Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Chapter 3



 Sager was sitting at Layals table that only had her bag and a cluster of her stuff on top.

Layal went over to the table and quickly started collecting her items and shoving them into her bag.

“6awltch?”, asked sager playing stupid.

‘la wallaaaa’ thought layal.

“La”, replied layal without even looking at him.

“moo a’3ra’6ch?” he asked again while he obviously knew the answer.

Layal ignored him and collected her stuff then walked away quickly.

‘g6ee3a …il7een wain alga mokan ag3ad fee?!’ Layal thought to herself.

She felt someone poke her shoulder and she turned around.

“Yalla namshy?” asked lujain happily.

“Wain namshy?” replied Layal.

“Haw nsaytay ntrayag.”, answered Lujain.

“La la walla maly khlg shey a9lan bsa7ab 3ala classy il awadm bl jam3a e3akroon mazaj il wa7d”, replied Layal.

“Shfeech? Sh9ayr?” questioned Lujain with curiosity.

“La la mako , agool shraych n6la3 blayl?” suggested Layal while trying her best to divert Lujains attention away from the subject.

“Uhm ee! Wain tabeen? Slider?” asked Lujain.

“La la wai3 blayl za7ma wayd….uhm inshoof wain ana amerch. ok?” suggested Layal.

Lujain smiled, “yalla, good mreeny il sa3a 6.”

Layal nodded in agreement and waved goodbye then walked off to her car.


“Mishary! Wain 6ayr?” shouted out Sager.

Mishary turned to Sager, “mashy….”.
Mishary sounded like he was in bad mood, Sager walked over to him.

“Shfeek imnafs?” Asked Sager.
“Taby il 9ij 9ager? Fich 3an Jassim ma7ad 3alimak 3ala hel 7arakat ‘3aira!” , Mishary was pretty much fed up with the way Sager has been for the past couple of years.

“Hatha ily mza3lk?” asked Sager with a smirk.

“tara il salfa mafeeha ‘3ashmara 9gayr ma e9eer chthy!” Mishary exclaimed.

“khala9 khala9 hady hady o ma e9eer ila ilkhair inta b7sbat okhoy moo tz3al mny, o jassim hatha bes kalamta ilyom as2al 3an wa7da.”, replied Sager.

“mn 9ijk int? moo glna flha?”, said Mishary while crossing his arms.

“glt bas2al ‘3airk, moo ? khala9 sa2alt o 3araft mafeeha shey .” , replied Sager defensivly.

Mishary sighed seeing that there is no point of having to give any advice to Sager since he wasn’t even willing to comply with it anyways.

“khala9 inzain ana bamshy il wald dag 3alay yabyeeny amr bait 3amy.” Said Mishary.

“Inzain ashofk 3ayal.” Replied Sager as he walked away.

Sager got a flashback of what happene earlier with Layal.

‘bal 9ij ma ta36y wayh haman rad mithl il awadm ma trd. Bes inshoof ya Layal in ma khalaytch tark’6een waray ma a6la3 9ager’ he thought to himself.

6:10 PM
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Layal: ana bara
Lujain: Yalla kany dgeega o nazla
Layal: okay
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Lujain walked out of her house in a minute and ran over to Layals car then got in.

“ha wain bnroo7?!” , asked Lujain with excitement.

“Ma adry.” Replied Layal.

“Slider!” suggested Lujain.

“Thba7teena ib slider fee a7ad eroo7 slider il7een? Za7ma!” Replied Layal.

“3ady bnakl il7na and 9ara7a I have been craving it 9arly moda o il weeked ily 6af glteely il mar ail yaya, fa you have no choice!” replied Lujain with a cheeky smile.

Layal sighed,”okay okay. Silder it is”.

Layal was uncomfortable with the idea but she was the type of person who wanted everyone around her to be happy even if it could cause her some discomfort.

Layal got to slider and surprisingly found a parking spot pretty fast.

“ilyom shekla 7lo bsr3a lgayna parking!”, stated Lujain while getting out of the car.

“la2any ana wayh il khair, la la at’3ashmar.” Said Layal jokingly.

Layal and Lujain went over to the waitor to see how long the wait list is going to take.

To Layals surprise…..


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