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Previously:
I headed to my dad's office and decided that I'd start clearing out his desk first. I took a seat on his swivel chair and started rummaging through all his papers that made no sense to me at all. As I was placing a pile of papers into a box, a paper fell to the ground. I picked the paper up and gasped. I did not expect to find something like this here or anywhere else actually.
It was....
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Chapter 6:
It was a paper about mama's death. I looked around at the paper, and instead of finding the hospital's name, I found the police station's name! Why would a police station's name be on mama's death report?
Suddenly, Dalia entered the room, causing me to drop the papers.
Dalia: Shfeech Meena? I came to help you pack baba's office.
Dalia bent down to pick the papers up, and then she took one look at the paper, and I saw her eyes widen.
Dalia: *whispering* Meena ta3alay! Comee bsr3a!
I ran over to Dalia...
Dalia: Meena look, read this box, read what they wrote!
I read what Dalia was pointing at...
Meena: "Sarah Alflani: murdered in her hotel room October 19th, 2009.Murderer: Unidentified.."
I couldn't read more than that, the paper was getting blurry, and my eyes started to tear. Dalia sat on the floor and I slid down against the wall and sat right next to her, too shocked to say anything.
Dalia: No this has to be some sort of joke right? Maybe Talal or Faisal are pulling a prank on us.
Meena: Dalia, our brothers wouldn't prank us 3ala mama's death! You know that!
Dalia: 3ayal shnsawy al7een? I'm sure there is something wrong with this information! I'm going to baba now!
Meena: Laa laa Dalia! Listen, we'll have to find out this stuff on our own. May9eer we tell baba now okay? Min9ijiy, latgooleen 7ag a7aad, I'll only tell Abdulla, maybe he can help.
Dalia: HUH? What do you mean Meena, that we aren't going to tell Baba about this? Tra haay mb a joke, w if it is, it isn't even funny, w it's a dirty one *tears streaming down her face.* She left us, and it was so hard, then we are moving, and now this?
I leaned over to Dalia to give her a hug, to comfort her, and make her see that she isn't suffering alone. Dalia was the youngest, therefore it effected her so much. She was only around 10 years old when our mother died, and now for a 14 year old, she's a lot more mature than people her age.
Meena: It's okay Dalia, we'll find a solution okay? How about you try to pack baba's office, and I'll go make a copy of this file and bring it back as quickly as I can okay?
Dalia nodded her head. I grabbed my phone from baba's desk, and called Abdulla.
3bdulla: Halla halla bil 7ub!
Meena: Halla Abdullaa!
3bdulla: Sha5barich?
Meena: Umm...okay w ent?
3bdulla: Okay? Laish bas okay, sh9aar al7een?
Meena: Wla shaay 3bdulla, bas may9eer agoolik 3ala eltelefone ya3ni...
3bdulla: Okay 3ayal we'll meet up?
Meena: Ee okay, like in an hour okay?
3bdulla: Sure, fee Starbucks ileee mni 9a7?
Meena: Mhhmm
With that we hung up. After I was done from copying the entire file, I went back down to Dalia to give it back to her.
Meena: Dalia I finished, bas I'll go get ready, cause I'm going to meet Abdulla okay?
Dalia: Ee okay, see you!
Meena: If you need anything, call aw bbm me, kay? Byee!
I hugged her one last time before I made my way to my room to get dressed. I didn't dress up all fancy. I was only meeting Abdulla in Starbucks after all. I threw on some black leggings and a flowy red top, put my hair up in a bun, put my wallet into my purse and I was off to Starbucks.
An Hour Later:
I sat in starbucks, waiting for Abdulla with my favorite drink, Chocolate Cream, and with his favorite drink, White Chocolate Mocha.
I saw Abdulla coming my way and he was smiling so wide, with his eyes lighting up in a way that everyone says only happens around me.
Abdulla: Halla Meena!
Meena: Heeey!
Abdulla: *Does a small, quiet laugh at my 6oma6a face* Sha5barich al7een? A7san?
Meena: Umm...ya3ni, el7mdilla 3ala kl7al.
Abdulla: So, what was it you wanted to talk about?
Meena: I found a paper that has to do with mama's death.
Abdulla: And?
Meena: It's not a medical report, it's a police report and it says mama was murdered.
Abdulla: Uhh...does it say who the murderer is?
Meena: Laa, it's unidentified but I copied the whole file.
Abdulla: Did you look through all the papers?
Meena: Nope. I can show them to you later on.
Abdulla: Okay. Did you confront your dad about this?
Meena: Not yet. I came and told you as soon as Dalia and I found it. I copied the entire file.
Abdulla: Inzain how about you ask him about it? Or tell Faisal or Talal about it?
Meena: I don't know. How would I tell my father?
Abdulla: That I do not know.
Meena: Gee thanks.
Abdulla: Maybe you should just hint that you know something. Be like 'Baba what happened when mama died? Are you sure it was cancer that killed her?' or something like that.
Meena: Out of the blue?
Abdulla: It wouldn't be out of the blue because you always suspected her death.
Meena: True. I'll talk to him today when we sit in the 9ala for tea.
Abdulla: Okay. Tabeen shay? Lazim aroo7 bait yadity.
Meena: Laa. Mashkoor.
Abdulla: El 3foo 7beebty. Ma saweena shay.
He stood up and hugged me.
Abdulla: Bye. I love you.
Meena: See you. Love you too.
We each parted ways and entered our cars.
I sat in my car, trying to decide what I should do about this situation, its one of those situations where you feel so lost.
I snapped out of my thoughts when my phone started ringing, and I looked at my blackberry's screen, to check the caller ID. It was baba.
I knew that if I wanted to know more about mama's death, I'd have to confront him. Sooner or later, I'd have to talk about it.
Meena: Hi baba
Baba: Halla Meena, sha5barich?
Meena: El7mdilla okay baba
Baba: Wainich Meena?
Meena: I'm at Starbucks right now.
Baba: Okay. Kmltay?
Meena: Ee
Baba: Okay, 3ayal yalla rday el bait.
Meena: Inshallah.
Baba: Yalla achoofch 3gb shway.
Here it goes..
Meena: Baba, I need to talk to you about something.
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Previously:
I headed to my dad's office and decided that I'd start clearing out his desk first. I took a seat on his swivel chair and started rummaging through all his papers that made no sense to me at all. As I was placing a pile of papers into a box, a paper fell to the ground. I picked the paper up and gasped. I did not expect to find something like this here or anywhere else actually.
It was....
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Chapter 6:
It was a paper about mama's death. I looked around at the paper, and instead of finding the hospital's name, I found the police station's name! Why would a police station's name be on mama's death report?
Suddenly, Dalia entered the room, causing me to drop the papers.
Dalia: Shfeech Meena? I came to help you pack baba's office.
Dalia bent down to pick the papers up, and then she took one look at the paper, and I saw her eyes widen.
Dalia: *whispering* Meena ta3alay! Comee bsr3a!
I ran over to Dalia...
Dalia: Meena look, read this box, read what they wrote!
I read what Dalia was pointing at...
Meena: "Sarah Alflani: murdered in her hotel room October 19th, 2009.Murderer: Unidentified.."
I couldn't read more than that, the paper was getting blurry, and my eyes started to tear. Dalia sat on the floor and I slid down against the wall and sat right next to her, too shocked to say anything.
Dalia: No this has to be some sort of joke right? Maybe Talal or Faisal are pulling a prank on us.
Meena: Dalia, our brothers wouldn't prank us 3ala mama's death! You know that!
Dalia: 3ayal shnsawy al7een? I'm sure there is something wrong with this information! I'm going to baba now!
Meena: Laa laa Dalia! Listen, we'll have to find out this stuff on our own. May9eer we tell baba now okay? Min9ijiy, latgooleen 7ag a7aad, I'll only tell Abdulla, maybe he can help.
Dalia: HUH? What do you mean Meena, that we aren't going to tell Baba about this? Tra haay mb a joke, w if it is, it isn't even funny, w it's a dirty one *tears streaming down her face.* She left us, and it was so hard, then we are moving, and now this?
I leaned over to Dalia to give her a hug, to comfort her, and make her see that she isn't suffering alone. Dalia was the youngest, therefore it effected her so much. She was only around 10 years old when our mother died, and now for a 14 year old, she's a lot more mature than people her age.
Meena: It's okay Dalia, we'll find a solution okay? How about you try to pack baba's office, and I'll go make a copy of this file and bring it back as quickly as I can okay?
Dalia nodded her head. I grabbed my phone from baba's desk, and called Abdulla.
3bdulla: Halla halla bil 7ub!
Meena: Halla Abdullaa!
3bdulla: Sha5barich?
Meena: Umm...okay w ent?
3bdulla: Okay? Laish bas okay, sh9aar al7een?
Meena: Wla shaay 3bdulla, bas may9eer agoolik 3ala eltelefone ya3ni...
3bdulla: Okay 3ayal we'll meet up?
Meena: Ee okay, like in an hour okay?
3bdulla: Sure, fee Starbucks ileee mni 9a7?
Meena: Mhhmm
With that we hung up. After I was done from copying the entire file, I went back down to Dalia to give it back to her.
Meena: Dalia I finished, bas I'll go get ready, cause I'm going to meet Abdulla okay?
Dalia: Ee okay, see you!
Meena: If you need anything, call aw bbm me, kay? Byee!
I hugged her one last time before I made my way to my room to get dressed. I didn't dress up all fancy. I was only meeting Abdulla in Starbucks after all. I threw on some black leggings and a flowy red top, put my hair up in a bun, put my wallet into my purse and I was off to Starbucks.
An Hour Later:
I sat in starbucks, waiting for Abdulla with my favorite drink, Chocolate Cream, and with his favorite drink, White Chocolate Mocha.
I saw Abdulla coming my way and he was smiling so wide, with his eyes lighting up in a way that everyone says only happens around me.
Abdulla: Halla Meena!
Meena: Heeey!
Abdulla: *Does a small, quiet laugh at my 6oma6a face* Sha5barich al7een? A7san?
Meena: Umm...ya3ni, el7mdilla 3ala kl7al.
Abdulla: So, what was it you wanted to talk about?
Meena: I found a paper that has to do with mama's death.
Abdulla: And?
Meena: It's not a medical report, it's a police report and it says mama was murdered.
Abdulla: Uhh...does it say who the murderer is?
Meena: Laa, it's unidentified but I copied the whole file.
Abdulla: Did you look through all the papers?
Meena: Nope. I can show them to you later on.
Abdulla: Okay. Did you confront your dad about this?
Meena: Not yet. I came and told you as soon as Dalia and I found it. I copied the entire file.
Abdulla: Inzain how about you ask him about it? Or tell Faisal or Talal about it?
Meena: I don't know. How would I tell my father?
Abdulla: That I do not know.
Meena: Gee thanks.
Abdulla: Maybe you should just hint that you know something. Be like 'Baba what happened when mama died? Are you sure it was cancer that killed her?' or something like that.
Meena: Out of the blue?
Abdulla: It wouldn't be out of the blue because you always suspected her death.
Meena: True. I'll talk to him today when we sit in the 9ala for tea.
Abdulla: Okay. Tabeen shay? Lazim aroo7 bait yadity.
Meena: Laa. Mashkoor.
Abdulla: El 3foo 7beebty. Ma saweena shay.
He stood up and hugged me.
Abdulla: Bye. I love you.
Meena: See you. Love you too.
We each parted ways and entered our cars.
I sat in my car, trying to decide what I should do about this situation, its one of those situations where you feel so lost.
I snapped out of my thoughts when my phone started ringing, and I looked at my blackberry's screen, to check the caller ID. It was baba.
I knew that if I wanted to know more about mama's death, I'd have to confront him. Sooner or later, I'd have to talk about it.
Meena: Hi baba
Baba: Halla Meena, sha5barich?
Meena: El7mdilla okay baba
Baba: Wainich Meena?
Meena: I'm at Starbucks right now.
Baba: Okay. Kmltay?
Meena: Ee
Baba: Okay, 3ayal yalla rday el bait.
Meena: Inshallah.
Baba: Yalla achoofch 3gb shway.
Here it goes..
Meena: Baba, I need to talk to you about something.
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