Chapter 10

This chapter is dedicated to a real life close friend Ghaliyah and two bloggers: @hamad_blogger and @Atragedyy_ xx love you enjoy.

Afaf's P.O.V:
You wouldn't understand my love for Abdullah, yes, he is my cousin so I know him alot, but the truth is we loved eachother since we were little.. Stupid right? No.
It was that moment where we were all bl7deeka bl3eed I was about 5 and he was 7, when I fell on my face and sctatched my forehead and he kissed it, we both blushed bas we were kids so not really a "3aib" moment.

Tears float in my cheeks, dripping like raindrops, a7bk.
As we entered Abdullah to the hospital he went into the operation room, I was told to stay out.

Aunt Mizna: 3boodyy!! Wldy wain?!

I could see that tragic feeling in her eyes, her holding her tears and how her thinking face is on, she was praying.
I walked away with Ghada and Noura, I needed sometime to cry and have not one but two shoulders to cry on.

Afaf: my only reason to smile is fading.
Ghada: lat fawleen!
Noura: mako shay inshallah.
I laughed, not that ahhahahahaha laugh the "yeah right" laugh.
Afaf: Life is never nice, it's always selfish it takes away too many lives.
Ghada: staghferallah shal kalam?
Noura: Afaf hdy.
Afaf: yreit.. Bas 3lmeeny shlon.

I saw them, they were crying too, not on Abdullah bas on me, how ana ksrt 5a6rhom, how they thought they would never leave me alone, for safety.

I wiped my tears, ate from Coffee Bean, we were in salam hospital. Ou b3dain sa3ad foug ma3ahom praying. I looked at Shahad in a disgusted look. Over to the side Duaij is crying his heart out and Bader is cheering him up.

Mishael who is pretty much Abdullah's best friend/cousin was banging his head on the wall, ou 5wana Ali ou Khaled ga3deen bas sakteen.

Ou 5waty ou fatma ou zanoob ou omy ou 3amy ga3deen yd3oun 3la Abdullah.
El doctor kan americky ou yalena ou gal.

DR: It was a really tough hit, affected him massively, he will be in a coma for atound a month. Not exactly a month but adds up to one.
Aunt Mizna: will he be okay?
DR: Currently our theory is that he might lose his memory.. But other than that he would be in ship shape.

Everyone was speechless and had open mouths.
MEMORY. MEMORY?! HE IS GONNA FORGET TEN YEARS OF OUR LOVE AND NOT KNOWING WHO ANYONE IS?! LAISH, THE MINUTE I THINK EVERYTHING IS FINE SOMETHING HAS TO HAPPEN?! WHY.
I got up ran away crying, everyone stared. But I didn't care, my Abdullah is slipping away.

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THE DAY YOU SLIPPED AWAY..
WAS THE DAY I FOUND OUT
IT WONT BE THE SAME
OHHHH NA NA NA NA NA NA..
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1 month later passed...

I walked into Abdullah's room with lilacs our signature flowers, he wont remember anyways.

Abdullah: mama?
Afaf: la2 ana Afaf.
Abdullah: i5ty?

I cried so hard. It was a bad experience. He didn't know who I was.

Afaf: la2, nseitny?
I took a deep breath
Afaf: laish? Please remember me.
Abdullah: I dont think I remember you..

I dropped the vase, crying, my face was so red, though I wasn't making any sounds, I was silently crying.

Abdullah: latbcheen. Mo eb 2eedy.

He held my hand with a smile, funny thing is he isn't feeling our love, the love we had. Why?!

Afaf: please remember.