Beneath Guarded Hearts - 67

Previously...

3bdulla

I honked at Sul6an's car as I neared up, and it went faster. I got a little confused and pushed at the gas, taking the right lane to make sure I had a view of him.

Only, when I started to wave at the driver's seat, it wasn't sul6an who was sitting there.

It was 3alia.

Me: “Oh shit. This can't be good.”

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Asma

What in the world was ALIA doing in Sul6an's car?!!!!!! I didn't' even know what I was screaming at 3bdulla as I dialed Sul6an's number.

Me: "That bitch is in your car, did you know that?! Start speaking now wila wallah el 3a6'eem-"

3bdulla snatched the phone from my hands as he kept pace with her.

Me: "Aaaih!!! Give it back! 3bdulla! GIVE IT BACK!"

He hesitated as he took in a tone I had never used in his presence before. Sul6an knew it very well, since he always pushed me to my limits, but he knew when he really did it if I used this tone, and he'd back off immediately. And, as expected, 3bdulla did the same.

Me: "SUL6AN!"

Sul6an: "Asma. Calm down ! I know 3alia's in my car, and no she didn't steal it. She's just pissed okaay 5alha et6ale3 7reyat-ha and back off inzain?"

What the hell? Et6ale3 7reyat-ha? In his LOVELY panamera? La w ba3ad back off? Who was this person I was talking to?

Me: "Back off?! You never even let me take your car to get something mn el ma7a6a, w 7ag hai el zaga tgooly back off w 5alha et6ale3 7reyat-ha? Laaa? Since WHEN ya sul6an did you even give a shit about her? HAA?!"

            I heard him take in a deep sigh.

Sul6an: "3a6eeni 3bdulla."

Me: "3BDULLA? Laa2 I'm sorry but you're talking to ME. I'm not giving the phone to-"

3bdulla grabbed the phone out of my hands and quickly mumbled a few words  before he closed it.

I stared at him in utter outrage.

Me: "What the hell?"

He groaned.

3bdulla: "I'm guessing you won't shut up until I give you an explanation, right?"

Me: "You damn well guessed it right. Now SPILL, and don't you even think about leaving any details."

He sighed again, this time in annoyance. But I saw him sneak in a smile before he turned to me.

3bdulla: "I thought you'd say something like that."

I eyed him skeptically.

Me: "What are you smiling about? There's nothing amusing about this!"

3bdulla: "There is."

Now he was stretching a wide grin. I suddenly noticed that there was no car in front of us.

Me: "Aaaih! Wain 3alia?!"

He gave me an innocent shrug.

3bdulla: “Shdarany, I lost her because you kept on distracting me.”

Me: “Bullshit 3bdulla! Sho hai el m9a5a walla mb wagteh, that maniac stole his car!”

3bdulla: “She didn’t steal it. My God, lazm tshoofen shaklech.”

            He laughed lightly as he stole a peak at me. I couldn’t even answer him at that point. He was teasing me when I was ranting in full rage. Was I the only one who cared about anything anymore? I punched him on his shoulders and he glared at me.

3bdulla: "I was going to say how adorable you look when you're angry, but never mind."

He faced the empty highway and completely ignored my presence, and he knew I couldn't stand it when he did that. Ugggghhh... I attempted a softer tone when I spoke again. Attempted.

Me: "Ufff I'm sorry inzain, now will you please explain everything to me?"

He looked at me out of the corner of his eye.

3bdulla: "5ala9, 6ala3ty 7reyatch? Are you done PMS'ing about everything?"

I frowned at him and hissed the words out.

Me: "YES. Now stop this nonsense and tell me."

He shook his head.

3bdulla: "I married a mad woman."

He laughed, and even in my anger, I couldn't help but smile at his beautiful voice. I was truly lucky to have someone like him, who loved me even if I went a little crazy sometimes. Other people would usually just stare at me in shock, or give me some other similar reaction.

Me: "And she's the luckiest woman in the world."

I smiled at him, and he finally leaned back in his seat, slowed down even more in his relaxed position and started telling me all about Rashid's story, and how 3wash knew him all along and helped plan his ‘engagement’ to me. Everything. I was in complete shock. I couldn't believe that Rashid knew everything all along, all the things that we 'awanh' planned against him, all the things he had committed to to make sure I was out of Ahmad's reach. I suddenly felt a sisterly love towards him; I couldn't believe he even agreed to all of this. W ana 7a6'raty kaif radait 3alaih? I ranted at him and embarrassed him the whole time. Well, in my defense, he didn't have to take advantage of the situation either. Such a flirt walla :p

Me: "So, what is Sul6an's plan now?"

3bdulla: "Ma3rf. I honestly don't know. Ma ri9’a y5aber ay 7ad."

I frowned in frustration. What was going on with my brother?

3bdulla: "Latfakreen 3anh wayed. He knows what he's doing."

Me: "Does he?"

He paused.

3bdulla: "Sul6an may be reckless sometimes, bas he's not stupid. Especially when it comes to matters like this. And-"

Me: "He's probably done all his homework, I know."

And he was right. I was just overthinking the whole thing, but it eased me a little to know about Rashid's involvement and Ahmad's story with baba. Well, at least OUR side of it, not Ahmad's completely twisted version. Now the whole matter rested in Sul6an’s hands. The thing was, 3bdulla told me that I was safe, that baba had already made certain ‘arrangements’ to make sure this never happened again. So what was left for sul6an to negotiate with 3alia and her father?

To be continued…