Let me in 9

The story is finally going somewhere and im getting excited to write😋 

Thankyou for being patient xx

-Madliar

             

Me: tefathaal

Nawaf popped his head: adsh? 

Me: ee 7ayak

Nawaf: e7ayeech 

He came over and sat on the side of my bed and Nasser came after him with his playstation head gear on his shoulders. 

Me: haw shfekom latkhar3ony 

Nawaf: 3ndena lech khabarain...madry etha ythaygonich aw la2 

Me: ennzaainn 3sa khaiir 

Nasser: khaiir khairr 

Me: yala goulaw watartony! 

Nawaf: okk el awal, mmm entay tadreen ba3ad ana o Noufa ma bga shay 3alaina fa ana wedy abdy a3adl mokana ely bnaskin feh 

Me: elyy taby Nawaf ana 7athir! 

Nawaf: mabe athaygich Dani 

Me: ra7atkom ra7ty! 6al3a mn hal bayt mako Nawaf!!

Nasser was quite it was obvious that they've gone through it already! 

Nawaf: matga9reen *he kissed my forehead* bas ana aham shy 3ndy ra7tich 

Me: Nawaf ana ely abeeh ghurfa o 7amamha and im good! 

Suddenly Nasser spoke up and pinned my heart with what he said

Nasser: ghurfat omy o oboy 3ade? 

I felt something jump inside me, more like a pin going through my tiny heart

I was quite for what seemed like a minute and was back as Nawaf clicked his fingers in front of my face.

Nawaf: Dania 

Me: na3am 

Nasser: tara mo lazm hatha bas kan eqtera7 

Me: abeeha

Nasser: shno tabin? 

Me: ghurfat omy o oboy abeha, rou7aw 7ag mohandes Ahmad esaweelikom taqsemat el sheqaq belly tabona.

Nawaf & Nasser: yzach allah khair

Nawaf: 6oul 3umrich 6ayba 6al3a 3ala omy

I smiled automatically, I felt the warm tears forming but I pushed them back under my eye lids.

Me: shno elkhabar ethany :D (I tried changing the subject because I feel the guilt they're carrying in their hearts)

Nasser: la bas hathayl ohma el two 

Nawaf gave Nasser the confused look and said: yallah t9b7een 3ala 5air

Me: ahaa okay :/... Wnt mn ahla

Nasser went out after him after giving me the daily hug.

Nasser's point of view

6la3t wella Nawaf wagf bwayhy bl 9ala

Nawaf: "hathayl ohma el two" (Nawaf mimicked what I said earlier)

Nasser: taby ent rou7 goul! Yuba ma3arf afta7 hal mawathee3!

Nawaf: sh7aga tsawy rou7ik klsh chan glt mn el bedaya 3ashan 3amty tkalmha! 

Nasser: wana shdaraany betkon esalfa chethy 3abaly nafs ay salfa! Lsaany nreba6 ya rayal, ba3aad ana okhoha weyaha bnafs elbayt o 3amty tkalmha!

Nawaf: wahagtna el7een thalath ayam wana shayel hal mawtho3 foug rassy

Nasser: mathalan ana naseeh ya3ny...

Nawaf: en dagat 3amty el7ana wallah many rad, yalah t9ba7 3ala khair

Nasser: la ana ely barid *they giggled and headed to their rooms* wnt mn ahl el khair

The boys slept after numerous twirls on their beds with a couple of huffs and puffs, on how they would tell their angel of a sister something like this.

Dania's point of view

Almost all 6 of Dania's classes were done teaching the required material for those courses except for one professor who believed in Ethics a lot. Dr Abdulrahman! 

She got up and drove her Range Rover to uni and conference called Sabacha and Daloya

Me: bagoolikom shay!

Sabacha: shno ba3ad! 

Dalya: shfeech! 

Me: ana ray7a dawam 1 class o arja3 elbayt! Hahahayy 7ara!

Dalya: wallah jad? Hathy salfetech 

Sabacha: el7aqara eb damha mako fayda 

Dalya: BYE! 

Me: lala wait!! Wallah fe shay 9ij (started laughing)

Sabacha: khal9ay ya bent! 

Me: abekom tyon tsa3dony I move out

Dalya: NA3AAM! 

Sabacha: 7abeebty mako banat they move out we're in KUWAIT!

Me: ya7ameer! Wai3 zain maknt abe asbkom bas matkhalon elwa7ed yt7acha! 

Dalya: 7agch 3alaina 

Sabacha: ta7achay!

Me: move out mn ghurfety mo mn el bayt

Sabacha: EEE goulay! 

Dania: allah wanasa a7b hal faqrat OK ana basa3dch

Sabacha: 7ata ana bs 3gb 5pm! 

Me: okay na6ratkom! 

I ended the call and breathed out, why I talk to those two feels like I ran a 10k marathon. They make me scream to grab their attention and talk in a very loud voice! BECAUSE they are so LOUD! 

I asked Bshr to get me boxes and huge containers so I can clear out and store what needs to be stored! 

Nasser came in just as the hustle in my room started at 3:30 sharp. 

Nasser: bsmellah elra7man el ra7eem 

Me: goul لا اله الا الله!

Nasser: hhhh لا اله الا الله محمد رسول الله! Shfeech!

Me: ga3da ashel gashy! 

Nasser: tara mo qasda Nawaf ams ena elyoum entay nayma hnak!

Me: adry! Haw bas chethy bashel shway shway 

Nasser: eee zain 

Me: Dalya o Sabacha yayen esa3dony as well

Nasser: ya36ehom el3afya raya o skena 

Me: hahaha 7aram 3alaik!

Nasser: ba3ad hatha ohma en yaw elbayt yhtaz mashallah

Nasser left as I laughed at his comments, when we were younger he used to always make sure that when I go out with them they're quite and not loud at the mall or restaurants. 

Sabacha and Dalya arrived and helped around the room, then we went to my new room. Which I planned not to change one single bit, Sabacha thought I should while Dalya thought I should do what I wish. We changed things around moved the furniture added some of mine with the help of Bishr and the other male helpers around the house. Helen and the other nanny put on new bed sheets and cleaned the room.

This hustle stayed this way for a week, daily the girls would come, we'd either run errands to buy essentials or just buying those organizers that I can't live without...NEAT FREAK. By the 7th day everything was set and ready and my old room was now empty except well the bed was still there and the accessories that can't be moved to my new room. 

I hugged the girls goodbye after the dinner I love to call a feast after all this hard work.