Chapter 57

Finished studying for my up coming exams for next week and felt the need to write. LOL I can't stop! Anyways, enjoy and comment telling me what you guys think. xx 

I kept shaking my leg nervously throughout the entire film, I can't take it anymore. I want to see him.

Nouf: "Sara bess relax! Mafeeh ela el 3afya inshala shfeech wayd khayfa?"

Me: "Nouf please abi ashoufa, khan ni6la3."

Nouf frowned and checked her phone. 

Nouf: "7amad egool ina rab3a il7een by6l3oon. So wait shway.."

Me: "7amad knows about me and Wahab?"

Nouf: "Yup."

I lit her arm, "W shdaraaah?!"

Nouf: "Don't look at me, ana tawne adre."

Me: "Adre for sure Wahab magalah."

Nouf: "A9lan it's obvious."

Me: "Laish?"

Nouf: "The way you look at each other is not normal."

Me: "Mmm shgha9dech?"

Nouf: "Madre t9adgeen, bes it's obvious. You both light up when you see each other."

Well, that's 100% true, for sure. 7amad must of suspected it that time when we saw each other at Starbucks.

Me: "Okay please khan rou7, 3ala mano9al ykonoon rab3a already ra7aw."

Nouf: "Huff okaay."

Me: "A9lan el film brou7a khayes:D"

Nouf: "Mhmm, yallah jidami 6el3ayyyy.." she whined. 

We got out and got into Nouf's car. Finally we reached the hospital. 

Me: "Ay 6abiq?"

Nouf: "Elsabi3, room 203." 

We were waiting for the elevator. 

Me: "Nouf I'm nervous."

Nouf: "Why are you even nervous? He's not awake."

I was going to reply but she suddenly got a phone call.

"Halla 7amad." she smiled.

"Ee w9alna bndish el elevator al7een."

"Fee a7ad?"

"Okay, shlouna Wahab?"

"Khala9 mashi, yalla bye."

Me: "Shnu??"

Nouf: "Mangdar in6awel. Make it quick, his parents bl6reej.." 

We got into the crowded elevator and waited. 

A pregnant women got out. 

An old man got in. 

A couple got out.

A nurse got in.

I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!

I huffed and tapped my foot impatiently. Some of the people in the elevator noticed and gave me weird looks. Nouf was trying to calm me down..

The elevator binged, we finally reached the 7th floor. 

We looked through the rooms until we found it, room 203. Nouf knocked the door but no one answered. 

Me: "Waay mu min9ijich!" I said opening the door quickly. 

7amad was sitting on Wahab's right looking at the ground, he shifted his gaze as soon as he saw us. He faked a smile at Nouf and I. 

I felt like I just got punched in the stomach for some reason, the way he looked was too much to bear. Bruises were surrounding his face, arms and chest. Random wires were connected to his neck. Bags were on top of him, connecting wires to his entire body. What happened?

I looked at 7amad trying not to cry, "Sh-sh9ar?"

7amad: "6a7 min l79an.."

7amad explained to me what happened, he was riding too fast and was passing the fence that led you outside the whole land. He lost control and fell hard on the wired fences. Some of the strings were not attached and that caused him to bleed uncontrollably. Bes el7imdila he was wearing a helmet. 

All of this was caused by riding? The thoughts were too much to digest. I stared at Wahab's closed eyes hoping they would open immediately. 

7amad: "Emshay Nouf.." he knew what I was thinking, he directed Nouf outside the room leaving me and Wahab alone. 

I got closer until I was standing by his side. 

Me: "Wahab?" I whispered. 

He's not going to answer.

I held his hand in mine, I could feel the coldness of it, and the bruises surrounding his palms. 

Garait 3laih and that's when the tears came streaming down my cheeks. 

Allah ya7fithik

Suddenly all our memories and times we spent together came popping up. What if he wasn't wearing a helmet? Would he be dead?

El7mdila. 

Nouf barged in, interrupting my thoughts, "Emshay Sara, his parents ta7at.."

I let go of his hand slowly and kissed his forehead before exiting the door. I thanked 7amad and told him to keep me updated. 

Nouf dropped me off and I went up to my room, makan le khilg a7ad!

I waited impatiently for any news about Wahab.. 

My nerves were settled when 7amad dm'ed me..

Wahab's doing fine. He lost a lot of blood and needs donations. Bes elmuhim ina begoom bel salama enshala, lat7ateen :) 

Me: Can I donate?

7amad: What's your blood type?

Me: O+

7amad: Ee, etha tabeen come tomorrow morning.

Me: Mashkoor 7amad wallah maga9art :)

7amad: Masewait shay :)

I took 7amad's words and replaced them with the words I thought about Wahab earlier. He's fine. Mafeeh shay enshala, he'll get donations w ra7 ygoom belsalama. 

I set my alarm clock to 9:45am then drifted off to sleep. 

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I woke up earlier the next day. I set my alarm off and then took a shower, changed into casual clothes and went downstairs. 

M7amad: "3la wain?" 

Mara7 egoul shay etha giltlah el9j 9a7? Yadri ina ana w Wahab are practically best friends. 

Me: "El mistashfa."

M7amad: "Deraitay 3an Wahab?"

I sighed, "Ee.."

M7amad: "Gouleeli etha ga3ed ha?"

Me: "Inshala." I said and got into our car. We finally arrived, the place wasn't as crowded as yesterday. I asked the front desk where I could make donations, they said I had to talk to the nurse that was assigned to the patient. I punched the floor's number in the elevator and waited until I arrived. 

There was a nurse standing in front of Wahab's room. 

Me: "Excuse me, where can I make donations?"

Nurse: "For which patient ma'am?"

Me: "For this room." I pointed at Wahab's room. 

Nurse: "This way please." she directed me to a white room. She told me to fill a paper up. I gave it to her and she nodded indicating that we can continue with the process. 

The nurse got out a shiny new needle, I closed my hands tightly as she injected the sharp needle, it cut through my skin, and I could see the blood oozing into the needle. She placed my blood into a tube and marked it with a name and the room number. 

I wanted to go see Wahab one more time but I was too afraid his parents would be there.. 

I opened up the elevator and found Wahab's dad right in front of my face. 

"Sara entay hney?" he said surprised.

Me: "Hah.. ee.."

"Shyaybich?"

Me: "Yaya atbara3 7ag Wahab."

"Jezach allah khair matga9reen wallah.. shifteeh?"

Me: "La wallah.."

"Ga3id etha tabeen tshoufeena."

Me: "9ij?"

"Ee, ana barou7 atbara3 dami il7een, inshoufich 3la khair." 

He left before I could say something..

Should I go see him? But, what would I say?

I can't wait any longer. I stepped out of the elevator and headed into Wahab's room. He was sitting up watching TV. 

Wahab: "Yuba wayed 6awalt kil hath-"

He stopped talking when he saw me.

Wahab: "Sara?"

I slowly came closer, "Shlounik Wahab?"

He looked shocked yet happy at the same time. His eyes were wide but a grin was placed on his lips. 

Wahab: "Um. Zain, a7san min ams el7imdila." 

I sighed, "Ee ashwa.."

I wanted to say so many things, abi a6ali3 kil eli eb galbi! 

Wahab: "Ta3alay.." he held his hands out, I sat down next to him on the hospital bed. 

He put both of his hands around my shoulders trying to comfort me. 

Wahab: "Shfeech mit9arw3a? Sara tera mafeeni shay. 6ay7a basee6a. Ba6la3 min el mistashfa bacher enshala."

I tried to maintain my tears, "Wahab.."

He simply hugged me tight, I didn't need to say anything. 

I sighed deeply, "ENT MAYNOON? WAAAAAAALLAH MATI6LA3 MIN EL MAZRA3A MARA THANYA. W MATERKAB ELA ETHA LABIS FULL BODY GEAR. WALAH SHWAYA WABOUL 3ALA NAFSE WAHAB! YA3N-" this is literally my way of showing how much I care, by yelling at him.

He laughed, "Khalaaa9 Saraa asawe eli tabeena, bes latz3leen 3lay."

Me: "Keliiish wla az3al 3laik yal ghalliii entaa." I teased. Wahab and I used to laugh at couples that talked like this..

The door opened and Wahab's father entered. I got up and Wahab took his hands right on time, ashwa mashaf shay. 

"Yallah Wahab ana asta2then, enshala tgoom bel salama."

Wahab: "Allah ysalmich."

Me: "M3a elsalama" I said to both of them and left.

I texted M7amad saying Wahab was fine. 

El7imdila t6amant.

Wahab is fine. 

He's perfectly fine.