Amal:
Suddenly, Khalid stopped at Starbucks' drive thru..
Me: Hahahahaha! I don't know what you're up to, but I'll have a cheesecake and a caramel frappe!
Khalid: What's so funny! It's a new place, be grateful I'm taking you here.
We ordered, grabbed our food, and parked at JBR to enjoy it there.
Khalid: lay low, the windows are tinted. Here you can spot the hottest cars in the city.
I concluded that a car to a guy is like a pair of shoes to a girl. They may like a lot of them, but not necessarily own them all.
As Khalid and I ate, a young, pretty woman wearing her shailah right, walked by. She was laughing with her friend, who seemed to have forgotten something, as she went back to wherever they'd been. The pretty woman waited by the passenger seat's door of a bmw. Khalid looked away out of respect.
A guy approached her, walking unsteadily, & his eyes didn't seem to focus on one thing. He started talking to her.
She had a worried look on her face, and held the handle of the car tightly, but he started to get closer.
Me: Khalid..
I said terrified.
.. He's drunk Khalid!
Khalid got out of the car quickly to see what was going on. Khalid pushed the man, losing balance the man fell.
Stranger: You know her?
Khalid: She's.. She's my sister, get away from her!
Families are a sensitive case to guys, but if Khalid had claimed it was his sister, the man wouldn't necessarily back down since she was still available.
Good lie, thought through, but when the voices were raised, it caught attention. I took my heels off to jump to the back seat, I opened the door slowly to whisper to the girl.
Me: Hey, jump in, quick!
Woman: Who are you? Why should I?
Me: Just trust me, you have no choice.
And so, she hopped in, closing the door behind me. Khalid was trying to talk it out, but the drunk man was ready to start a brawl.
Me: I'm Khalid's sister, and if people notice you there words will spread. Lay low.
Khalid held the man down.
Woman: My name is...
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