Sweetz if you mean the content of the letter which is from his wife .. here it is ..
It starts from 5:50
مأساة عمري بدأت حين دخل فاضل * على حياتي كطبيب نسائي
My life tragedy began when Fa’6el came into my life as a gynecologist
وهو صديق زوجي رياض
He’s my husband Reyadh’s friend
كل أصدقاء زوجي هم سبب مأساتي
All my husbands friends where the reason of my tragedy
وانا وحيرتي وضياعي وكتماني
Me, with my confusion, lost, with my concealment
بستثناء منير*
Except Muneer
للأسف انا جميلة احب زوجي وزوجي يعبدني
Unfortunately, I’m beautiful, I love my husband, and my husband worships me
نعم
yes
للأسف
unfortunately
فجمالي خلق مأساتي
My beauty created my tragedy
لكنني كنت اقاوم
But I used to resist
إلا مع فاضل
Except with Fa’6el
ما اكتبه الآن لن يراه أحد
What I write now is something no one will see
لأنني سأنتصر في النهاية
Because in the end I will be victorious
ولكنني أدونه للتاريخ
But im writing this down for history
حين اني اضطررت عند اصابتي في القلب
Because when I was hit in my heart, I had to chose..
ان اختار احدا يقرأه اذا ما وافتني المنيه
I had to chose someone to read this when I pass away
واختياري هو ابنتي "لانا"
And my choice was my daughter “Lana”
التي اعبدها بعد الله
Who I worship, after God
بعدما خسرت اختها
After I lost her sister
فعذرا رياض، لم أخبئ عليك أمرا طوال زواجنا
So excuse me Reyadh, I have never hidden anything from you throughout our marriage
إلا هذا الأمر
Except for this
لأنني كنت أخاف
Because I was afraid
أخاف ماذا اقول وماذا اتصرف
Afraid of what to say, and how to act
هو صديق زوجي
He’s my husbands friend
وهو محتال يلمس ويتحسس بتبرير
Hes a fraud, and touches my feminine parts, with an excuse
نعم
yes
كان يداعب مكاني الحساسة
He used to fiddle with my sensitive parts
وانا لا أجرئ على ممانعته
And I didn’t dare oppose him
كان يتحجج بالفحص
He used to use the excuse of “a checkup”
والطبيب النسائي هو الأقرب إلى المرأة ومكانها الحساسة بعد زوجها
And a gynecologist is the closes thing to a women and her sensitive parts, after her husband
ولم أكن أجرئ على مكاشفة رياض
And I didn’t dare tell Reyadh
فرياض كان دائما يستخف افكاري المتطرفة
Reyadh always used to tease me about my thoughts
وفاضل كان صديقه
And Fadhel was his friend
قلت في نفسي
I told myself
ربما
maybe
ربما انا مخطأة فيما اشعر
Maybe im wrong with what I feel
ولكن لا
But no
ما اشعره حقيقي
What I feel is real
فاضل يريدني
Fadhel wants me
وانا اخجل من نفسي الآن
And im ashamed of myself now
رافقني بمأساة ابنتي الأولى
He was with me through the tragedy of my first daughter
قلت من العيب ان اثير هذا الموضوع
I told myself it wasn’t right to stir up the subject now
وحين حملت مرة اخرى
And when I got pregnant again
كان من المستحيل ان اطلب تغييره
It was impossible to ask that he be changed
فهو الذي تابع لي حملا وميلادا
He was the one who witnessed my first pregnancy and birth
واتعبني بأخلاقه الدنية
And he tired me with his low manners
ارجوك يا ربي
Please God
ساعدني
Help me
بعد ان اضع مولودي الثاني سأضع حدا
After giving birth to my second child ill put a stop to this
ولكن قلبي اصيب
But my heart was struck
خفت ان اموت دون ان يدري احدا
I feared I would die before anyone knew
لا اريد لابنتي ان تقع فريسة امثاله حين تكبر
I didn’t want my daughter to be a prey for people like him
ربما وقعت فريسته
Maybe she was
انا خائفة
Im afraid
اشعر كأنني خنت رياض
I feel like I have cheated on/betrayed Reyadh
سامحني رياض
Forgive me Reaydh
سامحيني ابنتي
Forgive me my daughter
Man sitting down:
I’ve just been telling this woman how a man can marry a women of such beauty (referring to her) and have the heart to divorce her
Woman:
And Ive been telling him that that man has no heart
how are you Mhanna
Mhanna (black jacket):
Good, welcome
Man sitting (brown jacket):
I apologize, I have intruded and the madam has come to see you, but I have heard about her from Wajdi, Camelias friend.
Woman:
By the way, Camelia is an extraordinary lady
Brown jacket man:
She suits Zahi right?
Mhanna:
Please would someone explain to me what’s happening
Woman:
Ill explain, I have come to make you understand,
Mhanna, as you know, my ex husband Fadhel is someone who I know very well (know his true identity),
Now circumstances have led him to be in a relationship with your daughter,
Why? I don’t know
My daughters feelings, and his sons feelings (referring to the son of the man in a brown jacket), is a complicated story, but ill make you understand
SCENE CHANGE
Lana (Girl on bed):
After tomorrow, at 9 oclock at night, the meeting of lovers, Fadhel and I, my enemy and I, me and the reason of my mothers misery,
Maybe I ask him for a ?*sory I don’t know what she says*?
Rabea wont stop it
Other girl:
But rabea doesn’t talk to you
Lana:
Don’t interrupt me when im dreaming
Other girl?
Its called a dream? This is what YOU call it
Its name is a nightmare with a dead end
Lana:
Our whole life is a dream, and it reaches somewhere
Other girl:
But your dream reaches out to the grave Lana!
Lana:
My dream came out from a grave, my mothers grave,
Other girl:
Your eyes are frightening me
Lana:
His eyes are the ones that should be afraid
After tomorrow at 9 oclock at night, youll call his son and wife, and you’ll tell them where to go, and what to see
CHANGE SCENE
Woman:
And this is what I did Mhanna, Rabea is now out of the game
Mhanna (man in black):
So your hand is reaching out (taking part in something), through your husband
Man in brown:
And you have planned out the story with Nayla just like you told us
Woman standing:
Ok then, stop everything at its limit mr. (talking to mhana)
Mhanna (man in black):
I cant, if Lana knew that we found out, I cant know her reaction
Woman standing:
Then you let her do whatever she wants?
Mhanna (man in black):
Ill let her think that sh’es doing wat she want
Man in brown:
How so?
Mhanna (man in black):
I have a plan
FONE RINGS, MHANNA PICKS UP
Mhanna (man in black):
Hello? Nayla!
Yes? How did you get my number. Oh from Najeeb. What? Ok, ok ill deal with it.
DRAMATIC MUSIC
Mhanna (man in black):
The appointment is after tomorrow, 9 oclock at night, at Fadhels apartment
Woman sitting:
He has changed it for sure, its not the same one that was when I was with him
Woman standing:
(talking to mhana) whats your plan?
Mhana:
Madam jamal?..
Woman sitting (Madam jamal):
Yes..?
CHANGE SCENE
Girl on phone (Lana):
And im burning inside more than you, but I have a small request
I command? Hehe, thanx a lot, I wanted to ask, emm, I don’t know how to say this, but, do you have, uh, do you have things for different moods, get them ready my love, because you and I intend to … tonight
Ok.. at 9.. bye my love
*She hangs up*