"Shoofay Raghad, ana lama yatni 3alia.. Ishta'3rabt gilt shisalfa bint yayatni 3imyani bitkalimni oo ana ib 7ayati moo shayifha. Ilmishkila inha kanat na6ratni 3ind isayara, gilt akeed sad 3alaiha wela shay.. Bas ilmoshkila Ma kint sad 3ala a7ad.. Gilt akeed shay iykhi9 isayara, ishdarani ana shisalfa. Ilmohim, il7abeeba yayatni itibosam oo salimat 3alay : 7amood! ....
A3arfich!? It3arfeeni? Shino 7amood?! A9'3ar i3yalha ana? Ilmohim 7agart, gilt yimkin wa7da a3arifha? Bas kilish kilish mo imshabih 3alaiha, Raghad. Ya3ni madri shino hal qilat adab il zayda ili feeha. Yatni chan itmid edha, gilt amid edi, 3aib a3alig'ha, chan tis7abni witboosni!
Mo bas qilat adab hathi... Ilmohim 7agart, sa'alt'ha : Min 7a'6ritich?
Tadreen ishgalatli ya Raghad? Galatli: I'm your girlfriend's best friend!
GIRLFRIEND? Oo ana min mita 3indi girlfriend, wela chan ana 3indi Oo ana ma adri, hatha shay thani...
Giltlaha: It3arfeeni? A3arfich??
Galatli: La2 bas ana rifeeeejat Raghad! Rifeejat'ha ilroo7 bil roo7! Oo wayid kalimatni 3anik oo kila itgool li ina you have beautiful lips, kissable lips! Al7een 9adagt'ha!
Ana 9ar feeni- Shino!?
La oo azeedich il shi3ir bait.. galatli ina intay gaylatlaha inich itkalmeeni oo ina ana 9a7bich? oo ina thak il yom bil tha7ya.. kina imwa3deen.
Shofay Raghad, damich ma 3arafteeni.. Ana wa7id ma 3indi hal suwalif.. oo mo nagi9 il9ara7a. Ana rayal ma 3indi kharabee6, oo bas 7abait agool lich ina ma widi inich idigeen 3alay in kan kalam 9a7bitich 9a7. Sam3atni? Tara mo min 3awaydi atinarfaz.. Bas 9ij 9ij jilat 7aya."
That was what 3ALIA my best friend said to him. 3ALIA. How could she?!
"M7amad 3indik digeega agool lik qi9iti?"
"Dam fathlik.. M7amad ana ma gilt 7ag 3alia ayshay ila ina you're hot."
He ignored my last statement. He simply ignored me.
"Shoofay Raghad. Ana ashoof inich bint nas oo mitrabya, atmana matmasheen hal ashkal. Li'ana hal ashkal bitnazlich ib mistawa il ga3."
"Al7een 3an ithnich.. Baroo7 anam. Ma3a ilsalama."
OhMyGod. Our first argument! Yay! (At this point, I was very hung up on M7amad, acting like he was my boyfriend and everything!)
3alia, was to be taught a valuble lesson. I knew of a way to make her suffer for what she's done to me. It was time this friendship ended. For countless years I was the one who had covered up for her, and comforted her during all her breakups. I knew about her relationships with random guys, sometimes more than one at a time, and throughout the years, 3alia has never been there for me. Not once.
I dialled 3omar's number. (3omar = 3alia's brother)
"3omar? 3omar ana Raghad"
"Yaaa hala bil zain! Shlonich Raghad? Min ziman 3anich!"
"Ee 3omar adri, wala adri. Isma3, abeek itshoof telephone 3alia. Il security code 9117, ifta7 il keybad lock, oo shoof her messages."
"Laish? Shimsawya hal mara?"
"Inta 6ee3ni, oo tiwakal."
"Khala9, mashkoora. Ma ga9artay."
"Il3afo, yala bye."
Now, I was getting even with that whore.
Around 3:30 AM my phone rang.
This went on until about 3:59 AM, with countless missed calls.
At 7:22 AM, in the midst of my sleep, I heard the door knob turn violently. Ofcourse, as always, my door was locked. Pounding and pounding, screaming and shouting. I could hear 3alia's voice. If I open the door, she sure as hell would kill me, and so, I ignored.
Just when I thought that she went away, I heard HARDER banging on the door, and this time it was Jassim. Apparently, 3alia went and told Jassim that something had happened to me, and that I may have been hurt or something. Ofcourse, I couldn't ignore Jassim, so I yelled:
"JASSIM MA 3ALAIK AMIR ITKHALEENI" -Me.
"RAGHAD, FEECH SHAY?" -Jassim.
"LA2 7ABEEBI BAS MABI AKALIM 3ALIA" -Me.
"A9ARIFHA YA3NI?" -Jassim.
"LAW SAMA7T" -Me.
"MIN 3YOONIIII!!" -Jassim.
I heard a faint: "3alyo thilfay baitkum ikhti malha khilgich"
Hehe. I love my brother, and yes, it was time for payback.