Part Thirteen

Heeyyy my readers <3
i missed u all so much, and thank you Roman6i8 for pointing out that its been 2 months since the last post ;s
tara wallah i've been planning to write :$ and i did, bas shwayya :$
SO, am publishing this 3ashan itgazroon feeh till i write some more :p
hope u like ;)


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I felt the pinch of the needle go through my skin, blood spurting everywhere with my high pressure. It was painful. My back arched as I bit into my lip trying to muffle my cry, and a few seconds later, I was unconcious, my body as still as a corpse waiting to be coffined...

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YUSIF

I was on the phone with the love of my life. No, the REAL love of my life; love that I could not live without, love that I would proudly live with, love that I can have forever. Unlike wut I have in my life now...

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I can't live with the thought inha za3lana.. I dialed her number- which I had memorized even though I never called before- and waited for the tone...


Zaina : alo

Me: haila ya rumanna.. Il7ilwa za3lana!!

Zaina: hehehe.. 5ala9 5ala9 mo za3lana!!

The sound of her laugh gives me a feeling that I can fly...

Me: offf lahadaraja 9outi mo 7ilo?

Zaina: haha la bil 3aks wallah.. Very musical

Me: eeeeh yalla ma3alaih.. Aroo7 a'3anni 7ag nas thaneen 3ayal!!

Ouch.. Why did I say that? WRONG!!!

Zaina: la wallah?!?!

Yusif: hahaha gotcha!! T'3areen zayoon?

I must know her feelings gabil ay shay thani...this is a matter of tearing down relationships, while building others...

She was quiet, blushing I suppose..

Zaina: ha? :$

Me: ha intay! ;p shfeech tanna7tay ;p

Zaina: hehe la ma tanna7t :$

Bedoor: Yasoof!! Wainik!!

Yusif: umm.. Zaina? Akalmich ba3ad shway

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It was a mistake that I obey my parents in such a thing. Marrying a girl for the sake of having a better business with her parents is not how life should be! Ana illi tidabast feeha, even though ma bila3t'ha killish when I first saw her. She wasn't bad looking, bil 3aks. She's tall, with a slender body, and long blond hair. She also decsended from a well known family that have been friends with mine for a very long time. She had a degree in business, making her number 1 at their firm. She was simply the "perfect" match for me, in my parent's opinion. Not for me.

For some reason, 3umri ma irta7t laha. There was always this look in her eyes that never let me at ease. Yes, we have been living as husband and wife for the past two years, but I never felt any affection towards her. And I never did anything out of feelings, I just do it so she wouldn't go babbling to her parents about how ana "mga9ir ib 7goog'ha izawjiya". I could spare the embarrassment. It isn't like she wanted much a9lan, not that I saw her often anyway. She was always at the firm, with her friends, or away on business trips. So whenever she asked for anything, I just did it. Mali 5ilg 7anna o 3awar ras.

Me: shtabeen bedoor?

Bedoor: shda3wa shda3wa... Yalla its our together-time. Ta3al il '3urfa na6ritik..

Yusif: mo fathi al7een

Bedoor: shino moo fathi ?! Fathi nafsik 3yooni..

Yusif: bedoor mali 5ilg roo7ay 3anni

Bedoor: well its MY time. Oo when I say its my time, u get ur ass off that chair and come over right here!!!

Yusif: ti7achay 3adil

Bedoor: at7acha nafs ma abi

Yusif: bedoor kiffay ishar a7sanlich

Bedoor: and if I don't? Shbitsawi balla?

Yusif: intay ma yinfa3 wiyach i6eeb

Bedoor: waay waay yumma 5ift

Yusif: intay..

My bb pinged a few times cutting my sentence.. I picked it up and my face turned paler than ever..