hope pt.19

AZIZ-



the doctor came in ..we all stood up.

me: ha dictoor 3asa ma shar? laish mo ga3ed titkalaam ? laiish siakiit?

he was quite and was looking at the floor.

noura: DICTOOR?? SHFEEHA??

dr.: um..allah 7ifath'ha bil 7adith..bs al7een shes in an..

me: AN WHAAAT?
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dr.: coma.

hnee ana madre sh9ar feeny..irkaby ma kanaw ga3ed isa3douny..i felt like something stabbed me..really hard..while noura feel in the ground crying non-stop and mohammed to calm her down..her parents lail7een ma yadrooun what happened to there daughter..since i cant talk to them o noura was crying so hard fa magdarat titkalam we let the doctor call.

dr dailing um jawa..

Dr: aloo?

um jawa: alo na3am?

Dr: 7athritiich um jawa?

um jawa: ee ana um jawa..5air? ( she senced something was wrong )

Dr: wala madre shlone agouoliich bs jawa kanat ib 7adith..

um jawa: SSHINOO ?? BINTY JAWA IB 7ADIITHHHH ?? *tears coming down her eyes* waiinha !! shfeeha ?? 3a6ne akaliiimhaaa !! waaaay bintyyy!

Dr: ana asif iniich tismi3een hal khabar 5alte..bs bintinch in '3ayboba.

um jawa: *MAJOR SOBBING* BIIIIIINTYYYY !!!!!!!! aa--aaa-ay MUSTASHFAAA???

Dr: hadaay ..inshalla mako ila il khair..ta3awithay min ibliis o inshalla allah igawimha bilsalama..Dar il shifa.


awal ma the doctor kalam um jawa..yanah the doctor..

me: h-how did she take it?

Dr: bad

me: la7oulila...ok dictor 3ade adish ashoufha..wila a6il 3aalaiiha please.

Dr: la ya a5 aziz..tawna imsaween the 3amaliya.

after 5 mins um jawa o ubo jawa o her 2 sibblings.

um jawa was crying like crazy..maskeena i dont blame her..her small sister ga6a3at galbe..o her brother ga3ed i7awil yamsik bachwita (ya3ne ana ily kibart o ma abche kind..thakarne feeny wana yahil)..o ubooha wayha a9faar..noura ra7at lihum o hugging jawa's mom so tight.

noura: maykhaliif khalte..hadaay..shh..shhh..*she said while rubbing her back to calm her down*

um jawa: b-b-bintyy * sobbing *

her father went to talk to the doctor in private while me and 7amnoud were sitting in chairs..noura and jawa's mom came over to us..we stood up.

noura: khaltee..hatha aziz al m****** and mohammed al g****** ma3aaha bil jam3a o ma3ay ana ba3ad.

noura: aziz awal wa7id shaf jawa bil 7adith o uhwa kan wiyaha bil as3af.

i kissed her head.

um jawa: mashkoor matga9ir wlaiidy..ana kila agoulaha "ya jawa laa itdouseen.." bs mako fayda..o hathe nahayat ily idoos.

me: la khalte hatha wajiib..intay amray amir..inshalla mako ila il khair o allah igawimha bisalama..

6la3at ina umi o um jawa were friends in highschool..ga3dna insiloif wiyaha to let her forget the sadness shwaya.

i decided to go home and to take a shower o come back.

gabil la a6la3 nadait Reema and Abdulatif..jawa's sibbnlings..they both came to me..since Reema was az8ar min ywaisif(my brother) ib sina..i knew shlone atfaham wiyaha and abdulatif was 12..so it was the same age ta'3reeban.

me: hala reema hala bushmaiis..shlonkum?

Reema: zaina *looking down ..her eyes were filled with tears..she looked like jawa so much COPY bs 3ala smaller version*

Abdulatif: 7imdilla zain.

me: shoufaw abeekum u help me with shay..o i cant do this alone ok?

both of them: ok..

me: if jawa was in a coma mo ma3nata ina ma tisma3kum..o ma it7is feekum..kilyoum gi3daw solfaw wiyaha..i promise you that she can her he but she wouldent reply back..can you both do that for me please?

Reema: akeed she can hear us?

me: akeedain ba3ad..ha bushmais shgillt?

abdulatif: inshalla akalimha kilyoum.

me: see i knew i can depend on you both now here's my number AYSHAY tabouna you call me and ay wagt mashee?

Reema: mashkoor wayiid aziz..wala your helping alot..o inshalla if anything happens ill contact you.

abdulatif: mashkoor..inshalla adig 3alaiik..but please can you come more often?

me: la reema no need for than you's and you to la6ouf..ee ana yay rayi7 il bait a5ith shower o ayeekum..ill bring bored games wiyay to keep you company.

finally i saw a SMILE on there faces.