Hello everybody.
I couldn't write longer chapter so I wrote this really short one in rush because I promised to write tonight. something is better than nothing right? hehe now try to enjoy this one. I'm not satisfied with what i wrote though...
And for Faris's lover, sorry I didn't add him in this chapter:(
Dalal
went to her room and I went to my bathroom. Brushed my teeth and hair, wiped my
face with my Johnson makeup remover and wore my pajama. Closed the lights and
jumped on my bed and fell asleep precipitately.
I
woke up feeling something moving between my legs. Something so heavy was
climbing me. That thing started touching my neck I opened my eyes slowly,
scared.
"Mus3aab
what are you doing here yaghabe khara3tne," I screamed loud enough my
neighbors may heard it.
"Wallah
fee loud noises coming from Daloule room," He was crying.
It's
not something new; Mus3ab always wakes up in the middle of the night freaked
out. He always runs to my room when he's scared because my room is the closest
to his. I don't know why he has nightmares that much he should see his psychiatrist
very soon.
The
strange thing is that I don't usually get scared when he slides to my room in
the middle of the night. But this time I didn't just get scared, I literally
panicked. Maybe because of what happened lately my brain got mixed up. I don't
know what if the changes that happened in the past weeks made me stronger or
weaker.
"7abeebe
mafe shay maybe daloul is awake," I finally spoke.
"La
wallah she's asleep," He sobbed "I heard glass breaking noises,"
"7abeebe
It's just your wide imagination," I sounded like my grandmother
"Yallah al7een I'll take you to her room to make sure nothing is
happening, okay?," I said getting up from my bed, wore my red robe and my
puma red and white night slipper took his hand and walked all the way to her
room.
We reached
her room, I lowered myself to let my face meet his both my hands on his
shoulder.
"ha
tisma3 shay?," I said with a fake smile.
"Laa
bas wallah kan fee loud noises," he said with a disappointed look on his
face.
"I
told you you're dreaming mus3ab .aw yemken Daloul kanat gayma w kanat ga3da
tishrab may ba3dain shribat bl glass w 6a7 minha 9a7?," I spoke.
"Eeeh
9a7," he didn't believe me , I can tell from the look on his face.
"tabe
tkamil noumtk b ghorfte wela bghorftk?," I asked.
"Laa
I'm grown up I want to sleep all by myself," he said loudly joined with
laughs.
"Yeaah
man," I high fived him and walked him all the way to his room. He tucked
himself in his bed and covered his face with his astronaut bed-sheet.
"asaker
ilait?," I asked him holding his doorknob.
"Laa
leave it that way," He said with his face under the sheet.
I
went straight to my room. The first thing I did was checking the time on my
mobile, 6 AM. I jumped on my bed and tried to sleep. An hour passed by and I'm
still awake.
I desperately
stepped on the cold floor walked to the windows, opened the curtains and the
windows. Inhaled the morning fresh air and exhaled it.
I
only had a short hour of sleeping. What do people usually do in early morning? Hmmm.
I
finally decided to swim in our basement swimming pool. It's still winter bas
it's warm down there so there won't be no problem.
I wore
my one piece Victoria Secret swimwear with a flip flop. Braided my hair in a
cute English braid. Took my mint color towel and my iPhone and ran to the
basement.
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