chapter 13

Nov.22

                I woke up at 9:45 A.M., and got dressed to go to my dad’s lawyer. I wore jeans with a formal beige jacket. I called my aunt’s driver to take me there. On my way, I bought a double mocha macchiato from Starbucks. When I arrived to my dad’s company at 10:55, I headed to the second floor. Then saw a man coming towards me.

                “salam ma3ach ilmo7amy ya3goob” he said.

                “wa3alaikom isalam..dalal” I said.

                “tfa’6lay 3ala maktby” he said.

 I nodded and followed him to his office, and then he started opening files.

                “ok dalal adry ina ilwa’63 9a3ab 3alaich bs lazm akalmch 3an 7alal oboch” he said.

                “ok” I said.

                “inzain 5al nabdy blbait…ra7 n7awla bsmch 3amitch dana layman tgdreen 3ala m9areefa” he said.

I nodded…

                “oo ilseyayer lich oo ilmfatee7 ma3ay…intay al7een 17 fa laman to9leen inshalla 18 3ala shahar wa7d n5aleech ta5thenhom” he continued.

                “ok” I said.

                “bilnisba 7ag ilfloos ra7 na36eech eyahom laman to9leen 18 bas ra7 ykon 3alaich ra8aba mn ahlich oo fee budget mo3ayan klshahar” he said…he continued “oo ilgardian malich 3amitich dana” .

                I yelled il7mdla deep down in my heart cuz aunt dana is just the best of them all and understands me so well.

                “fahma klshay?” he asked.

                “ee” I replied.

                “il7mdla inzain abeech tgrain hal awrag oo ba3dain wa83eehom oo mn al7een a36eech na9ee7a mny oo 5aleeha brasich dayman ….la twa83een shay ila laman tgrain mo7tawayata oo tfhmeena ok?” he asked.

                “inshalla mashkoor wayd” I said.

                “walaw” he replied.

He got up and walked me to the door.

                “ma3asallamah” I said.

                “ma3asalamah allah y7afthich” he said.

                I went outside to the car and headed back to the chalet. When I arrived,  I began cleaning up a bit. I had some music on to make a positive atmosphere around me. One of my favorite songs were “wipe your eyes” by maroon 5. Especially the line “tonight before you fall asleep I’ll run my thumb towards your cheek”. I admit I’ve always wanted to experience a love story, where I could be Juliet for once. Being loved and cherished by someone. I sat on the couch for some rest and drank Pepsi . It’s already 3:00 and the girls are on their way, so I ordered some burgers.

               TO BE CONT'D.......