5

Abdulrahman whispers to his brother: "Her waiting period is over."

Ibrahim, smiling: "Really?"

Abdulrahman: "Yes, it ended two weeks ago."

Ibrahim: "I didn't know her husband had passed away. Does she have any children other than the two she bore?"

Abdulrahman: "No, she doesn't."

Ibrahim: "It's for the best."

Abdulrahman: "Are you considering?"

Ibrahim: "Hahaha, let's say."

Abdulrahman: "And your children?"

Ibrahim: "I'm not taking anyone's opinion into account."

Abdulrahman: "No, brother, don't upset them."

Ibrahim: "My sons, I don't expect them to refuse, but my daughters, they are the ones who definitely won't agree, but I only have what's in my mind."

Abdulrahman: "Think about it, have you decided just like that?"

Musaad: "What are you two whispering about?"

Ibrahim: "Nothing, father, just talking to Abdurrahman about intending to take a fourth wife, God willing."

Rajwa: "Are you out of your mind? You have three wives, each claiming to be the fairest, and you have children. Why take a fourth?"

Ibrahim: "I want her, mother. She should have been mine a long time ago."

Musaad: "Who are you referring to?"

Ibrahim: "Munira."

Musaad: "You still want her?"

Ibrahim: "And tomorrow, I want you to propose to her for me, father."

Rajwa: "And your children, my son, and your wives, they will be upset."

Ibrahim: "My wives won't be upset once they know it's Munira and no one else."

Souad: "And you think she will agree?"

Ibrahim: "If God has written it for us, yes, she will agree."

Assaf: "From your words, uncle, it seems like you've proposed to her before."

Ibrahim: "Yes, I proposed to her 35 years ago, but it wasn't meant to be at that time."

Yazid: "And now, after all these years, you want to take her? Why hasn't she married?"

Ibrahim: "She did marry and became a widow."

Assaf: "And her children, or doesn't she have any?"

Ibrahim: "Her children are grown and can take care of themselves."

Assaf: "I don't think her children would agree to their mother marrying after their father."

Ibrahim: "They will agree... Mom, talk to her mother."

Yazid: "It seems your heart has been with her for years, uncle."

Ibrahim smiled: "No, my heart is with me, don't worry about your uncle."

Rajwa: "First, if your wives agree, propose to her, and if they don't agree, I won't knock on the door or interfere in your marriage."

Ibrahim: "Mother, I'm your son, you're turning me away."

Rajwa: "Yes, I'm turning you away if this is what you're doing. I told you to bring me their consent, and I will stand with you."

Musaad: "Your mother is right, the most important thing is they agree, father. It's not reasonable to upset them after all these years. They have been good to you, bore your children, daughters, filled your house, and now you're neglecting them for another woman."

Ibrahim: "I'm not neglecting them, father, nor am I favoring Munira over them. They are all precious to me, and I haven't done anything for Munira that I haven't done for them. Even her dowry will be the same as theirs, not a single riyal more. I will be fair to all of them, father, I'm not neglecting anyone or their children, who are also my children."

Souad: "And your daughters, Nawal's daughters, will they agree? You know their mother is your third wife, I don't think they will."

Assaf: "Oh, they will turn the house upside down."

Musaad: "They have no right to refuse at all, their father's decision is his own, not theirs."

Abeer: "Even so, father, no girl in the world would be happy about her father marrying another woman."

Assaf: "But uncle has been married and settled for years, it's just about the fourth one."

Abeer: "But it's their last mother, and if Nada and Noha agree... Waad and Suha, impossible."

Rajwa: "If their mothers agree, it's not their business."

Abeer: "Why not, he's their father."

Abdulrahman: "Then what if I get married, what would you do?"

Abeer: "I'd kill you before your wedding night."

Assaf: "Girl."

Abeer: "You want to bring us a woman to live with us and have children with her, no, I won't agree."

Assaf: "And what's it to you?"

Abeer: "He's my father, and I care."

Assaf: "Looks like you're asking to be hit."

Abdulrahman: "What's wrong with you, you've gone too far, let her be, she's my daughter and we'll do as we please."

Assaf: "You like her saying these things, father? It's shameful, you should be embarrassed."

Abeer: "Embarrassed? If my father marries another woman and I stay silent, do you think that's right? Would you agree if he married another woman over your mother?"

Assaf: "If my mother agrees, it's fine."

Abeer: "No, it's not fine."

Musaad: "Don't worry, it's not your father who's getting married, it's your uncle who's lost his mind and is taking a fourth wife."

Ibrahim: "Father, the law allows four, and I haven't exceeded its limits."

…

At the dining table.

Maiar: "You can't imagine how she's stuck to me, she's really complicating my life."

Noha: "You're stressing yourself out over her, just ignore her and don't give her any attention."

Maiar: "I'm telling you, she's merciless, I'm afraid she'll fail me or give me a barely passing grade."

Waad: "If she gives you a barely passing grade, you can retake the course. There's a system at the college that allows you to retake a course if you got a barely passing grade, but it's a hassle until it gets added for you."

Maiar: "And what if she gives me above seventy?"

Waad: "No, this only applies to a barely passing grade."

Joud: "You're out of your mind to retake a course you barely passed in."

Walid: "You really like to struggle."

Maiar: "The most important thing is that I don't see a barely passing grade on my transcript."

Mishal:" You're obsessive."

Walid: "It's normal, there's nothing wrong with it. On the contrary, the most important thing is that you passed the course."

Maiar: "Are you sure about this, Waad? Have you tried it before?"

Yasser: "Hahaha, you don't know Waad, she's more studious than anyone, the female version of Mustafa."

Waad: "Look, I haven't tried it, but one of my colleagues in Islamic studies repeated a course from the first level when she was in her last level and got an excellent grade after retaking it from a barely passing one. But you shouldn't just go and submit a request and sign up with the same professor as if nothing happened."

Rahma: "What's with all this complication in studies?"

Nada: "These are the college's systems, but I've never heard of retaking a course you've passed before."

Noha: "Nor have I ever known about this system."

Khaled: "Me neither, it's the first time I hear about it."

Waad: "Well, this is what I found in the student guidance manual."

Mishal: "And you have time to read the manual seriously?"

Waad: "Yes, of course, I need to know everything before I get into it and take my rights from the college to the fullest. If I have the right to retake a course I failed in, why should I deprive myself and mark my transcript with a lousy grade?"

Walid: "Oh, you consider a barely passing grade a blemish? I see it as an honor with distinction."

Ahmad: "It's just a course, it's not affecting the GPA that much."

Waad: "This is coming from you, a doctor? Shame on you and your doctorate, instead of encouraging them to excel."

Maiar: "I don't know, I also feel it's impossible for them to let me retake a course I've passed."

Waad: "You guys act as if I made this up. If you don't believe me, read the manual, and to be more certain, go ask the vice dean. She'll be more aware of the systems than anyone else."

Nada: "Why not the dean?"

Waad: "You'll find her busy with meetings and such, and if you get a chance to talk to her, don't hesitate to speak up and look her in the eye."

Mishal: "What I really want to know is who you're trying to impress with your studiousness."

Waad: "Do I have to impress someone? If I can, what does it mean? Studies, a degree, a future, ambition, what will your graduation add when it becomes a must to be studious?"

Khaled: "I understand what studying means and all that you said, but I'm not that studious."

Waad: "Look, dear Khaled, you consider yourself studious because you do your research and study a week before exams, but this is what the majority does and it's not considered studiousness."

Maiar: "It seems like you're in a tough situation."

Dana: "Seriously tough, you should see her when she studies. She isolates herself from the world, her phone is off, and she doesn't leave her room at all."

Noha: "It's torture, not studying."

Joud: "True, it's self-torture as if her life depends on this degree."

Suha: "Seriously, Waad, what have you gained from your studiousness?"

Waad: "I satisfied myself so I wouldn't blame it if one day I felt I was lacking."

Maiar: "But you're sitting at home now, meaning you're not working or busy, so you won't blame yourself."

Waad: "You never know, maybe tomorrow I'll get a job that requires a high GPA, or the selection will be based on GPAs, and I'll be rejected because of a lousy GPA. No, my dear, I don't like to feel any shortcomings towards myself."

Noha: "You're complicated, you need psychological treatment."

Mishal: "This is the first time I agree with you, she's complicated."

Waad: "I like everything to be perfect for myself."

Nawal: "Don't jinx my daughter with the evil eye."

Waad: "You got it right, I wonder why dad isn't pleased with my studies, it must be because of their evil eye."

Mona: "What's wrong, son? You haven't spoken since we sat down."

Saud: "I'm a bit upset about work."

Suha: "Thank God... may the meal be blessed."

Ibrahim: "Enjoy your meal."

Yasser: "When is Omar traveling?"

Saud: "His flight is in an hour."

Ahmad: "Are you taking him to the airport?"

Saud: "No, Assaf will take him."

Joud: "Why is Assaf staying up until 12?"

Saud: "Excuse me?"

Joud: "Seriously, I thought he was an old man who sleeps after the evening prayer."

Saud: "An old man, huh?"

Mona: "He's not much older than Saud."

Ibrahim: "Yes, there's a four-year difference between them."

Maiar: "So, mom, you consider Saud old, which means Assaf is too."

Yasser: "He's the youth's elder, may God grant him goodness with Nada."

Waad stood up: "May the meal be blessed."

Ibrahim: "Enjoy your meal... you look tired today."

Waad: "I'm fine, just tired from the institute... I'll go to sleep and rest."

Saud: "Wait, don't sleep, I need to talk to you."

Waad knew what he wanted to talk about; these days he's been paying more attention to her ever since he saw the car, and he's been picking her up from the institute every day: "Can't the matter be postponed? I'm not in the mood."

Saud stood up: "No, it can't be postponed…" He went out and followed her directly.

In Waad's room, he stood by the window and saw the car: "So, Waad, you didn't tell me anything."

Waad: "You're the one who wanted to talk, not me."

Saud turned to her and pointed to the window: "Who is that?"

Waad: "Who do you mean?"

Saud: "You know who I mean. The one standing with you at the institute's door and the one who followed us from the institute to the house. I went to work and came back, and he's still there, and miraculously, he's standing in front of your window, and every time I went to work or came back, I saw him, and he never leave until after 11 o'clock."

Waad: "Are you doubting me, Saud?"

Saud: "I don't doubt you, but this is what's visible. Tell me who he is."

Waad: "And how do I know who he is?"

Saud, yelling: "I saw you talking to him with my own eyes. Do you want me to deny what I saw and believe you?"

Waad, firmly: "I told you I don't know him, and even if I did, I would tell you to your face and it wouldn't matter to me."

Saud grabbed Waad's hand forcefully: "Waad, I swear to God, if you don't tell me who he is, I'll have to deal with you in a different way."

…

Noha: "It's strange, this is the first time Saud has asked to speak with Waad. Usually, they argue in front of everyone."

Maiar: "Maybe it's not an argument. Perhaps he wants to discuss something with her."

Joud: "Maybe he needs her for something about Omar."

Nada: "But Waad has made up her mind, she won't change her decision. She'll do what she's set out to do."

Noha: "True, but maybe he wants to give her advice or something."

Suddenly, they heard them screaming.

Nawal: "What's that? Isn't that Saud's voice?"

Ahmed stood up: "Yes, I'll go check on them."

Ibrahim: "Ahmed."

Ahmed: "Yes."

Ibrahim: "Sit down, you and your brothers. Let them finish their argument."

Khaled: "Father, I'm afraid Saud will lose his temper and hit her."

Ibrahim: "I said sit down."

Mishal: "It's not like you, father, to tolerate fighting."

Ibrahim, smiling: "I'm in a good mood today, I'll let them be."

Joud: "Father, may God protect you always."

Saud rushed down the stairs, intending to leave the house, his anger evident on his face.

Noha: "God help us, a volcano has erupted from our house."

Soha: "I'm going to check on Waad, to make sure he hasn't done anything to her."

All the girls got up to check on their sister. They opened the door and saw her sitting on the bed, holding her hand.

Waad: "What's up?"

They looked at each other, and Joud said: "We came to check on you because of the volcano that erupted."

Waad: "As you can see, I'm fine."

Nada: "What's wrong with Saud? Why is he angry?"

Waad: "Ask him, don't ask me. Now, please leave, I'm not in the mood for this."

They all left and closed the door.

Nada: "Soha, you must know the reason."

Soha: "Why? Did they tell you I was with them when they argued?"

Nada: "No, but what is Waad hiding from us that she's afraid of? Saud must have found out, and that's what made him angry."

Soha, leading them: "I don't know."

…

...Dinner...

They were sitting, drinking coffee.

Saud and Waad were exchanging fiery glances that didn't go unnoticed.

Soha: "Waad, what's wrong with Saud?"

Waad: "Get up, and then call me, and I'll tell you."

Soha: "Okay."

Waad: "Dad, I don't want to go to the institute tomorrow."

Ibrahim: "Why, Senorita Waad?"

Waad: "I have a headache already."

Ibrahim: "Take a Panadol and go to sleep, the headache will go away."

Noha: "I admire your stupidity, sister. At first, I thought I was the only one with a muddled mind, but it turns out you're just as bad. Is that really an excuse to miss tomorrow?"

Maiar: "It seems like she's been studying too hard, she can't even think straight."

Waad, annoyed: As if Noha the lazy one is calling me stupid. She doesn't realize I'm just trying to start a conversation so Soha will get up.

Noha: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Waad: "You've honestly shocked me. My little heart can't take it."

Noha: "It's okay, sister. You have to face the problem."

Waad: "Please teach me how you've coped with your stupidity."

Soha: "Waad, come here, I need you."

Noha: "What's going on between you two?"

Waad: "Nosy. She stood up and followed Soha to the garden."

Joud: "Dad, are you sure Waad and Soha aren't twins?"

Ibrahim: "Don't make me doubt my sanity. What do you think, Nawal?"

Nawal smiled: "They're always together, even though they used to fight as kids. Even Waad used to slap Soha, but God works in mysterious ways."

Yasser: "Remember when Soha cut Waad's hair with scissors while Waad was asleep?"

Everyone laughs.

Ahmed: "Or when Waad gave Soha medicine pretending they were playing, and she almost killed her."

Maiar: "Their life must have been a party."

Nada: "They used to argue 24/7."

Mona: "Like monkeys."

Khaled: "Now it's different, they're always together. Even though Waad is closer in age to Noha, she's closer to Soha."

Noha: "I'm calm, and Waad is hot-headed. If we have to do something together, she gets angry at me, and in the end, she does everything."

Walid: "Good that you admit you're cold."

Nawal: "God help Faisal."

Noha turned her face away, not wanting anyone to mention him.

Maiar: "Who's Faisal?"

Joud: "That's Uncle Saad's son, who's been courting our sister Noha for a long time."

Maiar: "Oh, Noha, you didn't tell me, and I'm your sister."

Noha: "There's nothing to tell, it's all talk."

Yasser: "And their visit to our house, with my grandfather, uncle, and his sons, and the proposal that happened, that's not enough for you?"

Noha: "No, it's not enough for me, I do what I want."

Saud: "You must be crazy. What else would satisfy you? Weren't you the one who refused to go with him?"

Noha: "I don't want to travel with him, I'm free to choose."

Khaled: "Noha, since you've agreed to him, you should consider his feelings in everything. When he said he'd take you, you shouldn't have refused."

Noha: "Khaled, please, I don't want to talk about this anymore."

…

Soha: "What's wrong, Waad? What's the matter?"

Waad: "Saud found out about the jerk standing outside."

Soha, shocked: "Oh no, how did he find out?"

Waad: "That jerk stopped to talk to me in the street. Everyone had left the institute except for me, standing there alone. Can you imagine, he just stood there talking to me."

Soha, eyes wide open: "And you talked to him?"

Waad: "He threatened me, said if I didn't respond he would get out of the car, and I was scared. The street was almost empty, he could have dragged me into his car and no one would have known."

Soha: "Then why didn't you make up any excuse to Saud? Why didn't you lie?"

Waad: "How can I lie when that donkey followed us home and Saud saw him? Saud didn't go to work, he came back and the guy was still standing there, he hadn't moved."

Soha: "Oh God, what are we going to do now?"

Waad, sitting down: "I'm at my wit's end, Soha. I can't take the constant arguing with Saud, the daily fights. I'm tired of this life, what should I do?"

Soha: "Tell my father."

Waad: "Are you crazy? You want me to dig my own grave? I can't handle Saud, let alone my father."

Soha: "Think about it logically, this is the only solution you have. If you talk to one of my brothers, they won't be able to handle Saud. First, they'll blame you for not speaking up sooner and might side with Saud. Second, you can't predict their reaction, neither Ahmad nor Yasser, and even Khalid. As for Mishal and Walid, they're no good in a situation like this."

Waad: "As if I can predict my father's reaction."

Soha: "Dad has been calm since Miar came back. Call him, tell him everything, show him all the calls and messages. Dad is the only one who can handle Saud and all my brothers."

Waad: "And if he turns against me, Soha, what then? My father might kill me without a second thought."

Soha: "I don't think Dad would do that... Okay, give me another solution then."

Waad: "That's why I told you, so you can think for me. My head is spinning. I couldn't sleep because of the headache, I took four Panadol pills and it didn't help."

Soha: "What madness, Waad, four pills? Are you out of your mind?"

Waad: "The headache is killing me. Forget about that, find me a solution for the disaster that's about to fall on my head."

Soha: "Okay, what did Saud say to you?"

Waad: "He said if this situation continues, he'll take action. And you saw how he was looking at me the whole time we were sitting."

Soha: "You have no choice but to do what I told you. Dad is the solution you have, that's the suitable solution I see."

Fares, shouting: "Waad, Soha, come to dinner."

Saud, standing behind Fares: "Why are you shouting from here?"

Fares: "So I don't hear anything and Waad doesn't kill me."

Saud: "No one can do anything to you."

Soha and Waad, about to enter: "Come on in. And you, Fares, come eat."

Waad, annoyed with him: "Yes, what else do you want?"

Saud: "Why did you get up from our sitting and go outside? Did you see someone?"

Waad, angrily: "No, your brain must be damaged."

Saud: "Only someone who sees your ugly deeds would understand this."

Soha: "I'm going inside."

Saud, grabbing her: "Tell me what you were talking about."

Waad: "Saud, it's none of your business, understand? It's none of your business."

Saud: "I have a right to know, whether you like it or not. Waad, don't make me break your head. Tell me, who is still standing outside that you went out to see?"

Waad: "I'm not telling you, let your suspicions kill you."

Soha, pulling her hand from Saud and running inside, with Saud following her: "Soha…"

Soha: "Yes?"

Saud: "Now you're going to tell me what you two are hiding."

Ahmad, standing up: "What's wrong with you two today?"

Saud: "Ahmad, let me deal with these two my way."

Khalid: "Saud, calm down. Dad is about to come from his office."

Saud: "Let him come and see what his protected daughter is doing."

Waad: "I won't let you talk about me that way, Saud. What I do is none of your business."

Saud: "I swear I'll talk to Dad, he'll expel you from the institute and keep you at home. Let your psyche be destroyed, not just tired. And you'll marry Omar whether you like it or not."

Waad: "Let him expel me, I'd rather that. As for marrying Omar, dream on, Saud."

Saud: "Yeah, you want someone weak, not worth a dime, so you can push him around. Say right, and he'll say yes, at your command."

Waad: "I don't want someone like you who buries me alive."

Saud: "Of course, you don't want someone like me to discipline you again."

Waad: "Saud, I have my privacy, and I don't allow you or anyone else to interrogate me and interfere in my affairs as long as I haven't allowed you to."

Saud: "Of course, you want free rein so you can mess around."

Ibrahim, standing and listening to their conversation: "Are you done or not yet?"

His mere presence makes them line up and end their discussion.

Ibrahim: "Since when do you raise your voices in my presence?"

Saud: "Sorry, Dad, but your spoiled daughter and her actions make one lose their temper."

Ibrahim: "What did you do, Waad?"

Saud: "Don't ask her, Dad, ask this lady who's with her all the time."

Ibrahim: "What have you two done?"

Waad: "Why are you asking what we've done? Why not him, who's making up stories?"

Saud: "There's no smoke without fire, Waad."

Waad: "You're the one who started the fire and is blowing smoke."

Khalid: "Saud, maybe you're misunderstanding. Who told you?"

Saud, looking at Waad fiercely: "Saw them with my eyes, it's not someone else's words."

Ibrahim: "What did you see?"

Saud: "Are you going to tell, Waad, or should I?"

Waad: "I have nothing to say."

Saud: "Okay... then you, Soha, you must know. Speak up."

Soha, standing behind Khalid: "I don't know anything."

Khalid: "Saud, calm down, don't interpret things on your own. Listen to them first."

Saud: "Okay, I'll be patient, but if even 1% of my suspicions are confirmed, Waad, I swear I'll take action, and then no one has the right to blame me." Saud leaves the house angrily."

Khalid: "Waad, tell us what's making Saud so angry."

Waad: "I wish I were dead…" She leaves them and goes out.

Ibrahim, looking at Soha, who is seeking protection behind Khalid, knowing that with a few words he could make her spill everything: Soha.

Soha: "Dad, I'm not involved, don't ask me anything. This is between Waad and Saud, I'm not involved."

Ibrahim: "But you know the reason for their fight."

Soha: "I'm not involved, Dad, I'm not involved."

…

Walid: "I want to know what Waad did to make Saud argue with her."

Mishal: "If someone heard you, they'd think it's the first time they've fought. It's not new for them."

Walid: "But I've never seen Saud this angry, and it's the first time he's threatened Waad in front of our father. Sure, he's threatened her in front of us before, but not when our father was there."

Yasser: "And why are you all so concerned about this matter?"

Walid: "I just want to know what Waad did."

Khaled: "This is none of your business, understand?"

Mishal: "We're not kids for you to silence us, Khaled."

Khaled: "I don't want to silence you, but the matter is in our father's hands. There's no need for you to get involved and make things more complicated."

Mayar speaking to Nada: "Now, Saud and Waad always argue."

Nada: "They always, always argue."

Joud: "The argument like the one you saw earlier hasn't happened before, but they always bicker verbally, and sometimes the discussion gets heated."

Mayar: "Okay, but why those two specifically?"

Joud: "Because they're both stubborn. Saud has taken after our father, and Waad is untamed and doesn't easily submit, to the point that she's even troubling our father. There isn't a week that goes by without him scolding her."

Mayar: "Why is our father so angry?"

Nada: "He's not really angry, just a bit strict, and he likes to run the house on a single system, which Waad doesn't want. She objects to everything, which is why you'll find her arguing with our father or Saud, and sometimes Yasser."

Mayar: "Then why does she bring trouble upon herself? She should just comply with them."

Nuh: "Waad complying with them? You still don't know her."

Mayar: "Seems like she's hot-tempered, right?"

Nada: "She's got our father's sharpness, which is why she and Saud never get along."

Mayar: "And what about you?"

Nada: "As for me, I don't argue back with our father or Saud. I might discuss things with Khaled, Yasser, or Ahmed, but not with our father or Saud. As for the ones with sharp tongues, Joud and Suha, they do speak up, but not as much as Waad. And Dana and Nuh don't get involved, although it looks like Nuh might start to."

Joud: "Nada, I'm not one to speak out of turn. It's wrong to say such things about someone older."

...

A new day and a new rebellion begins.

Sitting at the breakfast table.

Khaled speaking to Waad: "Here's the SIM card you asked for."

Waad: "Thank you."

Walid: "Why, what happened to your SIM card?"

Waad: "It's not working, it's broken."

Mishal: "It just broke all of a sudden?"

Waad: "Is this an interrogation or what?"

Mishal: "No, but it's strange for a SIM card to just stop working on its own."

Waad: "I'm not obligated to explain to you how it broke."

Nawal: "Waad, enough, what's gotten into you today? You've been angry since the morning."

Waad: "They keep provoking me, and I'm not supposed to get angry?"

Saud: "Today, I'll come to pick you up from the institute at exactly 11. I'll be at the door, don't be late."

Waad: "We'll see."

Saud checking his phone: "Give me your new number."

Waad: "I'll call you, and you can save it."

Saud: "If I'm late, don't pass by the institute's door."

Waad: "Okay, just don't be too late because they've kicked me out before, saying they're not responsible for any delays."

Saud: "Okay."

Mishal: "I can pick her up, I'm free."

Saud with a meaningful look to Waad: "No, I'll pick her up." Standing up: "I'm leaving, do you need anything?"

Ibrahim: "You're fine, thank you."

Saud: "God keep you safe, goodbye…" He puts on his military cap, greets his father, mother, aunts, and leaves the house.

Mayar speaking to Suha: "He has such a presence. How can Waad argue with him?"

Suha: "Waad doesn't care, the most important thing for her is to do what she wants."

Nada: "You mean she enjoys breaking the rules."

Suha: "Nada, don't talk about things you don't understand."

Nada: "Suha, show me some respect, I'm older than you."

Suha: "Of course."

Nuha: "Good morning."

Ibrahim: "It's about time, Nuh, go back to bed."

Nuha sits down dejectedly: "What can I do, I don't feel like going to college today."

Yasser: "How is the college still putting up with you? If I were the principal, I would have filed a complaint with the Ministry of Education a long time ago."

Nuha: "Why, what do you see in me?"

Yasser: "Oh, even Nuha has a sharp tongue today."

Nuha: "Why, is anyone else talking back today?"

Yasser: "Keep your tongue in your mouth and answer me properly, or I'll cut it off."

Nuh: "I don't have the energy to bother responding to you."

Mayar: "I'm late."

Nuha: "It's still early, it's only 7:30, stop exaggerating."

Mayar: "You don't know who I have to deal with."

Nuha: "Who?"

Mayar: "That wretched Azza, she comes in before time, takes attendance, and if you're not there, it's marked as an absence, even if you arrive exactly on time."

Suha: "You all don't have a case, you've taken it too far. If you had taught her a leason, she wouldn't have treated you this way."

Mayar: "Yeah, those who haven't studied with her would say that."

Ahmed stands up: "Okay, you and Dana, let's go."

They stand up with him: "Goodbye."

: "Goodbye."

…

…The institute…

: "Your father, who you're so proud of, is a thief who stole my father's money to feed you with ill-gotten gains. Surely that's normal for you since he raised you on it."

Waad: "You can eat straw, you and your father... How dare you speak about my dad with words that only suit you and your kind."

: "You don't believe it? Go ask your father about Amer Salameh the... or don't you have the strength to uncover his dark past?"

Waad: "May God blacken your face, you ugly thing. I swear, if you talk about my dad like that again, I'll kill you."

The Principal: "What is this... You two... Have you no shame? You're acting like children, not adults. Go to my office now... (turns to the students) And you all, get back to your places."

In the Principal's office.

: "I know you won't believe that your father embezzled my father's money, but just ask him about my father and see what he tells you."

Waad: "Without even mentioning you, I know my dad would never do such things. Don't project your own misdeeds onto us."

The Principal: "Even here you're fighting... This time I'll write you both up. Next time, you'll pay a fine of 500 Riyals, your parents will be informed, and you'll write a pledge and be suspended for three days."

Waad: "Remember, I'm here on my own money, keep that in mind."

The Principal: "Have you no shame? Take your money and leave, I don't want to have someone like you here."

Waad: "Honestly, I've been wishing for this since I enrolled. Is this what you call an institute? You see how terrible your teaching methods are, the level of your teachers, and your psychological attitudes."

The Principal: "Get out."

Waad:" Give me my money first."

The Principal: "You're not entitled to a refund after a week of classes."

Waad: "I haven't attended for a week yet, I want my money now, or I'll call the police."

The Teacher: "Give her the money, let her go, it's clear she's a troublemaker."