PART 23
Ghada’s point of view:
I decided that I would talk to 5alid. Like what amna said everything should be in the open. I actually didn’t know what to wear. I didn’t want to be fancy because he might think that it is only for him. BUT IT IS NOT. So I decided on a light pink dress with black leggings.
We agreed on to meet in a coffee shop.
5alid: im glad that you made it
Me: im here so lets talk ‘I sound to mean’
5alid: ok first what would you like to drink?
Me: umm moca
5alid: hh ok waiter
He ordered our drinks and I just kept staring at him. I missed him, I missed the way he looks the way he smiles and laughs. I cant believe 2 years have passed since I last saw him.
Me: well your English got pretty good
5alid: that is because I went to America for treatment
Me: ohh so your better now right
5alid: yes after the transplant everything is better
Me: good
5alid: umm I wanted to tell you that when you saw me back in the coffee shop with my little brother I saw you too
Me: rly?
5alid: yes and I asked around they told me that you are coming here so I came
Me: wat? You followed me here
5alid: yes I did, that tells you everything, I regret that I let go the last time, ghada I miss you. I love you
Me: 5alid please don’t do this
5alid: ghada, I never forgot you, I will never forget you. The whole process of the illness was painfull but what hurt more was the fact that you weren’t there for me because I pushed you away. And I don’t want to do that. I love you. I always have
Me: 5alid it was the pass im just glad that you are ok right now, but this is so much to take. I loved you but it was all too much and I was young
(btw 5alid is 3 years older than ghada. Right now he is about to enter his forth year of university)
5alid: I know you were young but our love was real, i love you, I never stopped loving you
Me: im sorry, we can always be friends. I don’t think anything more than that.
5alid: im sorry I don’t mean to force you or anything but you know I feel it will never change. Just to tell you that tomorrow is my flight back to the UAE at 6PM
Me: oh have a safe flight
5alid: mashkoora, im glad that I cleared things out with you, im sorry for what I put you through I really am
Me: well its good to know y, and that you are doing ok now
5alid: ana a7een ba5aleech tamreeni ebshay?
Me: la salamtk, mashkoor
5alid: ma3asalamah
He left. Why do I feel so terrible even though I cleared things up. Did I clear things up? Or am I just ignoring the little voice inside of me.
I went back home to find all of them sitting there enjoying themselves. When the whole thing with 5alid happened I had my family and im glad that they are always here for me.
Ghada’s dad: ha baba, sho raykm enseer net3asha wiya 3mr o ahlh
7mood: ok ana ma3endii shay elyoom (he looked at amna)
Ghada: ohh ok bs aseer ajhaz
Ghada’s mom: yalla seerow badlow
After 30 minutes everyone got dressed and was ready to leave. We went into a fancy restaurant and took our places. Dinner was good everyone enjoyed.
Ghada’s dad: tara in 3 days is the elopenning mal elhotel, o 6ab3ab you all should be there
Ghada: el dress code?
Fai9al’s mom: formal 7abeebti
Fai9al’s dad: tara wayid esht’3alna 7ag hal fnd8 fa lazm eftitaa7
Me: ohh ok ofourse we will be there 3ami
Mona: yes we will
After that everyone went back to their rooms to get some rest.
Sorry if it is boring bare with me :)
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