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-SAIF'S POV-
My father. My father was at the door. Did he know I was here? Did he find out that I know about the family?
*conversation between 3amty Sameera & bu Saif at the door*
3amma S: 7ayak da5el el bait Yasser...
Yasser: Malah da3y adsh da5el. Bs aby agoolch it5abreen 3a2ltch ena ewagfon edzon messages ena yaboon echofon Saif. Saif mayby echofkum w Ana maby echofkum
before my aunt could say anything; my father turned around and walked away without saying another word. What did he mean by 'Saif mayby echofkum'? He didn't even freaking tell me about my family! Wth y3ni.
I couldn't take this anymore. I need to know why my father doesn't want me to know my family. There had to be a reason to all of this. Why he hated me; why he didn't want me to contact any of my family members.
When I was sure my father left; I ran to 3amty and asked if I could talk to her for a bit. She said of course and walked with me to the living room.
*Conversation with 3ammty*
My father. My father was at the door. Did he know I was here? Did he find out that I know about the family?
*conversation between 3amty Sameera & bu Saif at the door*
3amma S: 7ayak da5el el bait Yasser...
Yasser: Malah da3y adsh da5el. Bs aby agoolch it5abreen 3a2ltch ena ewagfon edzon messages ena yaboon echofon Saif. Saif mayby echofkum w Ana maby echofkum
before my aunt could say anything; my father turned around and walked away without saying another word. What did he mean by 'Saif mayby echofkum'? He didn't even freaking tell me about my family! Wth y3ni.
I couldn't take this anymore. I need to know why my father doesn't want me to know my family. There had to be a reason to all of this. Why he hated me; why he didn't want me to contact any of my family members.
When I was sure my father left; I ran to 3amty and asked if I could talk to her for a bit. She said of course and walked with me to the living room.
*Conversation with 3ammty*
-After a while of silence-
3amma S: shfeek 7beeby Saif nadaytny w skat?
Saif: haa? Umm laa 3amty. bs a7taj as2lch shay.
3amma S: Sam 7abeebi shfeek?
Saif: 3amty. Laish ubooi mayabeeny a3arfkum?
3amma S: *sigh* Saif int mt2akd tby t3rf hal shay?
Saif: ee 3ammty! Arjooch! Mub msta7mel! Ubooi l'3z mb fahma! Mb fahm laish ykrahni! -Burying his head into his hands-
3amma S: Bss 7abeebi Saif. Had a39abk bagoolk.
-Long pause-
Saif: 3amtty??
3amma S: Saif. Bagoolk 89a. Ayam el jam3a, umk w ubook 7abaw ba3a'9. Ubook kan nawy y56bha mnn awal youm chafaha. Kan thy 'love at first sight' 3la golatkum. Bs ahal umk 89boha titzawaj wa7d thany. Wa7d 3la neyatah w 6ayeb w kan e7b umik wayd. Youm 7mlat, zojha 9ar fee 7adth sayara, w mat Allah yr7mah. Umk wayd kanat 5ayfa ena lazm traby yahel broo7ha. 3gb cham shahar, Yasser ra7 56abha w mlchaw seeda la2na garbat wladat'ha. youm wldat 9ar complications w twafat Allah yr7amha, bs int et3arf hal shay. Saif arjook efham ena Yasser kan yaby erabeek mthl wlda. Ehwa kan wayd e7b umk w wayed e3zha. Mb ay rayal beroo7 ytzawaj wa7da 7amela walad rayal thany. Bs 3gb ma twafat umk makan gadr ysta7ml echoofk. Wayed et'thakra fe umik. Gam ga6a3na kelna w gal ena 7asheema 7g umk ehya be5aleek t3eesh ma3a bs e7na may9eer enchoofk. Makan yabena engoolk sh9ar w makan yaby ahal umk egooloonlk b3d. Arjook efham Saif ena ana lal7een a3tbrk nafs wldy, w el 3a2la klha t7bk wayd.
I couldn't believe what my aunt was saying. I could feel my face getting hot. Tears were falling from my eyes. I was an orphan. I literally had no family. My aunt kept talking but I couldn't hear a word she said. My heart was racing; I felt like I had a huge lump in my throat. I couldn't even breathe. "Saif. Saif!!! 7abeebi etha taby tg3d fe baitna tra el bait baitk!! Goom 5al Jassim ewadeek ta5thlk thyab!" My aunt said, shaking me.
Jassim took me to the car and started driving me home. He would keep looking at me in the car because of how worried he was. He kept opening his mouth, like he was gonna say something, but he'd hesitate and keep quite.
I was still in shock. I had mixed feeling about my father; well step father. I was grateful that he gave me a house to live in and an education in a private school but still, he didn't give me the love and respect my mother would have wanted me to receive from him.
Jassim parked a bit far from the house, because he didn't want my father to see him. I got out of the car and walk into the compound.
I tried avoiding all of the maids and hopefully all of my "family", but unfortunately, I bumped into Noorah. "Um... Uh... Saif.. Umm... I need to talk to you. " Noorah said, looking down. "Noorah please, klsh maly mazaj akalm a7ad." I said, trying to pass her. "Saif, please." Noorah started to tear up. I signaled her to come to my room. While we were walking to my room; I texted Jassim that I might take a while if he wanted to leave and come back later. He said he'd be back in half an hour.
Once we were in my room, I closed the door and told her to sit next to me on the bed.
*conversation with Noorah*
Saif: 3amtty??
3amma S: Saif. Bagoolk 89a. Ayam el jam3a, umk w ubook 7abaw ba3a'9. Ubook kan nawy y56bha mnn awal youm chafaha. Kan thy 'love at first sight' 3la golatkum. Bs ahal umk 89boha titzawaj wa7d thany. Wa7d 3la neyatah w 6ayeb w kan e7b umik wayd. Youm 7mlat, zojha 9ar fee 7adth sayara, w mat Allah yr7mah. Umk wayd kanat 5ayfa ena lazm traby yahel broo7ha. 3gb cham shahar, Yasser ra7 56abha w mlchaw seeda la2na garbat wladat'ha. youm wldat 9ar complications w twafat Allah yr7amha, bs int et3arf hal shay. Saif arjook efham ena Yasser kan yaby erabeek mthl wlda. Ehwa kan wayd e7b umk w wayed e3zha. Mb ay rayal beroo7 ytzawaj wa7da 7amela walad rayal thany. Bs 3gb ma twafat umk makan gadr ysta7ml echoofk. Wayed et'thakra fe umik. Gam ga6a3na kelna w gal ena 7asheema 7g umk ehya be5aleek t3eesh ma3a bs e7na may9eer enchoofk. Makan yabena engoolk sh9ar w makan yaby ahal umk egooloonlk b3d. Arjook efham Saif ena ana lal7een a3tbrk nafs wldy, w el 3a2la klha t7bk wayd.
I couldn't believe what my aunt was saying. I could feel my face getting hot. Tears were falling from my eyes. I was an orphan. I literally had no family. My aunt kept talking but I couldn't hear a word she said. My heart was racing; I felt like I had a huge lump in my throat. I couldn't even breathe. "Saif. Saif!!! 7abeebi etha taby tg3d fe baitna tra el bait baitk!! Goom 5al Jassim ewadeek ta5thlk thyab!" My aunt said, shaking me.
Jassim took me to the car and started driving me home. He would keep looking at me in the car because of how worried he was. He kept opening his mouth, like he was gonna say something, but he'd hesitate and keep quite.
I was still in shock. I had mixed feeling about my father; well step father. I was grateful that he gave me a house to live in and an education in a private school but still, he didn't give me the love and respect my mother would have wanted me to receive from him.
Jassim parked a bit far from the house, because he didn't want my father to see him. I got out of the car and walk into the compound.
I tried avoiding all of the maids and hopefully all of my "family", but unfortunately, I bumped into Noorah. "Um... Uh... Saif.. Umm... I need to talk to you. " Noorah said, looking down. "Noorah please, klsh maly mazaj akalm a7ad." I said, trying to pass her. "Saif, please." Noorah started to tear up. I signaled her to come to my room. While we were walking to my room; I texted Jassim that I might take a while if he wanted to leave and come back later. He said he'd be back in half an hour.
Once we were in my room, I closed the door and told her to sit next to me on the bed.
*conversation with Noorah*
Noorah: Saif... I have to explain something to you...
I have to tell you why I was smoking. I swear I'm not that kind of girl. Wallah
Saif I didn't mean for you to find out!
Saif: yallah explain.
Noorah: I've been having this reoccurring dream.... Well, more like nightmare. I keep dreaming of two baby girls. Twins. They both look like me when I was a baby. One of them grows up to be me; I see myself growing up. One of them doesn't grow up; she stays a few months old. Then the little girl that didn't grow up comes to me and says "it's not Saif's fault. You have to help him. Make daddy notice how bad you are. Make daddy give you some of the hate, and give Saif some of the love." After a few days of this reoccurring nightmare, I decided to befriend the 'bad' girls in school. I started getting into trouble, hoping the school would call Baba and get his attention. I would go out to public places and act like I was smoking, hoping someone would see me and tell my parents. Saif wallah I did this for you. I wanted baba to see that I wasn't perfect; that I wasn't better than you. I still have the nightmares every night. Saif please, do you know who the little girl is?
Saif: Noorah... It wasn't your fault... She didn't die because of you...
Saif: yallah explain.
Noorah: I've been having this reoccurring dream.... Well, more like nightmare. I keep dreaming of two baby girls. Twins. They both look like me when I was a baby. One of them grows up to be me; I see myself growing up. One of them doesn't grow up; she stays a few months old. Then the little girl that didn't grow up comes to me and says "it's not Saif's fault. You have to help him. Make daddy notice how bad you are. Make daddy give you some of the hate, and give Saif some of the love." After a few days of this reoccurring nightmare, I decided to befriend the 'bad' girls in school. I started getting into trouble, hoping the school would call Baba and get his attention. I would go out to public places and act like I was smoking, hoping someone would see me and tell my parents. Saif wallah I did this for you. I wanted baba to see that I wasn't perfect; that I wasn't better than you. I still have the nightmares every night. Saif please, do you know who the little girl is?
Saif: Noorah... It wasn't your fault... She didn't die because of you...
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