A short Egyptian story.

09/07/2015

“-انا هانزل.

She rested on his lap and wanted to chase those ghosts from her head. She felt like her heart was melting, and a stone was rolling inside her throat. She wanted to tell him how she doesnt want him to leave and thought of the best words not to harm her pride. And then she couldn’t.
 He knew there was a lot happening in her head and he didn’t know what do except for putting some music on.
 -قلي حاجة حلوة.
 -اسمعي التراك ده.
 She turned her head to the window trying to keep her thoughts from exploding in his face. “It would ruin what happened”. 
Music, and him caressing her hair made her finally fall asleep.
 He was staring at her face when she woke up. She smiled realizing that he didn’t leave. He is real. He is now. She was not dreaming. Closes her eyes again.
 -عايزة تسمعي حاجة حلوة ؟
 Opens her eyes to their end.
 -اها؟
Takes her head between his hands. 
 — انا مش عاوز اروح

Swallowing tears back.

— خليك.”