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Well it’s about 1:00 am and since it’s the weekend I’ll assume that a lot of you are pulling all-nighters or will sleep really late :P That’s what thursday nights & friday mornings are for :P

As promised I’m posting a VERY LONG FINALE! I hope you enjoy it and I would like to thank all my followers and readers who have been such a great support! :)

PREVIOUSLY;

“Shit” I whispered “This place is huge where will I find him” I looked around the park.

“It’s okay I’m here” I quickly looked behind me and just smiled, it was Rashid.

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“You found me” I smiled sincerely to Rashid. “I always will” He grinned. “That’s just too cheesy” I laughed “Then this is cheesier” He took out a red rose and handed it to me, exactly like the one he gave me last summer. “Like the old times right?” He winked. And I just laughed and took the rose.

He held my hand “Come” and took me to the closest bench “Let’s sit” He pointed “We need to talk” He smiled softly “Adry” I said quietly and we sat down.

“So where do I start? There are a lot of things I want to tell you” He said looking confused. “You can start where ever you want I’ll be here listening” I smiled to comfort him.

“Okay so uhmm Alya” and he froze for a moment, I knew this was hard topic for him to talk about. He slowly put his hand on his forehead and hmm-ed .

“Rashid” I put my hand on his and looked to his eyes “You can tell me 9adegny I won’t judge you wallah .. I know that this is a hard for you to talk about but when you let it out it won’t haunt you anymore it won’t control your life anymore oo batirta7 at last .. trust me this is a good thing”

“Okay: he smiled and then started to talk. “Alya was my first love”-he took a deep breathe and continued-”I really did love her, everything about her when I saw her I thought that god has sent an angel I felt that she was the one .. y3ni awl macheft’ha I knew, more like believed that she will be the woman I marry”

So .. It hurt to hear that, of course it did but I looked at him patiently and nodded for him to go on.

“She was different than other girls you know she had a personality I thought she was funny and fun .. you know all the qualities I liked” He smiled gently “She was with me in Boston and we use to hang out with each other as friends. But then when I left Boston to go to Cornell University at New York she cried and told me she loved me I was thrilled I loved her as well so she decided to move with me to New York” Then Rashid stopped and looked at me “Are you okay?” He asked.

I smiled, he noticed that I was feeling a bit tense, but I just nodded. “You know this doesn’t really matter if you don’t want to listen to it 3adii” He said softly. I laughed “No I want to know ! I want to know you Rashid, know everything.”

“Enzain if that’s what you wish for” He looked around for a moment then continued “We had a great time I really really thought she was the one. I even proposed to her .. there” And he pointed to a spot between the trees. And it ached my heart, but I just told him to continue.

“I introduced her to my parents my whole family actually they didn’t like her because well her mom is American and my family is so traditional. She was “too open-minded” 3ala golat’hom” He sighed for a moment.

“The same thing happened to Saif you know that’s why he left us and married that girl of his anyways back to me” He continued. “All my family didn’t like Alya, but mostly Abdulaziz doum eygoli enh Alya is not a good girl, and there are a lot of rumours he heard about her ..” He said quietly “Rumours? Methel sho?” I asked curiously.

“Bad stuff he use to tell me she’s aah .. I don’t know how to put it just not a good girl. That she fools around with guys and I shouldn’t trust her” He tried to explain. I just widened my eyes but didn’t say anything.

“I didn’t believe him you know ya3ny gilt yomkin he is trying to lie to me so I leave Alya so my parents mayz3loon 3alay. But Abdulaziz then got his friends to talk to me to tell me that they too heard about Alya but god damn I was too stubborn I was madly in love ya Fai” and he put his hands on his head “Madly in love I couldn’t see the truth” He murmured.

“The truth?” I asked “The truth about her” He said looking heart broken. I just wanted to hug him that moment.

“Abdulaziz wanted to prove that he’s right that I was blinded by Alya ..so .. so .. ” He took a deep breathe “He decided to hook up with Alya to have an affair with her to show me who Alya really is ..bas wallah ya Fai how embarrassing was it for me to come to my own apartment open the door and seem them together Fai together!” He almost screamed.

I gasped, this is truly shocking! “La” He suddenly laughed “Ya3ni laiseer tafkeerich b3eid they were just fooling around ya3ni not the real stuff bas it still hurt” He sighed heavily.

“I was angry I yelled I punched I did everything I thought .. I thought she’d deny it at least but she just smiled and told me that Abdulaziz was better than me .. a better man. How dare she?” He said suddenly shocked.

I put my hand on my mouth. “Fai you know how embarrassing this was for me? 5athat galbi farat’h fl shari3 ow 5alat kil7ad eydoos 3alaih!” He started breathing heavily.

“I’m .. I’m so sorry I” I tried to comfort him but he interrupted me “That’s it right there Fai I don’t want anyone to feel sorry for me anyone especially you especially you” He said while his strong body trembling.

“Makint abach etshofeeny in this way .. to view me as a weak person .. this heart broken wrecked person” He looked deeply into my eyes.

“Rashid” I whispered “What happened is in the past that doesn’t change anything nothing that I think of you it’s okay to be weak sometimes it’s fine you know” I said softly.

He smiled gently “That’s why you see she still has power over me but wallah I don’t love her it’s just I’m attracted to her but Fai” And he held my hand tighter. “Ever since I met you .. the attraction I have for her faded, that day at the concert when I rejected Alya I could have never did that. The old me would have accepted her exactly when she came back begging. But .. but you .. you ya Fai .. made me realize what real love is. And I didn’t want Alya anymore. I don’t even think of her .. I just wanted .. you” He said with honesty and passion sparking in his eyes.

“But .. but that day” I tried to say but was scared to hurt him. “The day at the hotel?” Rashid asked.

“She called me she had news for me Fai. She was my friend and lover for almost 5 years that does not disappear easily you know. We met she apologized to me for everything. She said she was sorry that she used and hurt me. She told me that she wished me the best and she promised to never barge into my life again. It was our goodbye, our final talk to each other. And when I said I love you it was just as friends because you know she changed, she became a better person, and also married some guy. I was happy for her I really was. And I forgave, and forgot because I wasn’t hurt anymore I let her go and she let me go .. it was our peaceful end” He said while smiling softly.

“Fai why are you crying?” He suddenly asked “I’m .. I’m not Rashid” I smiled and wiped my tiny tears “It’s just so cute” I laughed

“What is?” He pouted angrily “How people fall in love, love is truly blind” I smiled cheerifully.

“And how do you know that” He teased “Because I fell in love with you Rashid all over again just today just now” I laughed embarrassingly.

“I fall in love with you every second of every day Fai Al X everyday” He smiled softly. He then slowly leaned to me, his face getting closer and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek.

“Ayh you aren’t supposed to do that!” I squeaked yet blushed. “I’m allowed to do anything I like you are my fiance after all” He winked

“What?” I looked at him shocked.

Rashid wasn’t sitting beside me anymore, he was on his knees just like a movie and took out a ring.

“I talk to your parents ya Fai and they approved and now it’s just you, will you marry me?” He asked.

“I .. I .. ” I was speechless. “I’ll take that as a yes” He laughed and a second passed and there was a ring on my finger and I just stared at him.

“I’m a man of my words, when I said I’ll wait I meant it” He winked, patted my head like a child and said ” When you need me to be officially yours just call me up and I’ll marry you in a day but either way I’ll wait for you, Fai Al X I will wait for you” He smiled softly.

I kept staring at the ring like a child.

Is this a dream?

Oh my god.

But oh, it was real ..

It was real, Rashid proposed to me, he talked to my parents and everything. I couldn’t believe how much more I can fall in love with him. He’s absolutely amazing I swear. Through these past weeks we talked about everything he told me about Abdulaziz, crazy it may seem I guess his plan worked, he did make Rashid realize how he feels about me, haha I feel that I’m a bit arrogant but it’s okay right?

Rashid is mine, and I am his.

- 16 Months later -

“Fai”

I quickly glanced behind me it was Faris.

Almost a year and a half has passed and I decided to go back home, I decided I was ready to marry Rashid. He left New York after a month of being together but we’ve been talking ever since and he visits me frequently.

“Are you ready?” He smiled “Yes Faroos everything is packed” I smiled back.

We headed to the airport and just as I was about to board the airplane I got a message.

“I can’t wait to see you again. I miss your soft whispers, your outrageous yet cute laugh, the way you look at me, how your scent lingers around me and mostly I miss your sparkly green eyes. I can’t wait to see you, and to make you mine.”

I quickly blushed and Faris tried to read the message but I pushed him away. And then I quickly texted Rashid back.

” I love you Rashid. See you in a couple of hours :* “

I guess some love stories have a happy ending right?

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Hope this was long enough for you guys! I love you all :*

P.S Since this is the FINALE silent readers please all comment :p

A Lover in Dubai

“Hello.” He picked up the phone.”I didn’t receive the card.” I immediately showed my displeasure.”You didn’t receive it?” He seemed really busy.”But I sent it.”He was really busy but I didn’t care. “I didn’t receive it. Send it again.”"Okay, I’ll send …

Hey there you sexy’s !!

I have a surprise for you all. Some of you might say “eh” but I know most of you will be like “hell yeah”.

You guys read my last post right? Well I’m not going to continue the next post…. you are !! =D

I want you guys to continue the story for me. Not continue as in a post, no I just simply mean give me a small comments of what you want to happen. It has to be a continuation from the last post. Don’t like start up something random LOL.

So what do you guys think? If you think negativly about this I will go sycho on your butts… hehe.

I won’t include all your ideas, though… I will choose the best one, or two and put them together to make the next post.

So think, and let me know soon. You have until tommorow afternoon, that’s when no more suggestions will be concidered. All end’s at 5:00 pm.

It all starts NOW !

Love you all
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lol i spent half an hour trying to beat this twit! bas i did it eventually

i thought of fooziyya il-drai3 :P

P.S: Ithaa ohwa 7a6likom the answer oo 6ala3 ’3ala6 ba3dain he gives you the box of options oo illy u thought of kan mawjood ba3daain he says it was close anyway.. tara hatha 3indy ma yin7isib WIN inzaain?? :P lazim may3arfah killish biddinya widdeeen

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Previously;

Thats enough and more, its his turn to be embarassed.
GAME ON.
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After my dramatic shriek, i scurried accross the hall as fast as i could not even looking back at room 423. Thari Al **, lazim a3arif qi9itah hatha.. i mean, he’s close with Mi7sin ledarajaah ina he has a room set up for him.

My options are either cousins or friends, winshalah cousins.
Anyways, I got into my room, locked the door then quickly put my bag on the bed. I opened the zipper, took out the first pair of jeans i saw and any shirt that would go along. I really didnt care how i’d look infront of my cousins. But what if he was there? Scratch that. He wouldnt be there with us! I mean, after all, he’s not family!

I left the room, hair frizzy and no make up. Chinny ray7a shalai. I went down stairs and put together a long table that would fit us all, my mom told me to have a table set for twenty. what the hell, twenty wayed!! People came, one by one and filled each seat till there were only 4 seats left. I was seated next to the empty seats from one side, and my mom on the other. So it was just us girls till three min 3yal 5alati il 9bayan came and sat yammi.

Suddenly, the resteraunt was filled with noise, laughter and the clinking of the forks on the plates and sewalif 7areem likbar. I sat there eyeing my not-so-yummy omlette and surveying what i should say in reply to whomever asks me why im eating. I guess Fahood and 3abadi (my guy cousins, 3yal 5alati) noticed my silence and started a conversation.

Fahood: 3itab shloonich sha5barich ? wilahna 3laich!

Fahood was tall and skinny, and found by the girls as extremely hot! I dont see it.

3itab: Hala ahlain, mawjooda wallah bas it3arfoon loyat il 3irs o chithi!

Fahood: ee ee rag3ay, malaitay minnah haa? Afaa 3itab afaaaa..

3itab: Hahah chuuuuuub illy yisma3 igool inta kilish walhaan!

Fahood: ee wala walhan ! :O

3abaadi: Ee shfeech 3atoobah, fahood WALHAAAAN WALHAAAAAN 3laich

3itab: WAIIIIII3 latsameeeeni 3atoobah!!

Fahood: 3atooooooooooobahhhhh

3itab: ba7girkum, haa layan KEEEEEFO?

Layan: Ashoofhum athoch leja2tay 3indii haa? ayaaaaaa kalba! hehhe

3itab: siktaaaaay i missssssssss you yal zagggggggggggga

Mama: 3itabo sh’hal kalam?

3itab: sorry bas..

Mama: Halaaaaaa hala ib um mi7sin halaaa, excuse me please add a table and five chairs! Thankyou!

Heaaring name, i stood up to sallim just like everyone else around me did. UmMi7sen LOVES me, so she sat next to me, o she’s the type of lady that never shuts up so i was like LA 5alti ta3alay gi3day mukani agrablich, tifathilay! UmMi7sin had no girls, just Mi7sen and Razag.. but my mom asked for five more chairs. I quietly sat next to layan and whispered “who else is coming?” chan layan itgoom o tis2al ib9oot 3ali, “Ha 5alti um mi7sin, min b3d biyee?” with the friendliest smile anyone could ever see.. She said “Wala Razagoo wildi, o Khalid o Tharii i3yal i5ti”

Now i get it, everything makes sense now.
I looked around, fixed my hair, fidgeted till Layan said “uffff 3itab shfeeech?”, i told her ina he’s the guy i embarrased myself infront of twice, and she started laughing, o ana m3aaaaa9ba o im trying to stop her.. wela suddenly we hear a cough, and everyone said “w3laaikum il salam”, i turned to my right and saw Razago (he’s 16 and so very cute, mtabtab) and 5alid (hottie!) and Thari (well, hatha 7ala 5a9ah!). Thari was wearing a navy blue qamee9, baij shorts, and an orange hat flipped to the back. His qamee9′s sleeves were machfooseen and his hands were in his pockets. He was tanned, really tanned; and had that special glow to him. He was looking at the floor, mist7eeeeeeeeh wazeenah! Razago galuhom yig3doon o thari sat bil kirsi illy igbali.

Now i really cant eat, espeacially when i steal a glance at him alageeh staring.

So we finished breakfast, said our goodbyes, and everyone left.
I forgot my headband bil hotel, so i went and pressed the elevator’s button and when the elevator doors opened Thari was inside. I smiled at him, we did the left-right-left-right dance, then he sighed and said, ” bathil zaaaain mani 6ali3″ i laughed and he laughed till the elevator door opened. Tawa kan byi6la3, i put my foot o chan yt3archab bas he didnt fall. He looked at me with this confused look on his face, and i said ” hahaaaah sorry ” and he was all laaa 3adi..

I opened my room, got my head band and went to the elevator wela he was waiting for it too. I smiled and waited polietly.

Thari: Soo, shlonich?

3itab: tamaam inta shlonik?

Thari: wala tamam.. intay lail7een bil madrisa?

3itab: ee wallah, a5er sinaa :D

Thari: ahaa mabrook

3itab: winta?

Thari: Ana thany sina jam3aa

3itab: yal shaaaayib!

Thari: laaaaa wallah hahah

3itab: heheh, so y3ni bashooofik ib yam3at 5alti ummi7sin inshalah?

*DING (elevator door opens)

Thari*putting his hands in his pocket*: ee ee inshalah!

3itab: Yalaa bye!

I left the elevator, quick walked to where my family was and told them that were ready to go. We said our last goodbyes and headed outside. Fahood 3abadi and RAZAG:O were smoking, bas Thari was just standing there isolef. They all threw their cigerattes, y3ni respect for us, o said their goodbyes.

So
he embarrases me
he’s hot
and a non smoker.

…help?

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Bemonasabt 7lool yoom il khamees…
O bema inah sayer 3ndena bel deera 7alat 3adam fahm for what love really means…
o kil min 3la rasah ba67a ye7asesha…
Ahdee hal kalemat il raqeeqa 7g butootee, o b3th il nass, o to every one in love or ever been in love or wishing to find true love!
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Hey Everybody ! Hope your all doing well.Unfortunately, Due to the fact that my finals have already started , I am gonna be on a “leave of absence” . I hopefully will be back before you know, and please wish me good luck = D ! Ly all x x.

hope you like it :)

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Ahmed woke up with a big smile on his face. Today is the day he will see Aisha again his Fiancé. He never thought he will see the day that he Ahmed will fall in love. He always teased his sister and her husband when she talked about “LOVE”. He thought he was immune to this love bug but no he Ahmed was susceptible like everyone else.

Ahmed rolled of his bed and headed to the bathroom. He washed his face, shaved, and washed his teeth. He did his business and went to his closet and thought He decided on white pants and a blue polo with a white horse. He had white loafers on. He looked like a model out of the Ralph Lauren advertisement. He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. He headed to the kitchen because it is where normally his mother is found.

Ahmed: 9aba7 al 5hair

Om Ahmed: 9aba7 el Noor “smiling” so today is the big day ” while pinching his cheeks”

Ahmed: mama bas tara I am not a kid to pinch my cheeks and yes “grinning”

Om Ahmed: so where are you going?

Ahmed: I thought we would go to

Om Ahmed: oh she will love that restaurant. Oh my son is growing up!

Ahmed: yeah I guess okay yalla mama I am going to meet Essa to beg him to come with me.

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Essa left the apartment and went to starbucks like everyday to get his daily fix. He was hoping to see Moodi. He doesn’t know why but he really enjoys talking to her and more then that watching her. She amazes him. He remember he didn’t ask Dana how did she know her and most of all who is she? He dialed Dana’s number.

Dana: allo “with a sleepy voice”Essa: wake up yalla its 8 when inshalla are you aiming to wake up

Dana: chub and let me sleep its my holiday

Essa: okay go back to sleep after you answer my question

Dana: okay shoot

Essa: who is the girl who was with you yesterday in starbucks?

Dana: oh Moodi she is Farah’s sister Salem’s wife

Essa: really thank you i was just curious about her

Dana: why the sudden curiousty

Essa: chub I don’t have to explain any thing to you

Dana: touchy!!!!!!! It seems I have hit a nerve interesting

Essa: yalla bye I have work to do. I don’t have time to answer your questions

Essa closed the phone and entered the office. He started on the project he was given to finish this week.

Ahmed entered the office building where Essa works and headed to his office. He asked for directions to Essa’s office. He reached his office and thought he would scare him. He noticed Essa was deeply working so he opened the door silently and tiptoed to the desk until he was block Essa’s light. Essa lifted his head and jumped.

Ahmed: hey Essa what up?

Essa: what the hell you nearly scared me to death haven’t you ever heard about knocking

Ahmed: not really

Essa: so what brings you here

Ahmed: I would like to ask you for a favor

Essa: and what can that be

Ahmed : to come with me to dinner

Essa: walla I thought you were going to ask me for something important. I am up for dinner.

Ahmed: really I have your word

Essa: yes why?

Ahmed: well my Fiancé will be there

Essa: What?

Ahmed: you know Aisha and her friends

Essa: what the hell no I am not going

Ahmed: you gave me your word

Essa: yea but you lied to me

Ahmed: come on please

Essa: okay but you owe me one

Ahmed: thank you walla you are the best !!!!!!!!!!

Essa: yeah yeah yalla leave me I have this big project due in two days

Ahmed: okay how can I say no to you

Essa: chub and leave before I change my mind

Ahmed: you gave me your word so I am not afraid ” while leaving Essa’s Office”

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Moodi just came from a day of shopping with her mom. She was so tired. She didn’t know why her back hurts her. She went to the bathroom and was surprise that her friend visited her. She thought at least that explains the stomach and back pains. She changed in to her PJs and jumped in to bed. She thought she could take nap. Two hours later her phone was ringing.

“”Now put your hands upUp in the club, we just broke upI’m doing my own little thing you Decided to dip but now you wanna tripCuz another brother noticed meI’m up on him, he up on medon’t pay him any attentioncuz i cried my tears, for three good yearsYa can’t be mad at me”

Moodi: what?
Aisha: moodi aren’t you coming today

Mood: my friend visited me and I am so tired sorry

Aisha: take a pill and come

Moodi: Aisha it just I movie yalla bye “closing the phone”

After 30 mins Moodi is disturbed by someone knocking on her door. She ignored them. The door opened and close. Moodi thought good they got the message. She went back to sleep.
Suddenly moodi is woken by her ipod. She turns to turn it off when she is surprised to see Aisha standing infront of her.

Moodi: where did you come from

Aisha: I came throught the door

Moodi: okay go back throught the door and leave me at peace

Aisha: I cant yalla get up promised ” shaking Moodi”

Moodi: I don’t want to

Aisha: don’t you want to meet my future husband

Moodi: yeah whatever lier

Aisha: I am not lying its official I am engaged

Moodi: what the hell when did that happen

Aisha: during the time i was busy with exams and projects

Moodi: you lied to me “shocked”

Aisha: yeah but only for two weeks yalla forgiveme and come with me

Moodi: I don’t know

Aisha: yalla please “whining and making a puppy face”

Moodi: okay I am coming but where are we going?

Aisha: to a restaurant with Ahmed by the way that is his name and his best friend I forgot his
name

Moodi: are you an idiot you don’t know his best friends name

Aisha: yeah so it has only been a two weeks I will memorize his name later

Moodi: typical Aisha okay so what to wear? “walking to the closet”

Until next time
xoxox

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An Hour Later…

Noura: YOU WHAT? I was in a coma and you had just left me!! And once you got to the US you go and find another girl?

Fahad: 7beebty listen to me please.

Noura: NO! I’m leaving !!

Fahad: *runs to the door* L2 please just hear me out!

Noura: Fine, you got 2 minutes.

Fahad: I was so depressed and I just needed someone, anyone to take away my thoughts of you. I thought I would never see you again. I just needed to forget about you cause at that time I knew that we would never be together again. But like Rana said we broke up just a month later. I couldn’t stop thinking about you or talking to you, so she got fed up and we decided to break it off. I’ve never loved or wanted anyone other than you. You have to know my intention was never to hurt you.

Noura: Your minutes are up.

I pushed him aside and left his house. Why do these things always happen to me? Whenever I think everything is perfect something always has to go wrong. Why can’t I for once get a break from drama? I love Fahad and want him so bad, but he was with…..another.

I finaly got back to the hotel where Rima was waiting anxiously to hear the juicy details, as usual.

Rima: Hey…. whoa, what’s wrong?

Noura: …Fahad.

Rima: Are you serious? The guy wouldn’t hurt a fly.

Noura: Yeah? Well he hurt me. Apparently he was dating another women the minute he landed over there.

Rima: Oh c’mon !

Noura: No I’m serious. He said that he needed to forget about me, blah blah blah. He thought that we would never be together again, blah blah blah. And after a month they broke up.

Rima: Aha, and why did they break up Noura? I’m sure he told you.

Noura: *sigh* He couldn’t forget me….

Rima: You see! Please don’t ruin this.

Noura: But it hurts…

Rima: I know it does, but that was the past. This is the present, you and him are finaly together.

Noura: I guess your right.

Rima: Babe, I’m always right.

Noura: So…. what do I do now?

Rima: Well…. *pushing me towars the door* you could start off my apologizing.

Noura: But then I’ll seem like the stupid one.

Rima: Sweetie? Look at your situation, you are the stupid one. Now out !!

I guess Rima did have a point. I mean I was finaly with the Fahad after all those years, I should just forget about it and enjoy where I am now.

I drove to his house in such a hurry that I actualy think I drove not one but two red lights. Talk about true love.

Knock knock !!

Fahad: Noura.. 7beebty I’m glad you came.

Noura: Me too. Invite me in you fool.

Fahad: Uhhhh…

Noura: Oh, Rana…

Fahad: Yeah.. she got my address and just stopped by to talk to me about something.

Noura: Great, so what are we all chit chatting about.

Rana: Actualy, I was just leaving.

Noura: Oh, too bad.

Fahad: Ma3al salamah.

Noura: You know I actualy came over here to tell you that I’m sorry, but from the looks of it…

Fahad: Wallah I don’t know where she got my adress from. But she just dropped by for two minutes.

Noura: Tell you what? That she missed you? That…. she still has feelings for you? No girl in the world, especially an ex would drop by like that.

Fahad: It’s not what you think !

Noura: Oh yeah then what?

Fahad: She came over to invite me to her wedding.

Noura: Oh…

Fahad: Yeah oh !

Noura: I’m sorry…

Fahad: Just know all the facts first before you let out demon side.

Noura: Haha ok.

Fahad: Where’s Rima?

Noura: Hotel..

Fahad: 6yb I feel like I’ve taken you away from her these past couple of days. So why don’t you go hang out with her.

Noura: La it’s ok she understands.

Fahad: Noura she came all the way from London for you.

Noura: Alright alright fine.

Fahad: Drive safe. I love you *kiss*

Noura: Yeah yeah.. love you too.

Back At The Hotel…

Rima: Yasser I’m sorry but I have to.

Noura: Sorry am I –

Rima: SHHH !

Yasser: But what about us? What about everything we’ve been through?

Rima: … My work, my everything is there. I can’t just leave it all behind.

Yasser: Rima I love you, Please …

Rima: Again I’m so sorry but I have to leave. We can do the long distance thing.

Yasser: Really? Just the other day we were critisizing the people who do them.

Rima: Well it’s the only option we got.

Yasser: No it’s not.

Rima: ….

Yasser: Marry me.

Rima: … W-w- what?

Yasser: Be my wife.

Rima: Yasser, my flight back to London is in three days.

Yasser: More than enough time for you to think about it then.

Rima: I don’t know… isn’t it too soon?

Yasser: Look all I’m asking is for you to think about it.

Rima: I gotta go your sister just came back. Bye !

Noura: That was pretty tense.

Rima: He want’s me to marry him.

Noura: 7beebty that’s amazing news. Why are you so down?

Rima: I have a life in London. An amazing job. I can’t just throw all that away.

Noura: There are plenty of great jobs here. I could set you up. Plus the living here is amazing and you love it. I’m here *sigh* … you know?

Rima: Yeah but what if things don’t work out between us? I mean I don’t want to make a huge sacrifice now and then regret it later.

Noura: You won’t. I know my brother, I know he loves you so much. He wants to marry you. I would kill to be you right now…. wait no ewww..

Rima: Haha, I just need to think.

Noura: It’s your choice… but I’ve never seen you happier.

That night Rima and I just stayed in and watched movies, ordering room service. I miss when it was just us. No boys, no drama. Just two silly girls with nothing running through their minds except shoes and movies.

Incoming Call Mama

Noura: Ahleen mama.

Mother: Ahlan 7beebty kfk? keif Rima?

Noura: Wallah klna 6ybeen el 7mdelah. Sorry I havent been to see you in a while.

Mother: La 3adi 7beebty. How are things going between you and Fahad?

Noura: Uhhh, good. Bs mama please I really don’t feel comfortable talking to you about.. us.

Mother: Y7lelik. Ok yallah bs 7abet a6aman 3leekom. Good night.

Noura: Good night.

The Next Morning…

I called Yasser to talk to him about the whole Rima/marriage situation.

Yasser: I don’t know what to do. What if she says no?

Noura: She won’t I have a plan.

Yasser: Please don’t tell me your gonna sit one on one and give her a huge lecture?

Noura: No you ideot. I’ve got something better up my sleevs.

Yasser: Mm hmm?

Noura: I’m going to convince her silently.

Yasser: And how the hell are you going to do that?

Noura: Oh shit she woke up yallah I gotta go.

I’m changing my nickname to Cinderella…!
Heck i might even apply for a change in my real name! What’s wrong with calling ur self cinderella if ur being treated like one?
In short… a girl, married to a relative… is a blushing new bride!
and that blushing new bride has a very big reception, then a smaller [...]

PREVIOUSLY;

“Fai

Don’t ever think I’ll give up on you.
I’m ready to tell you, to tell you everything.
And I’ll wait for you no matter what, because I love you.

Call me +9**************

I’ll be expecting you ;)

Rashid”

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Reading his little note brightened my whole world. Suddenly Alya, Rashid’s crazy family, my fear, and my confusion all disappeared.

I looked at the note for the millionth time while curling up on my bed. “Should I call him?” I whispered to myself I glanced to the watch it was about 2:00 pm “Hmmmmm I should probably call him tomorrow or something to play hard to get” I chuckled to myself.

The next day I woke up extra early weird since it was the weekend. I stared at my phone “Should I call him?” I asked myself the same question over and over again.

At last I decided to send a message. “Oh my god what should I write?” I wondered “Hey? Hello? Halla?” I hmm-ed to myself “Ohh 5ala9! Anything is fine” I gave up and quickly typed a message.

” Hey Rashid .. you were expecting a call but I guess I’m not brave enough so all I could do is text you :p and I forgot to say it was nice seeing you again :)”

I stared at the text “Is this okay? God I should ask lamya” I quickly dialed her number and read her the message and she approved.

“Okay here goes” and I clicked the send button. “All I can do now is wait” I sighed to myself.

And so I waited ..

10 minutes ..

30 minutes ..

1 hour ..

2 hours ..

and you can anticipate what happened.

“Lamya it has been almost 5 hours and he didn’t even reply to my message” I said to lamya nervously on the phone.

“Yaraby your Rashid is obviously not an open book he’s so hard to understand!” Lamya sighed “Lamooy latgoolein chy you are freaking me out!” I scolded her.

“Look obviously he wanted you to call him so maybe a message is not good enough?” Lamya proposed a reason. “Come on he’d never do that! I know Rashid he would’ve called me by now okay” I pouted when my phone started flashing.

+9************* calling

“Oh my god Lamoy bye bye Rashid is calling” I quickly closed the line before she could say anything, took a deep breathe and opened the other line.

Me: Aloo
Rashid: Halla
Me: Why did it take you ages to call .. I quickly gasped it really blurted out of me.
Rashid: hahaha to teach you a lesson
Me: A lesson?
Rashid: Yes now you know how bad it feels when someone is trying to play hard to get hahaha
Me: Huh?
Rashid: You didn’t call me immediately you waited a whole day ana a3arf hl 7arakat awanich mal goom hard to get bas a7eineh et2adabtich when I did the same to you ..
Me: May5e9ah okay!
Rashid: haha la la ey5e9a
Me: Uff
Rashid: 5ala9 5ala9 lat3awrein rasich, the point is I want to meet you
Me: Meet me?
Rashid: Yes today
Me: Umm ..
Rashid: Meet me at Central Park after an hour

Before I could say anything he hung up.

I smiled to myself and quickly got up to dress while watching the clock tick every minute. After I finished dressing up perfectly in 30 minutes, I headed to central park.

“Shit” I whispered “This place is huge where will I find him” I looked around the park.

“It’s okay I’m here” I quickly looked behind me and just smiled, it was Rashid.

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Stay Tuned for the FINALE (Next Post)

A Lover in Dubai

I know beautiful people, I know. 7adi mgasra ma3akum bas I have exams o galbii 3ndikum wala.. Now honestly, I’ve been having second thoughts on whether I continue writing my story or not. I swear mu ga3da atdala3 bas there are some amazing stories here, so people can you do me a favour? Enshallah matridounii.. I really want to know what you think of my story, and whether I should continue writing or not. Your opinion is what matters the most. Silent readers; PLEASE comment * puppy dog eyes*. Remember beautiful ones; you decide. Just put that in mind. ;)


I just want to clear things out for you. I want to declare that my story is a hundred percent true, and is from my personal experience bas akeed I twisted things a bit because I prefer staying anonymous.


And yeah, special thanks to CuteandCuddly! Honestly people, isn’t she adorable? I bet everyone here agrees. Elsara7a you paint a smile on my face whenever I see your comment. Akeed it’s not just me, but everyone. Keep doing what you’re doing sweets. Wala a7ibich. :*


And to all readers, even silent readers; a7ibkum though ana sharhana 3alaikum. :*

One Week Later…

Fahad: Wake up.. Nouni.. wake up.

Noura: Mmmmm.. just a few more minutes.

Fahad: 7beebty you fell asleep on the couch. Yallah I’ll take you back.

Noura: MMMMM !! Aby anam!

Fahad: Ok ok, 3ala ra7tik.

Fahad carried me up and took me into his bedroom. He placed me on the bed and covered me with the new sheets I got him, since I hated the ones he had before. He was such a gentlmen. He took an extra pillow from the bed and slept on the couch outside.

The next morning I woke up to find Fahad making me breakfast. This was the first time a man had ever cooked for me. Usualy I’m the one who’s slaving around all day.

Noura: Fahoodi, you did all this for me?

Fahad: La it’s for this other chick.

Noura: Where is she I’ll kill her !

Fahad: Y7lelik….keif nmty?

Noura: Your bed is amazing. I slept like a baby.

Fahad: So what do you want us to do today?

Noura: Oh I dont know if I can today.

Fahad: What do you have planned?

Noura: Well I have a lunch date with Rima but you can pick me up afterwards.

Fahad: Sounds like a plan.

Fahad and I had our breakfast then went our seperate ways.

Rima and I had our lunch …

Rima: So are things heating up between you and Fahad yet?

Noura: Haha it’s been a week! Plus I’m not going to sleep with him until…

Rima: Until what??

Noura: Never mind.

Rima: Until you get married ! So you are thinking about him ?

Noura: Well ofcourse I am. I lost him all those years, and I wont lose him again.

Rima: 7beebty inti. Allah y5alekm la ba3ath.

Noura: Ameen inshallah.

Fahad: Hello ladies!

Rima: You ass you scared me!

Noura: Haha hala 7beeby, yeah were all done here.

Fahad: Have you guys payed yet?

Rima: Nope.

Fahad: Good, then lunch is on me.

Rima: Peachy!

Noura: Fahoodi wallah mo lazim.

Fahad: 5leki 83da bs.

Just as Fahad and I parted ways with Rima we bumped into a women.

Women: Oh I’m sorry!

Fahad: 3adi wallah.

Women: Wait… Fahad?

Fahad: Rana?

Rana: Yes! Oh my god it’s been like what? Three years? How’ve you been?

Fahad: I’m good, really good and yourself ?

Noura: *cough, cough*

Fahad: Oh I’m sorry Rana this is my girlfriend Noura.

Noura: Hey there…

Rana: Oh… so your Noura?

Noura: Uhhh.. yeah.

Fahad: Noura 7beebty we have to get going.

Rana: Oh I’m sorry I didn’t mean to keep you.

Fahad: La 3adi. Yallah nshoofik.

Noura: Hey who was that?

Fahad: Just a girl who used to be in my class back in the States.

Noura: Oh ok.

Fahad: Where to now my dear?

Noura: Damn it! You know what I forgot my cell phone back at the table. Give me one second.

I ran back over to the cafe where I saw Rana sitting there reading a magazine.

Rana: Noura, Hi.

Noura: Hey. Meeting someone?

Rana: Me? Oh no. Haha just enjoying a quite lunch.

Noura: Yeah…. listen I wanted to ask you something.

Rana: Sure?

Noura: Before when you said “oh so your Noura” what did you mean by that?

Rana: Nothing really. Fahad used to talk about youa lot that’s all.

Noura: He did?

Rana: Yeah haha it was one of the reasons why we broke up.

Noura: Excuse me?

Rana: Oh my god. I’m so sorry, he didn’t mention me did he?

Noura: No…. he didn’t.

Rana: I’m sorry…

Noura: It’s ok. Anyways I gotta go. Again it was really nice meeting you. Take care.

Fahad: What took you so long?

Noura: I ran into a friend.

Fahad: 7elo… do I know her?

Noura: Oh yeah, you could say she’s a mutual friend.

We got back to his house…

An hour later…

Did I ever mention innaANAA7IBKOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM !!!!!!!!!!!!!! ***Kaboot hugs and kisses each and everyone of you***A7IBKOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!WWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIII 7ADIIIII F…

previously:

I turn around and its..

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and its the hottest guy i have ever seen. Seriously. Combination of all types of hot guys. The figure he had was a ten/ten. I could see it right through his crisp white straightly ironed dishdasha. His oval brown eyes glistened, his nose perfectly crooked, his lips dangerously red, his teeth perfectly straight, and his smile? The crooked type, that starts on one end and slowly becomes bigger. I melted, and blushed. So that was embarrasing? He looked twenty, twenty one. and this knot in my stomach suddenly appeared. After a minute or so of staring at his features and posture, i realized he was smiling at me. I put my eyes in his, and he cam forward. I looked confused and a bit frightened, so he put out his manly hands for me to shake. He introduced himself as “Thari Al **” and I polietly shaked his hands and introduced then excused myself. As i passed through the slim short hall that took me to the ballroom i was thinking. About him. Why the hell was he there? Isnt he a guy? Shouldnt he be with the guys?!

Well, i didnt have much time to think of that cause i had to finish some errands. After doing that, i had to dash up to my moms room and report everything i did and saw. By seven thirty, me and my mom went down and decided to go see my aunts and first cousins. I greeted each one polietly, then sat on one of the elegantley designed ballroom chairs waiting for the night to end. I hate kuwaiti weddings. I mean their made for 7ash, stares, and constant whispers and awkward finger pointing and moments. The only part i love is when the guys come in, espeacially when the groom or the bride have a lot of brothers, and they start dancing. THATS SOOOO CUTE!

The night flew by amazingly. Everything was as planned, my sister was stunning! We were up till six in the morning, saying our goodbyes and hugs and tears. Surprisengly, the guy i saw was saying goodbye to Mi7sen, my sister (Sara)’s husband. I guess their close then! Thats cool! AH he’s hot. Anyways, later on i clumbsily took off my make up, loosened my hair, wore my pink pyjama dress and slept. I woke up in the morning, running around the halls in my short sleevless pink EMBARRASING pyjama dress calling everyone to breakfast. Room by room, i knocked and screamed “YALA RYOOG!!” and they would reply with an “okay!” aw “kana were coming!”. I thought the whole hall was reserved for us girls, you know me my mom and my aunts and cousings. I got to room 423, knocked alot then screamed “YALAAAAAAA RYOOOOOOOOOOOG MA9ARAT”. Guess who automatically opens the door? Oh, yeah the hottie. He looked at me, with his hair all messed up and his sleepy eyes and crooked smile. I looked at him once, BLINKED, twice, BLINKED, three times, BLINKED, then let out the loudest shriek and ran to my room. I could hear him laughing his manly laugh.

He thinks he’s so cool haa?
Ana awareeh.
Thats twice.
I’ve embarrased myself twice infront of him.
That’s enough and more, its his turn to be embarassed.
GAME ON.

I’ve been wondering, what the hell is love? Everyone talks about it. Everyone says they have fell into it.They say its “friendship set on fire”. But was it really love? I mean if they end up spending dark sleepless nights under their douvets watching classic romantic movies while devouring ice cream and bawling like babies, is that considered love?

I’ve seen that occur, not to one person but to many. They all end up heartbroken, calling me and pouring their hearts out in between tears and gasps of air. And what do i do? My favorite responses are “hey its okay, he doesnt deserve you!” or “your way better than him, rif3ay rassich o dont you dare shed one more tear for that ass”. I’ve been told that im the perfect mixture of Dr.Phil, Oprah, and a smidge of Rachel Ray; although she annoys the hell out of me, but i guess you can say she has a slight sense of humor? And well the cooking, thats definetly me. Anyways, although i’ve been the pain reliefer and everyone’s personal love assistant, i have never been in love. I’ve never been in love. It sounds funny, i mean i’ve had numerous crushes but i’ve never taken those crushes and i’ve never given them the chance to get close with me. I’ve never given anyone the chance to fall in love with me i guess, i always seem to push them away.

Why do i do that? Well, im scared. Scared of many things: what the people would say, how would i feel, would i end up heartbroken, what would my parents and family think about me.. and well yeah.. My sister, on the other hand, my gorgeous sister has a boyfriend she’d kept a secret for six years till today. He, the infamous boyfriend, came to ask my sisters hand in marriage. And guess what happens next? We agree. And what happens later on? Well, i end up living alone with my precious mama and baba. Sound fun, eh? Haha, think again.

So skip a few months and here we are, shahar tis3a. September 19th; the big day. HER big day. My mom and sister picked the most appropriate dress they found that would look good on my petite tanned body. Im a senior in highschool, so it wasnt so reveiling. But it was hot! Spagetti straps, tight on the breasts and beaded, then its loose and flowy. My dress was short, three inches above my knee, and it was light blue. The professional hair and makeup lady we hired did my hair perfectly. It was slightly curled and pulled to one side, while my bangs settled messily on my forehead. I had those bangs that tilted to the sides, so it honestly looked good! My jewelery was basicly dangiling earings and a beautiful bracelet. My make up was natural, but it made me look better then without it.

I was told that i was pretty, but i wasnt my sister. Im not pretty, im not ugly, not fat nor thin. I was average, plain average. I was focused on the pimple that has decided to invite its self to the wedding and settle on my forehead till i heard a high pitched voice calling my name “3ITAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAB”. I stood up, covered the pimple with my bangs after applying medicine to it, and ran to my mom’s hotel room accross the hall. I was in the “Hair and Makeup Room” also known as the room im supposed to prepare myself in. “Yes mama? 3asa mashar?”. She looked at me from head to toe with an approving smile plastered on her face, “7beeeeeeeebti tabarak il ra7maaaaaaan allah ya7fithich, sim3ay abeech tanzeleen ta7at shway itchaykeen on the dj, the camera lady, the food, wityeeni? Please g3d a7ati.” I hugged my mom, she was so nervous! I nodded and left the room, trying to walk fast but my golden heels weren’t helping.

I put my shal over my shoulders, and tried to lower the dress. I got into the elevator, thanked god it was empty, and pressed the button that took me to the floor of the Qa3ah. I ran- well fast walked/tripped thanks to my heels- till i got there. Before going in, there was this tiny room with a mirror in it. Im guessing for the m7ajibat? So i went in, and looked around. Suddenly, i heard music from the Qa3ah…

“ellyyy ligaah a7baaaaaabah nisa a97aabah, ya dinyaa yaa gharabaaaaah, ya dinyaa yaa gharabaahhhhh”

I sang along to the song while silly dancing as i was looking around the room, checking for the availabilty of trash cans and tissue boxes. Apparently, that was my job. Tissue box and trash can checker, oh the pride! So i took another toour in that tiny room and as i was about to shake my ass, i hear a low manly chuckle..

I turn around.. and its

Hey Everybody ! Pheww ! I’am finally done with my finals and the summer is here ! There will be more posts coming your way during this vacation,and here’s part 10 continued . Waiting for your feedback ! Ly xoxoA video started playing with a woman intro…

ENJOY….;***_____________________________________________6alal…….Rikabt ilsayara oo ri7t marait feras.”haaa…waina rfeejik…?” i looked around.”haha i9bir shwy….shfeek mitwatir….”"madry…madry….”"lat7atee….shwaya in5ar3a ib m7amad 3alab…

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