Chapter Nine

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 I opened the door letting myself in and I saw my mother sitting on the sofa reading her Doctor Phil book 

"Alsalam 3alaykom," I said getting no reply.

"yemma glt Alsalam 3alaykom," I said

"wa3alaykom ilsalam, rou7ay ghorftch maley nafs ashoufch," she said

Oh my god now she's mad.

I didn't feel like arguing so I went upstairs and decided to talk to her tomorrow morning, when she's calm.

I went to me and my sister's pink Victorian living room and sat on my Victorian white couch.

My phone vibrated, It was Faris.

"Farisss I miss you," I answered the call.

"Rawa wallah ana akthar," he said "Shlounch? How do you feel after the incident?,"

"7adde zayna mafene shay,"I said.

"Inzain y9eer ayeelich al7een?," He asked.

"Eeeh 3afya ta3al I have nothing to do," I kind of begged.

"Haha yallah kane 10 minutes wa9lch bas please ogfay 3nd ilbab maley khlg a6iga sa3a nafs kilmarra," He said

"Eeeh haha okay okay," I replied.

We said our goodbyes and hand the phones up.

I started punching in my iPhone, from twitter to tumblr to whatsapp.

-Whatsapp with Talah:

Talah: Did you talk to your mother?

Rawa: Laa takhayelay awal ma dashait we said our hellos w galatle a93ad foug malha khlge :/

Talah: Weeh. Inzain 3ade kalmeeha bacher. Yemken tinsa…

Rawa: Eeeh mo bacher I'm going downstairs al7een bakalimha.

Rawa: W btw Faris is coming over ba3ad shway.

Talah: A7s be9eer ilwath3 awkward. Shbtgoulenla?

Rawa: Shako awkward la 3ade. Mane gayla shay ashouf it depends on what he'll say.

Talah: Okay bas keep me tuned.

Rawa: Inshallah. Ttyl xoxo  

I put my phone on a small table and went downstairs. Almost forgot about welcoming Faris. But al7amdillah I didn’t hear any door knock.

I lowered myself to sit next to my mother and started to speak.

"Yamma m3a9ba 3alay?," I asked trying to swallow my giggles.

"Fe a7ad ygdar y3a9b 3ala hal wayh il7lo?," She said, so sweet.

"ya7abeebte," I hugged her.

"Bas fe ta9arofat tsawenha tkhalene a3a9b lazm you control your attitude," She said.

"Inshallah mama. Ba3ad intay tikalemay 3arabe mo bas tgha9beene ana," I slapped her sweetly.

We heard knocks on the door.

"Haw mno yaylina?," she asked wonderingly.

"shfeech mistaghriba hatha Faris ana mnadeyta," I ran to open the door.

"Ana mo gaylatlch ougfay yam il bab?," He teased stretching his arms out to hug me.

"Shayfne janitor ballah?," I hugged him back.

"Ha Faris yemma shlounk wishloun omk w obouk?," Mama Mariam asked.

"Wallah kilhom bkhair galoule awa9l salamhom lich lama daraw inne yaylikom," He headed to my mom and kissed her head.

Here's a fact about us and Faris; he is seventeen years old, so he's two years older than me. He's not my mom's ma7ram nor me and my sister's of course. But my family and his have been friends and relatives for so long. His parents are in the place of mine and my parent is in the place of his.

We stayed with them in Wales-UK for five years in row when I was just two. My parents and his parents had a business in there and they chose Wales of all the countries and cities because my great grandmother is Welsh and we have a big family in it.

The whole living in Wales thing made our families bond the best.

"Tabe ni93ad wala nig3ad hney?," I asked.

"madre kaifch," He answered.

"Shraykom nshouf movie kilna? Minzman mo shayfa ay movie," I said. i remembered Talah telling me that it's going to be awkward, i didn't want to chat with him in private to avoid the awkwardness.

"Eeeh yalla khanshouf," He said

"Intaw shoufaw ana shakley banam gam y9eer mit'akher w waray bacher ga3da min il 9b7 w qatheya t3awer ilras," she said yawning.

"Laa yemmay 3afya please g3day bas ilyoum lat9ereen dalou3a,"I said trying to convince her.

"Eeeh khalte 3afya bas ilyoum," Faris joined begging.

"Khala9 okay bas 3ashankom," she gave us a big smile. I love her so much and I'm so proud of having her.

"Bas wain Daloul w Mus3ab? Malhom 7s mashift'hom ilyoum," I asked.

"Daloul kanat ray7a twade Mus3ab InfunIty 360 bas ghareeba ma rja3aw ta'akhar ilwagt," She said checking her hand-watch.

"Makhtha sayartch wala ray7a weya a7ad mn refejat'ha?," I asked. We stopped having drivers, chefs and housemaids after the bankruptcy though my mother can pay for them now after gaining half of her money back. She promised us to bring a driver and two housemaids two weeks ago.

"Eeeh khathat sayarte 3ade mako shir6a b 6reej 360,"She answered. Dalal is seventeen going eighteen in two weeks. She doesn’t have driver license of course but she's one of the best drivers I've ever seen.

"Rawa digay 3alaiha shoufay wain'ha, telephoney mo 3nde," she said.

"Eeeh inshallah bas khal ayeeba mn foug," I ran to bring it. When I reached it I dialed her number and she answered as soon as It rang.

"Alo Dalal wainch 6awaltay," I said.

"Ohh Rawa gmtaaay," she screamed. I heard Mus3ab's voice in the background asking her about me.

"Eeeeh haha shraych," I said.

"Kaa i7na bil 6reej khamis digayeg w nou9al," She said.

"okay yalla 3ashan bnshouf movie weya omme w Faris," I tried to hurry her up.

"inzain bye," she hung the phone up.

I went downstairs and told them that she's on her way. My mother picked a movie that is proper for all of us including my little brother Mus3ab. She chose Cheaper by the Dozen.

"barou7 ayeeb akil mno eye weyay?," I asked.

"Ana ba3ad baye bagoulch shay," He said

"Yalla," I said. We walked to the kitchen and when we reached it I took five popcorn bags from a cabinet and put one in the microwave.

"You never had the chance to answer me that day," He asked

"ha? 3an shno?," I acted dumb when I knew exactly what he meant.

"T7beene?," He asked.

"Akeed ya3ne shfeek inta mithl okhoy," I answered while opening the fridge to grab some soda and orange juice for Mus3ab.

"Rawa la tistahbilain," He helped me holding the orange juice pitcher.