Part 17.

“Haya?” Haya’s mother began

“Na3am youma?” Haya looked up from her phone.

“Kalamtay Faisal elyoum?”

“Laa youma, 3ayazt adig 3alaih, mayrd 3alay.” Haya confessed

Her mother frowned, “et3arfeen Dalal?”

Haya nodded, “Eeh youma, laish??”

“Te9la7 7ag Faisal? Et’hagain betkoun el ensanah ely tas3ed Faisal?”

Haya slowly smiled, “Eeh youma 6ab3an!!!”

“Ohma men meta e3arfoun ba3ath?” her mother asked

“Mama taqreban be9eer lehum 3 years..”

Her mother was shocked, “thalath esneen w tawa egooli yabe ekha6ebha???”

“Youma 3ashan et3arfeen ena 9jj Faisal 3aref shno ga3d esawe.. Dalal mu ayi wa7da ta3arf 3alaiha w galech yabeeha..Youma law ohwa mu met2akid men qararah chan magalech w a9ar bel mawthoo3!!” Haya said convincingly.

Her mother breathed out, “ana kalamt oboich belmawthoo3, o gali ena ahal Dalal mara7 ya36ona.”

Haya shook her head, “Faisal met2akid emya belemya ena ahal Dalal bewafqoon.”

Her mother breathed out, “Khalas 3ayal amry lallah, golay 7ag o5ouch eny rethait.”

“Walllaa youma????” Haya beamed

“Eeh walla 7abebty, ams 6oul elail afker, welyoum kalamt khaltch Muneera, w eqna3atni belmawthoo3!” her mother smiled.

Haya jumped out of her seat and kissed her mother’s forehead, “Walla enich a7san om beldenya!!! Allah e6aweli eb3omerch”

Her mother smiled, “ameen 7abebty, w allah ya7fethch ley w ye5aleech!”

Haya texted Faisal,

“Mom said yes! Please come back where ever you are!”

Faisal didn’t reply back. He was sitting on the patio, smoking out of anger and frustration. He didn’t know how to handle Dalal. He was happy his mother finally agreed, but he was sensing that Dalal doesn’t want him anymore.

He closed his eyes and cleared his thoughts. It was close to 7 pm and he was sure Dalal was sleeping.

He went up to his room, took a warm shower to get rid of the smell of smoke, drenched himself with cologne and tiptoed slowly into Haya’s room.

He found Dalal curled up in bed, fast asleep. He sat on the floor and leaned in beside Dalal.

“Walla a7bich, and I’m really sorry.” Faisal whispered softly.

Dalal was fast asleep. Faisal moved even closer to Dalal and reached out for her hands. He could feel her breathing close to his face.

He missed being close to her. He missed holding her in his arms; he missed her soft skin on his face. He missed her scent, and her soft neck.

“Dalal?” Faisal whispered again, this time squeezing her hand.

Dalal opened her eyes slightly and saw Faisal close to her. She wanted to push him away, but every cell in her body was giving in to him.

“Faisal don’t leave me please,” Dalal whispered faintly.

Faisal got in bed next to Dalal and held her really tight, “I’m not going to leave you I promise. Daloola 7abebty everything is going to be okay, I’m going to fix everything. I love you.” Faisal whispered.

Dalal turned around and stuffed her face into Faisal’s chest. She was angry with him, yet she wanted him to hold her.

“7abebty latabcheen,” Faisal stroked Dalal’s hair, “Please ga3da etga63en galbi.”

Dalal took in Faisal’s scent and breathed out. She missed being so close to him. She missed being held in his big strong arms, she missed how weak her body gets when she’s close to Faisal.

“I missed this,” Dalal whispered.

Faisal put his hand on Dalal’s chin and lift her face up, “I missed everything about us Daloola..”

Dalal’s heart was beating so fast even Faisal could feel it. She leaned in a bit closer, close enough to feel Faisal breath out on her lips.

Faisal traced Dalal’s lips with his fingertips as Dalal closed her eyes and played with his shirt.

Faisal was fighting every urge in his body to keep his lips away from Dalal’s, but he can’t.

“You make it so hard to resist you,” Faisal whispered in a tortured way.

Dalal moved closer to Faisal, “I told you once, and I’ll tell you now, nothing before we get married.”

“Please, bas marra..” Faisal begged as he wrapped his arms around Dalal’s tiny waist.

“No,” Dalal said and she turned her face the other way around.

Faisal kissed Dalal’s cheeks and moved to her neck and kissed it softly. “Why are you resisting me?” Faisal asked in a mischievous manner.

Dalal’s entire body was screaming out for Faisal to do more, but Dalal tried her best to control herself.

The only thing Dalal could say was “Faisal..” as she closed her eyes and let Faisal kiss her neck.

A while later, Faisal was laying close to Dalal and holding her tight. “adree ench lama al7een shayla ebgalbch 3alay..”

Dalal shook her head, “la Faisal I’m not, bas sometimes you make me feel angry and when I do, all this pain comes again w alga nafsi agoul ashya2, I don’t really mean.” Dalal confessed

“So you’re really not over me?” Faisal asked.

“I was never over you,” Dalal said as her phone vibrated.

It was Rawan.

“Heey babe, I hope everything’s fine, meta betrdeen wherever you are?

Dalal replied back,

“e7na belshalaih ;p I don’t know. I might be back in an hour, laish?”

Rawan,

“Just wondering, yala lat6awleen pls..”

Dalal replied back,

“feech shay?”

Rawan,

“Its just Bader, mu shay tharoori, don’t worry.”

Dalal sat up, “Faisal, yalla I have to go back.”

Faisal frowned, “afa laish youba?”

“Bas Faisal wayed 6awalt 3ala Rawan, w I think something’s wrong fa baroo7laha.”

“Just stay with me for a little while,” Faisal said as he stuffed his face back into Dalal’s neck and kissed it softly.

Dalal lost control of herself for a few seconds then pushed Faisal aside, “no Faisal khalas I really have to go, please?”

“Khalas 7abebty okay, I’ll just go grab my jacket wentay get ready.” Faisal said as he left the room.

Dalal washed her face and put her blazer back on and went downstairs. They both got in the car and Faisal headed back home.

“Faisal remember the guy ely kan ma3ana eb prime?” Dalal said

Faisal nodded, “eshfeeh?”

“Wayed ga3ed e2athy Rawan, please 3ade you deal with him?” Dalal said

“Ana shako?” Faisal asked

“Please kalem your cousin ely beldakheleya, maygdar esawe shay? Please Faisal walla wayed ga3ed e2atheeha..” Dalal gave Faisal her pleading puppy eyes.

Faisal nodded, “Khalas 7abebty walla ehmich, bas 3a6eeni his full name w number w consider it done.”

“Thank you 7abeby you’re the best!!” Dalal said without realizing what she just called Faisal.

“Shno samayteni??” Faisal asked astonished.

Dalal bit her lower lip, “7abeby?”

Faisal beamed like an idiot, “ana?”

Dalal nodded and laughed, “eeh ako ghairik??”

Faisal bugged his eyes, “Laa 6ab3an!!”

To be continued…