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It was one long weird day!
I managed to meet all my family as they gathered to see us.
My first uncle (Bo M7mmd) .. had only his eldest daughter Maha which was 23, and the twins Maitha&M7mmd 17 years old
Then it was my other Uncle (Bo 3bdullah) .. his eldest 3bdulla was 24 .. then hanoof 18 and then fahad 13 ... ( His wife Om Abdullah is Saudi)
that was it.
I headed to bed straight away .. as we had to go to the farm very early in the morning and have breakfast there.
- in the morning.
I was surprised as I entered the farm. Hearing it was a farm I thought it would be like the farms we see in movies where the farmers and all that was there... but infact it was really different. It looked luxurious in an old design way .. really massive. First there was this huge green garden then the huge one floor villa and at the back was a big land of only sand, located next to it was a garage filled with buggies, motorcycles and all that. On another end was a place filled with animals then there was an indoor outdoor pool... and other very small houses located everywhere.
We all went in the main farm house. I followed Maitha and Hanoof to one of the rooms. I was in my track suit .. however they took off their abayas wearing Jalabiyas and then they took this long wgaya (laisaw) and covered their hair with it and then we headed out.
The adults had already organised the open table in the middle of the garden with breakfast. The first thing I spotted was balalee6 .. my favourite dish since I was small.
Maitha : ome ...!
Om Mohd: ha ?
Maitha: aba aseer eldkan
Om Mohd: 7g shu b3d? w mnu baywadeech?
Maitha: aba a5th a'3ra'9 7g 3gb ... b5ali 7amood ywadena
Om Mohd: mashay .. b3dain 7amood ragd
Maitha : yalla 3ad please.. enzain bnseer ro7na
Om 3bdullah: wain ro7km b3d... tb'3on hal hnood yz5onkm w yshrdon feekm
Maitha : enzain b5ali eldraiwal ywadeena
Om Mohd: la2 y3ni la2 .. 5ali raju yseer eyblch elly tbainh
Maitha : eeehee ... hanoofo nshe 5al nseer neels hnak .. yalla Muna
we stood up and headed to the back area of the farm where it was plain sand.
Maitha : bnseer eldkan
Muna : but your mom said no
Maitha : whatever .. we'll go alone
Hanoof : bldaraja?
Maitha : yeah
we took out two darajaat
Muna : i dont know how to ride these
Maitha : its ok .. ylsee waray
Muna: are you sure its ok to do this?
Maitha : yeah whatever its not the first time.
It was my second day here and I was already doing things im not supposed to. Actually I dont remember doing things without the approval of both my parents. However, I felt like I should go for it.
Maitha w hanoof tlathimaw with the wgaya and sat on the darajat with their jalabyat but they had saraweel so nothing showed from their legs. I must admit they looked funny a bit but furthermore I looked even odd between them with my track suit.
Muna : maitha are you sure you know how to ride this well... because the Dr. said im not supposed to be riding those things.
Maitha from under her wgaya : dont worry im a daraja ranger !!
We left the farm secretly from that back gate and on to the cracked route between all the other farms. A few minutes and we were right infront of the grocery shop. A bunch of "just became teens" kids were there messing about with the shopkeeper. Maitha entered the dkan and got us all sorts of junk things while those little teenagers were making fun of the was she was dressed. Ofcourse Maitha had to answer them back.
Back in the daraja.
Maitha : shu raykm nseer ymeen .. just to see whats there.
Hanouf: la maitho mafeena .. 5al nrd elmazra3a a7sn!
Muna : yeah maitha !
Maitha : please please.. bs lafa! *puppy eyes*
Hanouf: Fine!
We turned right, not knowing where our destination was. Suddenly it seemed as if we were at some other farm. We realized that when we heard some guys voice.
Maitha : shit! wain el6al3a.. wain hanouf!?
Muna : madri she disappeared !
Maitha : maybe she left.. I found the way out.
And out we went.
Still inside the farm
Hanouf to herself: 5sch allah ya maitho!!!
One man: e7m lo sma7ti..?
Hanouf: ohh! umm.. na3am?
The man looking at her from up to down: umm 5air b'3aity shay
Hanouf lowered the wgaya that was covering half her face when she realized his looks: umm.. wain hnee?
The man with a raised eyebrow: wain hnee?
Hanouf: wain ana?
The man: enty fe mzra3at Al - xxx
Hanouf : ohhh umm ana m'3al6a .. ehehe ana at7ara ha 6reej mazr3tna .. ehehehee
The man without a smile: ok .. hnee el6al3a .. ( as he pointed backwards)
Hanouf: o-okay .. asfa wayed.
Hanouf left the mazra3a with a red face and drove the daraja back to the dkan where maitha and muna were.
Hanouf: wallah wallah wallah b2dbch maitho .. trayay enty bs!
Maitha: walla im sorry.. you suddenly disappeared.
Hanouf: no i didnt .. you told me to keep going straight!!
Muna : i think you guys should quarrel back at the farm.. because im sure they realized our absence!
Maitha : oh shit yalla!
Hanouf: la t7awleen tit'haribain maitho.. ana ma5la9t mnch.
- Back at the farm
M7mmd (maithas twin): mashallah mashallah mashallah.. wain knto??
Maitha : umm kna hnee 9ob elbab nl3ab fl daraja
M7mmd: w mashallah halchyas mn wain ?
Maitha : ufff.. enzain srna eldkan
M7mmd: w akeed mom doesnt know
Maitha : walla bs 5 dgayg ma 6awalna
Mohd: achoof shu shtraito?
Maitha: la2! ha 7gna bs!
Mohd: ok ana bseer a5abr mama
Maitha : ufff enzain 5ala9
We headed back in the house.. fortunately no one realized our absence. We sat by the living room watching tv while Hanouf was telling us what happened earlier at the farm.
Maitha turning on the volume of the tv: OMG OMG ... Khalid the cutie!
Hanouf: ahhhh! wayed 7lo
I realised they were talking about the tv presenter...
Muna: he is not that cute
Maitha : omg he is so so cute!!
Hanouf: but why wasnt he presenting last week.
Maitha : I heard he was somewhere in the UK
Hanouf : ohhh
Maha (maitha's big sis) : T3alo bara3 ... 3bdullah yayb 7lwa 3maneya tjanin .. w kl 7d yals hnak.
I realized Maitha's face changed while hanouf looked at her.
Hanouf : ok we are coming... yalla maitho nseer
Maitha : maba ento seero
Muna: laish? whats going on
Maitha : its a long stupid story.
Hanouf: can i tell her?
* flashback *
3bdullah was sitting alone at the dining room in grandpa's house.
Maitha came in : Halla 3bood sh7alk?
3bdullah: hallah walla ... b5air enty?
Maitha : im good... ummm
3bdullah : shu feech?
Maitha: I wanna tell you something
Abdullah: Ok gooli
Maitha : ummmm .... ana ..ana
Abdullah : enti shu?
Maitha : ana ... ana a7bk wayed!
Abdullah Cracked up laughing .. while Maitha was staring at him with astonishment.
Maitha: shu feee
Abdullah was still laughing... : ahahah .. maitha i love you too
Maitha : you do !?
Abdullah: ofcourse as a little sister
Maitha: No!.. i dont love you this way
Abdullah .. realizing Maitha was serious: Maitha.. you are still young you shouldnt be thinking about love.. and concentrate on your studies.
Maitha: you mean if I finish school .. you will consider my love to you
Abdullah: *sigh* .. I mean .. I appreciate that you have a "crush" on me.. but I've always seen you as a younger sister like Hanouf and I dont think ill be able to change that.
Maitha trying to stop her tears: BUT IVE BEEN LOVING YOU SINCE I WAS 9!!
Abdullah: Maitha calm down.. its normal for you to have a crush on someone at your age .. even I did ... but when you grow up you'll take this seriously and you'll be loving someone else for real
Maitha already in tears: its not a crush its love ! stop saying that im small... age is never considered when it comes to love!
Mohd came in : shu mstwi.. maitha why are you crying?
Maitha left the place runing.
Abdullah : nothing.. i was telling her a sad story that I just read in the newspaper .. and you know your sister when she starts talking about injustice.. she has to cry.
Mohd didnt seem to believe but he didnt say anything.
*flashback end*
a couple of tears escaped Maitha's eyes.
Muna : omg.. thats so ...
Maitha : whatever..
Muna : ok why are you crying now.. its ok if he rejected you .. im sure their others dying for you.
Maitha: its not about that.. im actually over him
Hanoof looked at me and gave me a " shes not " look
Maitha : its just that .. I was so dumb I kept trying to convince him to consider my love .. I humiliated myself
Muna: its ok ... we all have those times sometimes when we forget about our pride.
Hanouf: wallah Maitho .. its not because he is my brother.. but 3abood galba 6ayeb and he didnt mean it .. its just that he never expected that you will love him this way .. you know especially because we've been raised together so he always so you as a sister. Anyways.. the world doesnt end here and just like Muna said .. there is someone out there that will be dying for you.
Muna: now lets go down and you Maitha forget about all that .. and stop showing him that your still in your misery. You should show him that your over him and thats by gowing down there.. smiling as if nothing has happened.
-Outside.
Grandpa: mashallah el3rayes yaw.. Muna t3ali ylsi hne (pointing at the chair next to him)
Hanouf: Ma3laih yadi .. al7een 3ndk Muna matb'3ani
Grandpa : la afaa .. enty el'3ala, bs b3d Muna twha yaya w lazm ndl3ha shway
Bo 3bdullah : Um 3bdullah.. ha wldch thab7ni yba y3rs.. dawrelh 7rma
Om 3bdullah: la thb7ni ana b3d.. 7dwrlk enshallah
3bdullah : haih ome ma awa9eech .. nfs elmwa9afat elly gltlch
Om Mohd: haih etha 3la elmwa9afat .. wla bt79lk w7da.. hal ayam ya wldee etha 7a9alt lk w7da bnt nas w mtrabya e7md allah.
Om 3bdullah: 9a7 kalamch wallah
Grandpa: wsh7aga edawroon .. mashallah 3ndna bdal elbnt thalath.. Maha w Maitha w Muna
Om Omar: la la 3ami ana bnte b3dha 9'3eera 3al zawaj
Grandpa: waydee wain 9'3eera .. bs halsna w btit5araj enshallah .. enzain Maha wla Maitha
Bo 3bdullah: wallah wln3m feehm bnat e5ooy
3bdullah: mafe a7sn mnhm yadi ..bs Maitho w Maha 7sbat 5wati w Maha b3dmashallah twa 5a6benha w b3dha ma galat lo haih wla la2
Grandpa: enzain wld 3amha awla
Om Mohd: ha 3bdullah mra59 bnt 3mk wla tbaha?
3bdullah: wallah kaifha he
Maha (knew about her sisters crush towards 3bdullah so she would never accept 3bdullah) : la ana b3dni ma est5rt 3n elrayal .. w 7aram arf'9h etha zain .. b3dain ana w 3bdullah b3d mthl eltaw2am wain en3rs b3d
Grandpa: eeeeh.
Om 3bdullah : a9lan ma bnro7 b3eed .. bna5thla mn elahal
3bdullah: elwalda ma awa9eech aba w7da mthlch mn mzayeen Najd. ( Najd is where his mom comes from)
Throughout the whole conversation I kept looking at Maitha and all I can see was a girl with her head down and no facial expression.
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Sorry for the mistakes .. didnt proofread
Love,
Sly
