Yasmeen: ouch, khaled that right there hurts
Khaled: are you telling me it's not true?
(5 minutes passed)
Khaled: I'm guessing that's a yes
Yasmeen: I never told you I loved you khaled
Khaled: But I thought you did
Yasmeen: That's the problem right there that you thought I loved you and you never even asked
Khaled: Yasmeen lat saween nafsch baree'a, you mislead me and you didn't even have the courage to correct me because you were afraid of how i'd react. Is that right?
Yasmeen: yes, exactly.
Khaled: This proves how much I know you and you don't know me at all and I ask myself why? why we never worked? I always thought I never put in much effort but it turned out to be you, yasmeen
Yasmeen: do you know why our relationship never worked? I don't put in effort because everytime we did something together I felt guilty. Do you know what that made me? A smoker, khaled. You remember how much I hated smokers khaled. I made you quit for me. Now I've become the thing I've hated the most.
Khaled: Yasmeeen? you:o I'd only believe you if I saw it with my own eyes, show me?
Yasmeen: our relationship is so bipolar and no
Khaled: because you are:p laysh? shda3wa
Yasmeen: bes akhaf a7ad ichoufna, bes mabee
Khaled: 3ala ra7tch.
we stopped talking after that, I payed my attention to my parents conversation about a bombing in bali or something. The story about Muslim terrorists bombing a nightclub, 7araam. I stared when my parents started arguing my dad igoul mesakeen o omy itgoul yestahloun Then I looked up at Deema and she was smiling at me and told me on bbm
Deema: shaklch 9aida wentay ga3da itkalmeen khaled one minute smiling and the next angry
Yasmeen: chub:)
My grandmother faj'a said "enshallah allah yarzigich ib rayal 9ale7 o ameen"
"la tinsain 7lu mama maryam, hatha aham shay 3ind yasmeen" Deema said I love how my friends are a huge part of my family and everytime my friends mayoun zwara yadetee tis'al 3anhum
"Ameen allah yisma3 minkum" I said
Everyone started laughing.
"yal 9aida the normal girls yisti7oun o intay itgouleen ameen" Remas, my older sister said
"Remas 7abeebty shfee hatha ile yay yakh6bch? mafee shay walad mitrabee, o kareem o shu'3la zain o 7lu eshtabeen ba3ad?" my grandfather asked
"bes baba 3abdullah idakhen, ma7eb chithy la ta'9'3i6oony uhwa my choice not yours" Remas said
"hal smoking problem hatha, i haven't seen good people these days even girls smoke, w3laya allah yaster 3alaihum. ya 7lu shabaab baitna bes." my mother said she was talking about us, me, bader, remas, bader's brothers and all my cousins hate smokers, al7een ana 6ila3t il shayna bil 3ayla. Great.
Then my two year old brothers, Ayman and abdullah came in the room. They ran towards me and hugged me, Remas, my parents and grandparents and Ayman blew a kiss to Deema. Ahhh, I love them. Me, sula and deema played with them then they left for their afternoon nap, For lunch we went to McDonalds drive through
The day went very fast, kilina ga3deen bil 9alah when my uncle said "Yasmeen shnu model? laysh labsa shorts this short, a5aaf 3abaalch ga3deen bil America?"
a7. I felt like crying. kil ma libast shay i3algoun, wela shay ya3jibhum i'm not talking about my family. I'm talking about society in general just the other say in ask.fm some random person sent me a "question" saying: You're always wearing short thing o 7afat, slut much?
"agolaha matisma3 kalamee o ka i5itha o ubooha idaf3oon 3anha kil ma 3alagt 3ala libsha" my mother said
The only thing I thought of saying was "it's a free country" but I said "umm, okay"
"bitbadleen?" my mother asked
"No mama, libsy uhwa ta3beer 3an shakh9eety o itha bita7rimouny min ily ana albisa chinkom ga3deen itgouloon 'sha59eetch mo mohima il aham what people think of you' sorry bes hatha rayee" I said Impressed with what I just said, I thought i'd say something stupid.
"3afya bnayte itdafe3 3an nafsha" My father said
I went to the bathroom and started crying, this day is starting to get on my nerves.
just then bader, my cousin sent me a bbm saying:
Bader: koush independent woman talk meet me outside in 5, urgent. And don't cry, smile:D
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