When will you be mine?: Chapter9

Sorry I'm late! 

Enjoy loves! ❥


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Previously:

Ebtesamti mn e4n len e4n bm3na elklma. I kept staring at my phone while walking to the little kitchenette on our floor, and I heard a voice mn wray:

"Do not move."

I knew that voice too well, I haven't heard it in ages. I could not believe that he's back! I turned around quickly, and all my suspicions were confirmed when I was met with his signature smirk. 

Basma: Zaid ya klb! You're back! 

I ran over to him, and hugged him tightly. I haven't seen my brother in 2 years, since that incident.


Flashback:

Dad: ana m3d at7ml 3maylk ha4y. Beeti yt34rk. Ro7 3adel nafsik w wgt'ha afkr arj3k elbeeti! 

Mom: ya wld el7lal shwy shwy ngdr n7el elm9'o3 bHdawh. 

Dad: Hind ma3ad agdr at7ml ana zyada. Klshy agdr ast7mla w aslkala, ela ha4a elshy. Rjal wsh kobra mo gadr ymsk nfsa 3n el3'la6? 3eeb walla. E7na ma rbenah hltarbiya. W 7rakatah 7rkat awlad shwar3. 

Mom: m3ak 7ag bes 3a6 elwld for9a.

Dad: 3shan yt6wr elmw9'o3 w y9er mn 7sheesh elshrab? La2 w alf la2! Ana brsla yt3alaj wli 9ar hena ma y6la3 mn elbeet! W e4a s2lona elnas 3nah bngol ra7 hkml jam3a bFinland! 

Those were horrible memories to remember. That day was awful. He was 20 and was just starting to go through life, somehow he got himself into trouble so deep none of us could help him. He started doing drugs. 

I used to be so close to him. We had a relationship every brother and sister were envious of; we told each other everything and did almost everything together. Until he started using, then my whole life turned upside down. I was only 14 when he left so I was hurt deeply, even though he only spent one year in rehab he decided he'd start college there, too. 

My feelings were jumbled up, and my emotions have never been so confused. I was so happy to see him, yet so angry about what he did. I was on the verge of tears from happiness at his arrival, but I wanted to punch and kick him because he never once called or visited after he left. I knew my parents were very angry at him, but I needed him. Especially, after baba was diagnosed.

Basma: you're home.

I finally said something. My arms were sore from hugging him so tightly, and I couldn't let go. I had a fear that he might disappear. At the realization that he's home I started crying, and he started patting my back. 

Zaid: shhh.. 5la9 Basma 7bebti I'm home, leh t9e7en? 

I hugged him for a few more minutes, and then I let go. 

Zaid: walla 6wlti, gdrti to9alen len t7t rgbti! Mashallah. Ashof ashof! 

He asked me to twirl, and I did so, shyly.

Zaid: walla e5ti kbrt w 7lwat, enshallah ma la7agok shbab?

I gave him a pointed look.

Zaid: fhmt. 

Before I could talk to my brother some more, a voice shouted:

"WHAT THE HELL?"

Basma: besmellah elr7man elr7eem! Lama leeh t9r5een! 

She threw her hands in the air. 

Lama: because you're standing 2 meters away from a stranger in your kitchen! Esh m6lob mni agolk 'hi Basma ma 3rfteni 3la eli wagf jmbk?' 

I burst out laughing. That's so like Lama to not recognise Zaid. I looked back to see looking as confused as Lama, but only more shocked.

Basma: Lama, rakzi shwy bWjhah.

She squinted her eyes, and looked at him for more than 2 minutes.

Lama: sorry, still a stranger. 

She looked as confused as ever, and my eyes fell to her shorts. I was more concerned with the fact that she was wearing shorts in front of a stranger. 

Basma: hw Lamo rkzi shwy!

She gave me a frustrated look, and I almost laughed but I realised the importance of the situation. 

Zaid: 7ab7ab? 

Her eyes opened wide, and her jaw fell from shock.

Lama: Zaid! 

So it only took him calling her by her old nickname for her to remember, hmmm.. Interesting. I was waiting for Lama to realise what she's wearing so I'll give her 5 seconds.

1..

2..

3..

Lama: sh*t! 

I should've given her more credit, she only took 3 seconds. Fj2a ma ashof ela 3'bar, and I laughed at her.

Zaid: ha4i Lama?

I laughed even harder.

Basma: la ykon b3d ent nset'ha?

He swallowed loudly, and I gave him a weirded out look.

Zaid: huh? Laa laa bes kbrt w t3'yrt mashallah.

I nodded at him and looked at him with one eyebrow raised. 

Basma: obviously bnkbr 9arlna snten mn shftna.

Zaid: 5la9 Basma ensi eni glt shy.

Basma: ok-ay. So goli keef Finland? 

Zaid: Bagolk bes not when it's almost 5AM and you look like you're about to sleep while walking.

I gave him what I think is a sad look, and he laughed at my puppy face.

Basma: you got an immunity against my puppy face I see, so ok. 

Zaid: oh w Basma?

Basma: sm?

Zaid: what were you smiling so hugely about gbl shwy on your phone?


My heart fluttered at the thought of Aziz and his cuteness. I blushed and shook my head. So awkward to think like that, and around my brother. 

Basma: wla shy, w7da mn elbnat 7akatni 3n shy y9'a7k bes.

He nodded and gave me an easy smile. This is what I love about my brother he trusts me blindly, but that's what breaks my heart too. I'm betraying him, and lying so smoothly. I never wanted to be one of those girls. I am one now, too. I just hope Aziz is different. 

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I woke up to my phone ringing loudly, and annoyingly if I might add. I looked at the caller ID, and my annoyed face relaxed into a smile.

Basma: alo?

He laughed as soon as he heard my voice, and my heart soared. I really hope this guy won't hurt me, or I'll be in deep trouble.

Aziz: twik t97en ya 3jaza?

I smiled, and blushed. As if he could see me right now. 

Basma: ee, w e4a twni a97a?

Aziz: wsh 4alnom ya bnt el7lal? 7sha nomat a97ab elkahf! W akeed lw eni mo dag kan nmti zyada! 

Basma: al7in ent wsh eli 7arg rzik? Elnas ygomon 3la flowers, breakfast in bed, klam 7lo w ana atom 3la 7bebi ygoli 7sha nomat a97ab elkahf.

Aziz: m7d galik lma you go into this relationships you'll be going into a pile of romantic stuff. Ana ki4a blbedaya bes, when it's too late for you to leave I shock you with my true nonromantic personality. 

Basma: yea yea whatever. Ezbda sh3ndik dag mn 9ba7 rbi?

Aziz: w ana eli mo romantic, haa? B3den traha 2 el9'hr mo 9b7! 

Basma: sh*t walla w ma gmt?

Aziz: 9ra7tn dget 3lek elsa3a 6 l2nk ma rdeti 3ly bbm w rdeti. 

Basma: gool wallaa? Ma at4kr! Yarb ma glt shy yfshl!

Aziz: la t5afen ma glti shy, bes glti enk fr7ana l2n a5ok jaa, w llm3lomiya ma knt adri ena 3ndek o5o! Oh w smeeteeni 3zozi..

I burst out laughing in embarrassment.

Basma: whaaaat? 3zoozi? Yarabih afshl!

Aziz: don't worry, I found it cute. Reminded me a bit of my mom, bes cute. 

Basma: I still feel ena 3ndik ulterior motive for this call..

Aziz: actually I do, awl shy abi a3rf men o5ok eli I just found out about, and b3d rob3 sa3a ro7i 5o4i shy mn sh3'ltkm. 

Basma: rob3 sa3a? 

Aziz: ee, w la yshofa a7d entbhi.

Basma: ok-ay?

Aziz: al7in goleli 3n o5ok.

Basma: 3ziz ma wdi walla..

Aziz: leeh? Maby a9'b3'6ik bes I would like to know.

I just realised ena he has a slight british accent, galbe-h.

Basma: it's just so hard, w I don't want you to leave me.

Aziz: hw why would I?

Basma: because my family is messed up?

Aziz: Basma! 

Basma: 3yonha?

I instantly blushed at that.

Aziz: tra ana a7bik. 

So I told him the story behind my brother's disappearance those past 2 years. How he met the wrong people and started doing drugs, and in the middle of it all I started crying. He let me let it all out because he understood how much I needed to. 

Aziz: 7bebty?

Basma: ha-hiccup-a 

Aziz: esh rayik tro7in tft7en elbab?

Basma: ok?

I wore my flip flops and went down to the door outside, and opened it slightly. A familiar hand gave me a red bag I was very familiar with.

Aziz: la tft7en elkeesa ela lma aro7 w lazm tkonen l7alk, ok?

Basma: 6yb.

I closed the door quickly I was afraid someone might see us. As I walked back to the house I was faced by 2 scary looking guys, and I think that's my queue to run! 

xo