari opened the door, and adjusted the seat so Shatha can sit behind then Nawarii ge3dat jedam.
Nawarii: neba inseer movie !
F: akeed ?
Nawarii: yah yah ! shatha se2lat umha galat 3adi w se2alt mama
F: ok yalla 3eyal, Shatha jahza ?
Sh: *smiles*
I drove out of Shatha's house and headed to MCC ( Mirdiff CityCenter )
F: materms rbee3tch !
N: test7i el binayah may59ck feeha
F: shatha laish mo 7a6a el sheilah 3ala rasch ?
Nawari stared at me, and shatha looked at the ground. Then she quickly wrapped the shailah around her head.
N:5eibah faris
F: magelt shay ‘3ala6, w laish 7a6a mikyaj wayed ?
N: hai 7a6a mekyaj ? MOB 7A66A SHAY 7lailha !
F: sorry mawady banat che weyay
SH: take me home *sniffs*
She was crying now, why did I make her cry ? shu sawat el binayah Faris shu mestweebck :S :S Ha kella 3shan Aya ? shu y59 Shatha :S UF UF YA FARIS lazm testewi ‘3abi
F: la ur coming with us
Sh: nawari please aba aseer el beit *sobbing*
N: zain che faris, go home now or im telling ur mom
I did what I was told, and toke her home. I heard her sniffs and crys, I heard Nawarii making her feel better but I couldn’t say shit. I stayed quiet, not even the word sorry. The ride back home with Nawarii was silent until she said
N: 3aib 3alaick
F: hai bitch
N: shu bitch a3arfha el binyaha men sneeen :S shes my best friend
F: ok 5ala9
N: shu balack faris ? masawatlck shay el bnt :S
F: adree
N: enzain laish che te7rjha ? w makant 7a6a shay ef wayiha ! w shailah tera ana maknt laftnha b3ad ! a7een 5athat fkrah 3anck 5aysah, what would she tell her mom about you ? and about me ? she'll think im bad :S wallah ya faris 7aram 3alaick. a9lan 3AAIIBBB 3AAALLAAIICCKKK
Nawarii’s voice was “blah blah blah” to me, I couldn’t think of what she saying, I just thought about Aya. Why am i thinking of Aya ? She left me, heck she didnt leave me SHE CHEATED ON ME ! Wla 7ata sorry, wla 7atta "Faris its over". She threw me, like trash outside her life. w Shatha ? she hasn't dont anything but when i look at her i remember Aya. They dont look alike, but i remember her.
I couldnt sleep that night, so i went into Nawari's room without making a single sound. I snatched her mobile and went thru her contacts till i found "ShuShu" it must be Shatha i toke her number 050-1111111. I put Nawari's phone back and headed upstairs. Why did i take Shathas number ? i have no idea.
"Your name is Shatha Al-X, and i know where your house is. If you dont meet me in Mimzar beach tomorrow at 6pm sharp baf'6a7ch fel meyals" i texted Shatha.
I got a reply in only a few seconds.
"please, if you know aya just leave me alone, ana may59ni and i dont want to be a part of any of this"
"maba3eed kalami"
Oh shit, what have i done ? i threatened her ? FARIS FARIS LAISH YALS CHE ITSAWI ?
Why did I do this to Shatha ?
WHY
AM
I
BECOMING
A
MONSTER ?
I don’t even know how to begin describing your story !! I’ve read your blog mn zman, I mean like awal days u posted it bs only now I decide to write to you :p a little late I know ;$ Your story walla 6rrr !! Walla one of the best stories IVE EVER READ! I like everything about it <3 ya3ni I’ve never said laa laish masawa che or made him do that Everything is in its right place. Ya3ni it’s a story you can relate to, like the first date at starbucks mirdif w how they sat at the corner 3nd el 7amam :p w kan el9b7 so no one would be there LOL! So typical. W 7alat’h the way tktb like n9 english w n9 3araby 3ashan manml ;p 9ara7a I LOVE IT ! W I luv the characters w their personalities, especially 3bdulla :p 9a7 ena shway I hated him after shu sawa f aAya, bs I still like him since he’s all bad boy w che ;p oh w el rape part hahahah 7alat’h lanh f rm’6an xD perfrect timing ;p And I adore Faris’s mom <3! She’s such a typical local mom lol. 9dg I’ve never seen a guy yktb che MASHALLA MASHALLA. So keep it up like always and please don’t stop writing <3 ! im forcing everyone to read it hehe. 38bal el part 8 <33 !
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