Chapter Twenty

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-Previously-

Dad: Saif, Don’t bother coming home tonight.

-Yasmeen’s POV- 

Saif seemed pissed. I didn’t know who he was talking to, but it seemed bad. I was worried about him. I’ve never seen him this angry before. I looked at him with a worried expression. 

Yasmeen: Saif, 7beby, are you okay? Who were you talking to? Do you want to to get the food to go?

Saif: My dad. Laa, I lost my appetite. I just need to be alone right now.

Yasmeen: Saif, don’t shut me out! Maybe I can help. Shgal your dad? Was it about Noorah?

Saif: You can’t. Just leave me alone for now; I need some time alone.

And he left the restaurant like that. 

I called the waitress over to get the bill and take the food back to Jumanah’s house. The waitress said “Ma’aam, the food has been payed for by the gentleman that was with you, I’ll put your food for take away and bring it now.”I can’t believe Saif remembered to actually pay for the food! This is why I loved him. He could still be my prince, when he was feeling down.  

I decided to send Noorah a Whatsapp message and ask her what happened.

-Whatsapp conversation with Noorah-

Yasmeen: Noorah 7bebty, sh9ar bayn Saif w his dad??

Noorah: Its all my fault.

Yasmeen: Latgooleen chthy! Sh9ar?

Noorah: You know about the nightmares?

Yasmeen: Yeah, Saif told me. I hope you don’t mind?

Noorah: Laa 3ady. I had another one. All I wanted was Saif. And my dad took Saif away from me.

Yasmeen: Noorah what happened?

Noorah: Can you come over tomorrow night?

Yasmeen: Of course baby xx

Noorah: I love you!

Yasmeen: Me more x

I was hoping for the best, but expecting the worst. Inshallah 5air. 

-Saif’s POV-

I hated him. With all my heart. I really need to check on Noorah. I’ll try calling her maybe? Her phone is off. Great.

-Phone call with Faisal-

Faisal: Halla, wainik?

Saif: Faisal, 3ady ag3d fe baitkum for a few days? My dad kicked me out... Bagoolk klshay when I see you... Can you pick me up now? Ana 3n baitkum fe Durra

Faisal: Ee akeed 3ady! Ana weya Reem w Jumanah al7een, so magdar ayeek... W my driver ma3a umy al7een fa 3ndk a7ad ewadeek?

Saif: Mashkoor wallah. Ee 3ndy, I’ll call Jassim. Yalla bye

Faisal: Mabaina! Bye

-Phone call with Jassim-

Jassim: Halla Saif! Waynk mabtyee bait yadtna elyoum?

Saif: Halla Jassoom, umm.. Laa.. Can you pick me up from Durra? Sorry eny agoolk bs ma3ndy a7ad ya5thny...

Jassim: Ee akeed! A9lan ana yam Durra right now, so bakoon 3ndk fe 5 minutes!

Saif: Mashkoor, bye

Jassim: bye

Once Jassim was here, he BBMed me to come outside of Durra. I got into the car and Jassim said “Spill”. I sighed, and told him the whole story. “Ma9dg hal rayal ehwa 3amy! Shlon y6rdk!”Jassim said, a bit too loud. “Jassim, had a39abk. Mt3awd ana.”I said, trying to calm him down. It was true; I was used to this. I was used to him blaming me constantly. I was used to him kicking me out. Even Faisal was used to it. I would leave for a few days, then I’d come back and he’d act like nothing happened. But this time, the problem was ten times worse. Every time it would be because I had talked back to him, said something rude to his wife, or even not replying to him. He had this thing about him, where he’d automatically kick me out if I had a reply better than his. Childish? Yes, I know. “Laa shnw t3awadt! Al7een tyee 3ndna w b3d matrid baitkum!”Jassim said, outraged. “Jassim 5la9, had nafsk! Wallah ehwa mb sha59 yswa. Ana baroo7 bait Faisal, 3ndhum Guest House 5arijy I stay in. I already have some clothes there so 3ady. Maby athagel 3laykum. Please, Jassim efham ina if I stay 3ndkum, it would be too risky. Maby ena, la sama7 Allah, ubooi eyeeh w echoofny 3ndkum...”I said, reassuring Jassim. “Inzain... Al7een gooly, t‘3adayt?”Jassim said with a smirk on his face. “Laa wallah, bs klsh mb yaw3an. Bs aby aroo7 arayi7...”I said, remembering the way I left Yasmeen at Fudz alone. “Yaah iskit arjook! Al7een ana awadeek nt‘3ada machboos deyay bait yadtna! Allah wallah 5osh machboos!”Jassim said, drooling a bit. “Hahaha, whatever you say Jassim.” I said, chuckling at him. 

“Inzain umm, Saif? Salfat Jawaher 6awelat shway... Galatly I give you her number 3shan you talk to her fe Whatsapp... 3ady?”Jassim said, hesitantly. You could see how much he loved her when he said her name; he would start sweating and he starts breathing heavily; its kind of funny actually.  “Inzain 3a6ny her number, w I’ll plan something with her al7een yal love bird int”I winked at him. He chuckled nervously and said “3XXXXXXX”. I added her on whatsapp.

-Whatsapp conversation with Jawaher-

Saif: Halla Jawaher, ana Saif wld 3am Jassim.

Jawaher: Oh halla Saif!

Saif: Bagoolch, a7een shsalfa?

Jawaher: I stopped talking to both of them, ana aby I take this time to decide.

Saif: Inzain tbeen we meet up fe mkan 3shan tgoolenly shnw your decision?

Jawaher: ee okay. When and where?

Saif: How about tomorrow at Starbucks, City Centre @ 4 PM?

Jawaher: ee okay, see you there!

“Done.” I said to Jassim. “9j?? Sh9ar?” Jassim said, nervously.  “Tomorrow I’ll meet her w bnchoof who she chooses. Mabagoolk wayn bnroo7 3shan matyeey w b3d mabagool 7g Khalid. When she decides, I’ll call both of you.” I replied. Jassim just nodded silently and parked the car in front of our Grandmother’s house.

-Yasmeen’s POV-

I called Jumanah and told her I wasn’t feeling well, so I was leaving. Once I convinced her nothing was wrong; I called my mother and told her to send the driver and take me to my Grandmother’s house. I needed Layal and Yousif. 

Once I got to my Grandmother’s house, salamt 3la everyone and ran upstairs. My mother noticed something was wrong, but she didn’t force me to talk. I ran up to the kids’ room to find Layal crying! “Layal 7abebty! Shfeeech!!? Yousif shfeeha Layal?!!”I said, running to hug Layal. “Youm sm3t enich yaya, galat el7mdelah w gamat et9ee7! 7awalt ahadeeha bs mar‘9at tgooli ela layn enty to9leen!”Yousif said; he seemed afraid! “Layal 7abeebty! Talk!”I started tearing up! I’ve never seen Layal like this before! 

“Fee.. Fee wa7d... He followed me on twitter... then added me on Facebook... he even got my number and started talking on Whatsapp! Wayd gam e5awfny! Esawy “ana a7bch w batzawjch w maba5leech tzawjayn Yousif! Kela ba5aleech fe ‘3rfa locked up 3shan ma7ad ‘3ayry echoof jamalch!” I blocked him on Twitter, Facebook and Whatsapp, bs he just got another number and added me on whatsapp again! 3gb gam egool “I’ll kidnap you the next time you go out. Ana a3arf wayn enty, everyday, everywhere and at anytime.” W then he sent me a picture he took of me w ana fel supermarket w one of me in school! Wallah 9ij 9ij 5awafny!! I wanted to tell both of you! I wanted to tell my parents! I wanted to tell the police! I’m so scared! Galy etha I told my parent, you guys or the police, he’ll do something to you guys!”Layal kept sobbing and sobbing! I was crying with her and Yousif was so red and angry; I knew he wanted to kill this guy. “Layal... When did this start?”I said, hugging her tight. “A few weeks ago..”Layal said, sobbing even harder.“Layal please hd2ay!! I have a plan. Send him a whatsapp message telling him you want to meet him fe parking City Centre. The roof-top parking, which is always empty. Tell him ena inty b3d 7abayty... ena go along! Then, tomorrow when you say you’re gonna meet him, Yousif can see who the guy is, w ehma ytfahmon!”I said, trying to calm Layal down. “L-Laa a5af 3la Yousif! This guy seems dangerous!” Layal said, between sobs. “Lat5afeen 3alay 7beebty, I’m a big boy, I can take care of myself”Yousif said with a smile, wiping Layal’s tears. Yousif’s soft side was the side only Layal would get. I would always get the “maynoona inty?!”side. But that’s what I loved about their relationship; it was that Layal showed Yousif’s amazing side.

“Yalla ‘3ada!”Fatimah called from outside. Layal and I wiped our tears and the three of us went downstairs.

-

Layal slept over because she was too scared about today. I felt the adrenaline rushing in my blood while I was getting ready. I wore light blue jeans, a plain white top and a floral blazer with baby pink flats and my Chanel shoulder bag. I left my waves down with my bangs braided to the side. Layal wore navy jeans and a black top with a gold cardigan and gold flats. She wore a black hijab. “Ready?”I said, giving Layal a smile. “No...”Layal sighed, and got into the car.

Once we got to City Centre, I told the driver to go to the roof top parking and I called Yousif. “Ha are you here?” I said to Yousif on the phone. “Ee, achoof sayaratkum. Park w ana a7een bayee sayaratkum.”Yousif replied. I hung up and told Layal to whatsapp this guy and tell him she was here. “*Swallows hard* Yasmeen, a5af.” Layal said, her eyes were shut and tears were starting to fall from them. I wiped her tears and said “Layal lat5feen, Allah ma3ach w ana w Yousif hnyee. Gooly besmelah w dzy el Whatsapp message. Layal nodded slowly and started typing. I peaked into her phone to see what he replies.

-Whatsapp conversation with the guy- 

Layal: Ana w9alt, meet me fel roof top parking :*!

...: Yalla 2 minutes w akoon 3ndch! I can’t believe you’re finally gonna be mine <3 <3! Al7een ntzawaj w I’ll keep you safe with me <3!

“I think he was dropped as a child...”I said, my eyes opened wide after reading his reply. “Gltlch! Maynoon!”Layal said. “Aka Yousif is here. Remember, keep my phone call open, so I can hear everything he says! 3shan Yousif knows when to come!”I said, reminding Layal of the plan. Layal nodded and left the car.

-Layal’s POV-

My heart was racing so fast; I thought it might jump out of my chest. I couldn’t breathe and my throat was dry. My hands kept shaking. What if this guy kidnaps me? I should’nt have come here. Ding! I had a whatsapp message. “7abeebty, ana 3nd el bab! Aka chftch! Walk towards me <3 shaklch 3roos <3!!”I called Yasmeen so she could listen in on the conversation.

-Conversation with guy-

Layal: U-umm magltly shsmk... 

...: Ana magltlch gabel la2na 5ft itgoolen 7g Yousif! Mashallah gumar! Wayd a7la shaklch fel 9ij! Madam a7een bt9eren zojty lazm agoolch! Isme Salman AlX!

-Yasmeen’s POV-

Yousif: MA9ADG! THY RFEEJI! KLA AKOON MA3AH FEL GAHWA! BATHB7A!!!

Yousif stormed out of the car and ran towards them. I ran out and and followed him.

Yousif held Salman from his shirt and said “Aa yal chalb int! SHDARAK 3N LAYAL?!”Yousif’s nostrils were flaring and a vein was popping out of him forehead. He was breathing really hard. “A-A-A Yousif!! Let me explain!! Mb la int knt dayman tgool lna ena fe wa7da ma5tha galbk w 7adha 6ayba w sm3at’ha zaina?  W b3d glt enk tby tzawajha bs mabtgool lna esmha? Ana wayd 9adny f‘9ool iny a3rf who she is! Fa thak elyoum, youm you lost your phone w ana lgayta... It wasn’t lost... I stole it. Knt aby ra8mha w her twitter and Facebook! W youm chft 9oorat’ha w chft shlon ehya m7tashma! Wayd 7bayt’ha Yousif! 9ij 9ij marah!”Salman said, his eyes on Layal. 

“YA WLD EL **** !! ANA BATHB7K”Yousif pulled Salman from his shirt and he threw his body on the floor. 

“YOUSIF STOP!!”