Raseel turned on her side to see Josephene by her bedside putting down a hot cup of milk , Josephene gave her a sympathetic look and said “ You still don’t want me to tell anyone miss Raseel ? “ Raseel just laid there so hurt and weak , she cried…

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1) have you ever got lipstick on your clothe ?

I am sure everyone has gone through that once in his life. Well here is a tip on how to remove it.

* apply vaseline petroleum jelly before washing

2)White deodrant marks “pulling my hairs out “

Walla this ruined my favorite black T-shirt :(

* gently rub Deo Blitz sponge ( they sell it in Boots) they swear by it.

I am going to get me some.

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He wrapped his arm around me and he looked into my eyes and said : I love youI could feel the warmth in his eyes , he trully loves me.. it shows , the way he pays superfluous attention to me. The way he gets nervous when im too close. The way he stare…

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Dedicated to the one and only Dreamer ;*

Previously on Now What?…

She smiled sadly. Ra2id’s father died 3 years ago. He was walking around by the pool. It was emptied so they ran refill it with clean water as the winter finished and summer arrived. As he was walking he was talking on the phone when he suddenly slipped and fell into the pool. He hit his head on the surface and died instantly. He was in his late fourties when he passed away.

“5ala9 5alty, mn bachr w ana bawansich. Bnsawy a whole list of events, shrayich?” she winked to her.

“5ala9 3ayal.”

They said their good nights and they both went up to their rooms to get a good nights rest.

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Ring Ring

Ring Ring

The infamous BB ring rang as she twisted and turned in her bed. She hadn’t gotten any sleep the night before and her head was about to explode. She squeazed her eyes shut and immediately opened them the second later as she rubbed her temples.

“5aiiiiirr!?” she said, all cranky and moody.

“Bal! Shfeech chii mn 9baa7 Alla 5air?”

“Yara, glteeha eb nafschh, mn 9baa7 Alla 5airr!!!!”

“Ufff enzaiiin enzain, it’s five in the morning bs walla ma gdart anaam, so glt anawr shashat your BB eb my screen name :D”

“Yara, 7abeebty, et3arfeen ay sa3a ana naymaa?”

“Uhhhh, should I even care?”

“YES, YOU SHOULD! It’s five in the freakin’ morning and I haven’t slept all night!”

“No, seriously, baal 3alaiich, glna cranky, 3aad chiii?”

“Yara, I swear to god-”

“5alaa9 5alaa9, basakrr :(“

“Ufff, tadreen how guilty you make me feel? Yalla 5al9eeny, gooly, shfeech?”

“Awwww, see, that’s why I love you.”

“Yarooo!”

“Huffff, ok ok. El youm, are you free?”

“La2, ba6la3 weya 5alty o baroo7 bait ubooy, bs I promise you bachr n6la3, shrayich?”

“Perfect! Ee 9a7 el youm jum3a, 7ada ra7 3n bally! Anywhooo, soooooooowwyyyy!”

“3aaddyyy…yalla 3ayal, bye, 5aleenyy anaaam.”

“Hehe, Inshalla Mrs.CrankyPants, good night, I mean good morning.”

“Bye.”

She tossed and turned in bed for another half an hour when she finally gave up. She got up, headed to the bathroom and to wash up. When she finished, she changed into her sky blue Juicy jumpsuit and wore her prayers veil for her morning prayers. After she prayed, she read the mu3awe’thaat and athkaaar el 9aba7. She took her jacket as well as her shaila, incase Faisal was around the house and down the stairs she went.

Half way down the stairs, she sould see the kitchen lights open as well as the streaks of sunlight passing through the curtains in the living room infront of her. She walked to the kitchen and found Suzzy and Marry cooking up some breakfast.

“Good morning.” Hanouf greeted them with a smile.

“Good morning Madam Hanoufa, how are you?” Suzzy asked.

“Madam Hanoufa, we mis you bery mach!” Marry added in.

They started chit chatting while they were making breakfast and Hanouf helped them. She was preparing the table in the dining room when she heard the front door open. She knew who it was, who else other than Faisal?

She placed her shaila lightly on her head and walked towards the main corridor and there he was, trying to balance himself while walking towards the stairs. There he was, typical Faisal. He didn’t change, and she never thought he would.

“Halla halla, halla eb my sister-in-law, 7mdilla 3-3-3l **Inhale** salamaa…”

He struggled keeping his eyes open and he was stuttering, his brain not functioning properly. He was drunk.

“Faisal, int lai7een 3ala hal 7ala?” she looked at him questioningly.

The top two buttons of his thoob were undone, the sleeves of his thoob were raised up to his elbows, his ’3tra on his shoulders and his 3gal looped in his hand. He was unsteady and dizzy.

“Ay 7ala?”

“Faisal, ma t5af rabk ent? Mo 7aram ely ga3d etsaweeh hay?”

“Shoofy, maa-aay 59ichh! Enzaiin!”

“Goom. Bsr3a goom latyeey 5alty wtshoofk.”

“Uff, wnty shfeech ch-chiiii mn el 9b7!?”

She ignored him and helped him up the stairs. She held him by his arm and each time he’d slip, she’d help him back up again. When they finally got to his room she helped him to his bed. She turned around to leave. When she was out of his room and closed the door, she sighed and leaned her back against the door.

“Alla yhadeek ya Faisal, Alla yhadeek…”

Faisal has been like this for the past two years, or atleast that’s how long she knew he was a drinker since he moved in here with Ra2id’s family. He was 21 and what her resources have told her, a huge player. He was the first to be at the hottest hangouts, “it” places and parties. He was well known in his circle and group of friends and people. He was in his third year of college and barely passing his courses. He was what they said “9ayi3, ’9ayi3, ra3y banaat o m’3azaal!”

She went back downstairs and saw that the breakfast was ready. She sat in the living room waiting for her Aunt to wake up, flipping through the boring channels aimlessly. An hour and a half passed when she heard her Aunts footstpes down the stairs behind her.

“9aba7 el 5air Hanoufa, shloonich 7abeebty?”

“Tmaam el 7mdilla 5alty, inti sh5barch?”

“B5air 7abeebty, ha yumma, shm3agdiich mn el 9b77?”

“Walla 5alty, ma gdart anaam.”

“Yalla 7abeebty, m3laiih, ha, trayagty?”

“La 5alty, an6erich.”

They both walked together to the dining room, samo bsmilla, and they started eating their breakfast.

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Walla sorry if it’s boring, bs I’m getting to the good parts. La tz3loon, pleeeeeasee :(
Comment please!

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They placed their pyja’s, and headed off to sleep!“ooo shit!! Look wat time it is!!?.. Jawaaaaaaaaaaaa goomay!! Goomay!!.. the class already started..we slept in!! goomaaaay!”!“Ha!?,..shatabeen abee anam!!!”“noo!!.. look at the time!!?..”…

Hello to my Lovelies into ;*

How are you guys, Inshalla tmaam?! Anywho, I’d like to share my birthday with you guys…but first, thanks to all of you guys, walla a7ibkum so much! You guys made my birthday a whole lot better walla ;)

Anyways, so since I didn’t go and celebrate yesterday, I finally did today and it was last minute 3la 6ool! El muhim, I went out to dinner with my sister and her 4 friends (S if you’re reading this, welcome to my blog and enjoy ;*).

For the first time in the history of…madry shloon akamil :P El mohim, after begging my mom to take her car she finally said yes, and oh dear God it was like a miracle. This is how it went…

Sunset: **Blogging and too mindamjaa in Dreamer’s blog when her sister comes into the room**

W: Sunset, tabeen enroo7 W?

Sunset: Mub tawich mn shway glty ta3bana?

W: Ee elmuhim, ha tabeen?

Sunset: EE! **So happy eshta6at o gamat 3la 6ool :P**

W: Enzain, roo7y gooly 7g Mama etha ngdar na5th sayart’ha **Eyes so wide**

Note: Mama NEVER gave us her car, except when she’s away with Baba, we takes cruises bl lail :P

Sunset: Mn 9jich? She’ll say NO!

W: La, roo7y goleelaha please Mama it’s my Birthday oo chi, 3ashan ams ma 6ala3naach 8-)

Sunset: Haha, enzain…

**She walks out of her room and towards the 9ala 3nd Umha**

Um M7amad: Halla bl Birthday Girl, sh5bariich 7abeebty? **Hugs and kisses Sunset, Sunset hugs her back and kisses her**

Sunset: Yumma, ana still z3lana. Ams ma 6ala3toony wla shay :(

5oosh intro 9a7 ;) Ashkara fi waray shay :P

Um M7amad: Soooorryyyyy.

**Quick small talk goes on when Sunset brings up the subject**

Um M7amad: Enzain 7abeebty, yalla roo7y jhzii 3ashan ma t’ta5erain 3ala e5tchh.

Sunset: Inshalla Mama, bs tara 3ashan ams ma sawaitoly shay, 5aleena na5eth sayartchh! **Puppy dog eyes+Innocent look=MAGIC! (But not quite at first :S)

Um M7amad: Shnoo?! W ana agool sh6ary 3alaihaa bntyy!

Sunset: Yumma! Tara ma y9eer chii! Ams ma sawaitoly shay o ana sakta! **Et7nn**

**W comes into the 9ala acting as if she doesn’t know anything and completely clueless**

W: Shfeekom?

**Um M7amad lai7een mo ra’9ya o Sunset lai7een mash’3ola 3al 7an**

Sunset: Agoolaha naby sayarat’ha, mo ra’9ya!

**W engzat “ya bal fait ma tadry 3ala shno ana ga3da asaweeh”**

W: Ee yumma, 3eedmeladha mskeena!

Um M7amad: Shoofy W, en 9ar shay fl sayara, ma ra7 et7a9leen sayara 3l ta5aruj o bt5atheen hathy o ana ba5th wa7da ydeeda. Fa yawailich en9ar feeha 7ata law a9’3ar sham5a!

**Sunset o W ma em9adgeen. Sunset etboos ras umha o ehya o W mstaaaaaaaanseen :P

So, we get ready and all and finally leave the house. Awal ma rkabna kl wa7da feena tgra el mu3awa’thaat o el a’thkaar o etsamy bismillah :) Malna 5lg shay e9eer fl sayara o W doesn’t get her graduation present :S Bs el7mdilla 3a kl 7aal, everything went smoothly. B3d 5 minutes…

W: 5ala9ty? **Smiling**

Sunset: Ee.

**W picked a playlist o bdaina warming up 7g el raj3a, shway shway. We danced bs fl bdaya 3agleen bs gabl la nd5al el Corniche bshway, hny bdaina enyn ezyada :P**

As we were driving I was busy dancing o singing along to Al Wasmy when…

W: Hathyyyyyyyyy S!!!!!!!!!!!

She hasn’t seen S and the Shila for a week. Garebat mn 3ndaha wla et’harn laha o S mstansa ga3da t’97ak. Kl wa7d bl sayara eb 3aaaaaalm aaaaaaaa5ar. Ana arg9 o a’3any, W etsoog o mndamja trg9 m3aaay, o S o S bl sayara el thanya.

When we got there we arrived gabl S o S 3ashan they went to pick up a friend eb 6reejhum. We waited for them at The Market o they arrived later on. They cathced up o 7ala o chii o ana el7mdilla, a smile plastered on my face :) I was happy, y3ni by far the second best Birthday eb 7ayatii ever!

When we got up to leave we said our goodbyes o chii and…HERE’S THE JUICY PART!!!!…we left The Market and then CHIK BOOM! While we were walking to the doors ashoof wa7d yay mbtsm 7gna!!!!

I was like, ALLAAAAAAAAAAH YOU’RE CUTE bs mn ent?!!!! Haha, elmuhim, I was like akeed y3arf W aw shay haha bs ana I couldn’t help but smile back. YA 3AALAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM, HE WAS HOTTTTTT! O REALLY GOOOOOOOOOD LOOKING! Y3ni come on, wain en7a9l these types hny bl Do7a. Ok, don’t get me wrong, fii bs wain, ma enshoofhum o wla shay! El muhim ya a3ezaa2y, 5alny akamil lukum. Al7een, we passed him o I was like…

Sunset: W! Shfteeh?! Hahaha!

W: Ee hhaha. Ma3raftyy?

Sunset: **Wayeha ma9fooooooooog!** La2!

W: Gorge Clooney, el 9aif ely ra7!

Sunset: **Wayeha lai7een ma9foog** Doesn’t ring a bell!

W: Yal ’3abeeya, hay ely shfnah el 9aif ely ra7 eb London, ely Mama etgool yshbah George Clooney!

Sunset: Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey, hay hu?

W: Ee.

Sunset: El muhim, I don’t remember him, but I do remember inty o Mama talking about a “he looks like George Clooney”.

W gave the ticket to the valet dude and we went inside o sat on the sofa, ely 3nd el bab. He passed us again o ana tanaa7tt feeh :P Bs zain ma shaaf!

Sunset: W, he’s hot!

Ha, taboon description? HAHAHAH! **Devilish eyes!** Afaa 3alaiiikum, ma y7taay asa2lkum a9lan.

E7m, so, let me first.

He was wearing his thoob and ’3traa, o perfect body Mashalla. His smile was dazzling. He had sideburns, bs they’re short, moo el long side burns, o they we black bs white too, which made him look even sexier :D Haha, la wallah, you may think waiii3, bs he’s “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaHHHH!!!” Y3ni 9jj, waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyy ya galbyyy :P El muhim o he was wearing glasses which for a man we nice looking on him. Haha, madryy bs I actually felt ena he’s A GUY LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL! Ok, again, don’t get me wrong. Fii shabaaab good looking o 7ala, bs madryy, a7s hay he’s masculin o chiii, fhamtoo? Anyways, let me continue…ee, as I was saying, o his face was clean bs y3ni ena 6ali3 shway hair bs 6ali3 ta7t his chin en shakl chii, a triangular way bs upside down. Y3ny the two ends up o the pointy edge ta7at :P

Ha, shraaaaaaaykom? :P Haha, madry etha y3jbkum bs walla, he’s hot eb ma3na el kalema, Mashalla.

W: Pleaseee!

Sunset: He is!

W: Is not! Waiii3!

Sunset: Bs ho kbeer wla 9’3eer?

W: La 9’3eer bs y3ni he has white hair, sexy 9a7 **Wink wink** ;)

Sunset: **Nods head** Wayiiiid!

So after he passed, minutes later he passes again 3ad this time yag3id bl chair ely warana, o youm mar ebtsam ;) Haha, anyways, bs moo warana warana, la warana 9oob el desk ely ma76oo6 3alaih “Whatever”, to those of you who have been to W, bet3arfoon wain qa9dy. G3ad o tam ysolif weya wa7id.

Sunset: Allaaaaaaaaaaah W 7adda cuteeeee!

Tamaina ensolif, haha, ma 9arat eyeboon el sayara, el mohim o galatly ena player oo chii, 3ad hnnyy I was like laiiiiiiiishhh?! Ok, bs tara seriously, there’ll always be one thing ma ra7 afhema, laish tl3boon 3al banaat entoo? Laish y3nii? Are we some sort of game bain edainkum?! Y3ni 3ady kalim, bl6agaag, 3ad akthar mn wa7da o la b3d tl3ab 3alaihum, ana hnyy 9ara7atan y3ni sheno hay, WTF! Walla, akraahum ely chii. O la b3d kl ma y5ali9 mn wa7da yroo7 7g wa7da thanya! Sheno hay?! Hfffff, el muhim, ana hnyy shway enfijart LOL bs el muhim 5ala9na o rikbna el sayara, o shenoo 9aar…

WE DANCED, SANG AND WENT CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY!!!!

O el7mdilla, rja3na el bait o kany, aktb this post.

Btw, Laish chii elyoum el ’3baar mo 6abee3y! Asta’3furalla wa atooba elayhh, bs walla 9jj, 7ata el ba7ar ma kan embaynn! O el abraaj bl mooot 7ata enshoofhum. Mn 9arat 2009 wl e’3baar ma ra7, laish? :( Yalla, Alla kareem w Inshalla t5ali9 el ’3bara o troo7.

Thank you for wasting your time and reading this ridiculous post :D O walla thanks a million for all the birthday wishes, a7ibkumm ;***

Good night :)

And before Msa3ad could reach Raseel and take her phone Jood acted fast and grabbed Raseel’s phone quickly “ Oh good ! you found my phone !! “ Raseel quickly looked at her in some kind of relief but msa3ad was not happy with what was happening �…

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This post is dedicated to Um 3abdallah :D and “H”.Sorry I didn’t post yesterday :S________________________________________—– M7ammadSeeing all my cousins, relatives, and friends made me cheer up. I almost forgot about the news that my father dropped…

i wanted to dedicate this post to a few people bas 3ugub ma kitabta iktishaft this post is too low fa mabe i dedicate it 7ag a7ad yimkin most of u will change ur idea of me and i do understand bas this is what happend oo lazin aktiblikum il 8i9a kilhaO…

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Heeennddd!! abii akamel ur blog!! walla its amazing!!!
bs lilasaf u went private, and i have no way of finishing it;/ plz plz etha ma 3alaich amer add me(A) walla ur blog mashalla is amazing! w mashalla 3alaich u knw how to write!!
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I found out gabil cham yom ina i have cancer. So yeah. write whatever you want here, closing my blog 3ogob cham yom.

Previously on Now What?…

Hanouf and Ra2id lived in Ra2id’s parents house. They have their own floor and she was comfortable. They were going to stay there until Ra2id finished, then they’d move to their future house, already in the process.

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Three days later, Hanouf was ready to leave. She packed everything and was checking for last minute things. She was in her room getting ready for her 03:00 p.m. flight back to Doha.

“Everything set?”

Ra2id asked as he leaned on the wall. It hurt watching her go.

“Ee…”

She stood up and took a last look around her room, everything was packed. Ra2id started taking her luggage down to the cab and she looked at hersel fin the mirror. She wore her jeans and her plain white polo. She wore her comfiest ballerina flats and had her black Prada tote. She walked over to the bed and picked up her cardigan and placed it in her bag. Her small suitcase had her Abaya in it, so she could slip it on before landing in Doha, as well as her other essentials in it.

“Kl shay bl cab o jahzz, namshy?”

“Yalla…”

They both walked out of the appartment. Ra2id locked the up after her and down the elevator they went and out of the building. When they got in the taxi Ra2id told the driver to go to Heathrow. The ride to the airport wasn’t that quiet.

When they finally got there, they both got out of the cab as the driver emptied the luggage out of the trunk.

“So, it’s goodbye then…” Ra2id spoke.

“Yeah, it is…”

“Well then, I guess I won’t be seeing you soon huh?”

“I’m not sure…”

She wasn’t sure of when she will be back, but she feared that her family and his might get suspicious.

“Anyways, yalla, 5al awa9lich da5al.”

He turned around to the cab driver.

“I’ll be back in five minutes, yeah?”

“Take yur time son, you’ll miss’er.”

The cab driver winked at him and waited in the car.

They walked into the airport and it was now time for him to leave.

“Yalla 3ayal, bl salama Inshalla…”

“Alla ysalmkk…yalla 3ayal, ana bamshy.”

“Take care.”

“Inshalla, I will. You too.”

“Salmeely 3alaihum.”

“Inshalla yoo9al.”

Two hours into walking around Heathrow shopping for chocolates, chocolates and more chocolates to take back home with her, they annouced boarding. She walked to the gate carrying the many bags, as well as her tote and pulling the small suitcase behind her.

“Excuse me Miss…”

The flight attendant woke up Hanouf as she lightly tapped on her shoulder.

“Excuse me Miss, but we’re starting to land in Doha, so if you could please place yor seat upright and buckle your seat belt.” she smiled politely.

“Yeah sure.”

Before she did, she got up and went to the bathroom. She splashed some water on her face and straightened herself out. When she went back to her seat, she opened the compartment above and opened the suitcase. She carefully pulled her Abaya and shaila out and closed it again. She slipped her Abaya on and finally seconds later she sat back in her seat and put on her seat belt.

When they finally landed safely in Doha and after going through passport control and as she paid the porter money to collect her luggage and going through luggage scanning and airport security for the final time, her younger brother calls her.

“7maaaaaayenn!”

“Haha, Hanoufo, 7mdilla 3l salama!”

“Alla ysalmkk, ha int bara?”

“Ee…”

“Ee ee akoo, I see you. Yalla yaya.”

“Yalla.”

She walked through the sliding doors and saw Abdulrahman getting out of his Cadillac Escalade EXT truck. The porter followed her out and Abdulrahman opened the trunck. As the porter finished placing the suitcases Adbulrahman joined her sister in the car.

“Halla halla! Halla eb e5ty el ’3alyaa! Sh5barchh?”

“Haha, el 7mdilla, b5air. Int shmsawy?”

“Walla, the usual. Ha, wainich ma t’ta9lain wla shay yal ga63a!”

“Na3am, 7abeeby, ana ely at9l feek ya ekoon 3ndkk call waiting aw madry shno. Yal 5araaa6!”

“Haha, enzain 5ala9 asif.”

They catched up and catched the whole way to Al Dafna, where Ra2id’s parents house was. When they got there she called one of the maids to open the door while Abdulrahman unloaded the luggage from the trunk.

“Yalla 3ayal, t9b7een 3ala 5air.”

“Wnta mn ahlaa.”

“5ala9 3ayal, ashoofch bachr Inshalla.”

“Inshalla, yalla, drive safely.”

“Inshalla.”

She walked in the house. The smell of bu5oor hit her head as soon as she first stepped into the house.

“Halla eb bnayty halla! 7mdilla 3al salama yumma.”

She hugged her mother-in-law.

“5altyy I miss you.”

“Ya ba3ad 3umryy inty, w7shteeny!”

“Hehe, inty akthar walla. 5altyy laish ga3da lain el7een, laish ma nmty?”

“Shloon anam o wardat hal bait btnawr 3alaina.”

Her Aunt Aisha loved her and treated her like one of her own children. Ra2id had two brothers, Faisal and Omar. Omar got married a few months ago and was the oldest. Ra2id was the second and Faisal was the youngest. He had no sisters and his mother really wanted a girl, but was happy with what God had blessed her with and didn’t ask for anything more.

“Aww 5alty!”

She hugged her real tight and they went and sat in the living room.

“Suuuuzy. Maaaaarry! Yah, wainhum ‘thool?”

“Yes Mama Aisha?”

“Wado a’3ra9 Madam Hanoufa foog fil ’3urfa.”

“Inshalla mama.”

“Ba3ad 5alty, sh5bariich?”

“Walla ya 7abeebty, shagoolich? Mn ba3ad 3moor ma tzawaj o ra7o eskeno eb baithum o Fai9al kla hayit,ga3da w emjabla el 5adam.”

She smiled sadly. Ra2id’s father died 3 years ago. He was walking around by the pool. It was emptied so they ran refill it with clean water as the winter finished and summer arrived. As he was walking he was talking on the phone when he suddenly slipped and fell into the pool. He hit his head on the surface and died instantly. He was in his late fourties when he passed away.

“5ala9 5alty, mn bachr w ana bawansich. Bnsawy a whole list of events, shrayich?” she winked to her.

“5ala9 3ayal.”

They said their good nights and they both went up to their rooms to get a good nights rest.

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Walla sorry, but I’m in a hurry. Promise you a nicer post later ;*
And please comment, and any suggestion of how to make it better please don’t hesitate to say so.

Previously on Now What?…

She changed into her nighties, yes, it was eigth in the evening. Anyways, she towel dried her hair and sat on the bed. She gently lay herself and touched the cut with the tip of her fingers. She felt the stitches. As she laid on bed with her pillow under her head, she slowly drifted off to sleep…

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Weeks passes by and the two started to progress, little by little. Ra2id was right, counselling wasn’t going to help if they wouldn’t start acting properly and talking to each other, Hanouf realised. They finally stopped going to a few weeks later.

Ra2id was getting busier than ever with the never ending projects he got assigned to do, not to add the fact that he was going to take summer courses in order for him to finish earlier. Hanouf was getting bored day after day, ever since Yara and Mohammed went back to Doha.

“Ra2id…”

Hanouf lowered the volume of the tv and positioned her body facing Ra2id with one of her legs under her behind and the other on the floor.

“Na3am 7abeebty?”

She tried her best to forgive him, but she still couldn’t forgive him fully yet. The scene that she saw infront of her with her own chocolatey eyes was the most painful moment ever, it was so painful to the point that she wished lightening would strike her dead!

“Aby arja3 el Do7a, mallait. Zhagtt! I feel home sick, I don’t like it here anymore.”

She threw herself into his arms and started sobbing like a baby. She missed her home. She missed her family, her friends. She missed everything. He hugged her tight and stroked her hair, calming her down.

It felt good, his hug. She longed for his big, manly arms around her weak, fragile body, supporting her and helping her.

“Walla I don’t like it here anymore, maby! Maby, 5alaa9! I want to go home!” she cried.

“Ok.”

She looked up at him and stared into his hazel, owl like eyes. He wiped the warm tear off her cold, white cheek. He took both her hands in his and held onto them tightly, closed his eyes and then opened them.

“You need to be away from things, it’s getting hard for you and I understand. I don’t want to pressure you. You’ve kept this all bottled up, and I know it’s extremely hard for you. I’m sorry.”

He hugged her tightly one more time and kissed her forehead. He got up, took his jacket and headed out the door. He knew what he said was right but he couldn’t bare the thought of Hanouf going away, for God knows how long.

Her eyes followed him until he was out the door and she could feel the pain ripping through her chest, like it did, last time. She felt scared and alone. She got up from the couch and walked to her room, opened the balcony doors and saw Ra2id leaving the building.

She pulled the charger out of the BB and went back out in the balcony, with it in her hand. She caught one last glimpse of him before turning around the block. She felt like screaming for him and yelling his name out as loud as possible, but she couldn’t. She felt like a huge rock stuck in her throat which stopped her from doing so. It was like a dream, but it wasn’t. It was reality.

She punched in her mother’s number and waited for the dial tone.

“Halla eb 7ayatiii, Hanoufa!” her mother answered after the fourth ring.

“Halla Mama.”

She was going to cry but she didn’t want her mother to hear her crying. She held herself together, inhaled and exhaled, yet her voice was still low and broken like.

“Wii yumma, esmilla 3alaiich 7abeebty! Laish chii 9ootch? Ta3bana? Maree’9a? Shfeech?”

“La yumma el 7mdilla, mafeeny ela el 3afya.” she managed to say normally.

“3ayal shfy 9ootch chii mt’3ayrr?”

“La yumma, bs 3ndy e7t8an o Inshalla a9eer a7san.”

“Inshalla 7abeebty. R7ty el dctor?”

“Ee ee, r7t.”

“3a6aach adweyaa?”

“Ee Mama 3a6anyy.”

“Weeeh, 5ara3teeny 3alaiich ya yumma!”

“Yumma, tara ana mo 9’3eera, shkubry mara mtzawjaa…”

When she said the last two words, she went into another world.

“7abeebty Hanouf? Hanoufaaa?! Yumma 7abeebty, feech shay?”

She snapped back into reality.

“La la, sorry. Enzain yumma, b’3ait agoolich shay.”

“Halla mama, fii shay?

“Barj3 el Do7a greeb, b3d kam mn youm.”

“Bl embaraaak 7abeebty, Ra2id 5ala9!”

“…uhh la yumma, bs hal ayam mash’3ool wya projects o hal ashyaa2, o ma 3nda wagt fa glt arja3 el Do7a…lain ma y5ale9…”

“5ala9 3ayaaal, baklm 5altiich al7een o agoolaha.”

“La yumma, aby ag3ad 3indukum.”

“La ya mama, 3aiib, may9eer chithi.”

“Mamaaa!”

“Laaa2!”

“Inshalla.”

“Yalla 3ayal 7abeebty, nshoofich greeb Inshalla.”

“Inshalla, ma3 el salama.”

“Alla ysalmich 7abeebty, o yalla, salmy 3la Ra2id.”

“…Alla ysalmich.”

Hanouf and Ra2id lived in Ra2id’s parents house. They have their own floor and she was comfortable. They were going to stay there until Ra2id finished, then they’d move to their future house, already in the process.

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Hello my lovelies, this is the first part, I’ll post the second later.
Dedicated to all my gorgeous reader, I love you all and thanks for being patient with me :)

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Hello. How are you guys? Inshalla tmaam?

I missed you all so terribly, but I sure do have some good news…and bad -to me, that is- .

So the good news is that I’m back in Qatar and I’ll be starting with the posts. I haven’t posted in a long time, really long time and now that I’m back, I’ll be posting very often Inshalla.

The bad news is well…tomorrow is my birthday and you know how it feels like when your birthday is near? Anyways, I’m not feeling that. It feels really weird and I don’t like it. Last year, I even remember the countdown that I made to my birthday and I have to admit, it was the best birthday of my life, even though a few things went wrong on our travel -my birthday’s in July and ofcourse it’s summer and we were away in London- ,but that didn’t make my birthday less memorable or whatever. So yeah, I’m not feeling that excited, honestly. Yesterday morning I was Facebooking and tried boosting myself up by writing “Two days XD” on my status, but unfortunately, that didn’t do. Guys, I really want to feel that feeling of ecstaticness and hyperness, but I don’t know what’s wrong! I’m really hating this, as you can see from what I’m writing now, haha. Anyways, in an hour or so I’d be a year older than I am right now. Ok, there’s one thing left, bad too :S While I was away I took my sim card out and placed an etisalat one, since my number is Vodafone and the connection IN Qatar is extremely weak, imagine how it would be in the UAE. Well then, let me tell, IT DIDN’T WORK! And I was so pissed off! ARGHH! Right now I just wish I would’ve stuck to my Qtel number instead, but no, I had to be so kockingly stupid and told daddy dearest out of total randomness that I want a Vodafone number since my bigger bother got one. Let me tell you how it went like…

It was a Friday, and ofcourse every Friday we would have a family gathering at my grandparents house for lunch -not all of us go my family does, I mean my other aunts and so don’t come, but rarely that is. Some of them don’t since one of my aunts is a grandmother now and two fo her daughters are married with children, and the others, well we aren’t on good terms with them, and they don’t come, but that’s something GOOD, hehe- . My grandfather, grandmother, my aunt- who’s the grandmother-, my mom, my two sisters, my brother, my other aunt- Al 7mdilla I have this aunt, she’s so sweet and caring, she’s the best out of all my aunts. I’m not saying this as something personal or anything but it’s the truth-, and my uncle.

Anyways, the men talked about the stocks, how the market is these days, the 3a8araat and the Ashum ely ba3ohum aw estrohum or whatsoever and the women were busy chatting, who recently got engaged, asking about Flana’s wedding the other night and so on. I’m the smallest before my little sister and so I was all alone and listened to what the men were talking about – haha, let me tell you something very funny about myself. I easily get bored and that Friday was really boring, not anything new though, anyways, yeah I was bored and the womens talk was boring the hell out of me, not like I needed that! Anyways, so whenever I’m bored and especially in a situation like this, where I get bored by the women’s talk, I go and sit next to my father and listen to what they’re talking about and stuff, you might think “Wow, shl malgoofa!”, but no LOL actually I engage myself with them, although I’m not sure if that’s possible, it’s just that I’m silent and stuff.

My brother was sitting with his laptop on his lap and on the internet. The day before he purchased a Vodafone number online from his account and at the time they were talking about Vodafone specifically. The men consisted of my dad, my brother, my uncle, and grandfather.

Sunset’s uncle: Mabrook M7amad (my brother) 3al ra8am.

My brother and uncle are extremely close.

M7amad: Alla ybarkk feek!

Uncle: Ma gltlk ya Bo M7amad (my dad -duhh!- haha), thaak el youm el banaat yayeen ygoloon yaboon ar8am mumayaza, gmt d5alt maw83 Qtel o sharaitlehum ar8am, chii ely shway mtkarereen o 7ala, o mstanseen 3alaihum. **Laughing**

Bo M7amad: Ee ee, zain etsawyy.

Ana hnyy I was so bored wla faj2aa gmt o r7t 7g ubooy ya balfait dala3 o I was just playing around knowing that he’d say no.

Sunset: Enzain yubba, shft 5aly shloon, mshtry 7g Dana o ’3alia ar8aam, enzain eshtrly ra8am vodafone!

Note: My father isn’t the kind of person that wastes money on ashyaa2 tafha mthl ar8aam telefonat o 7ala, bs there’s one reason behind this. My brother is a diabetic like me too, o my brother shway careless o he’s into stupid things -3ala goolat my dad- like skootarat o bu6abi6, el muhim o y5af 3ala u5ooy la2na kam mara nzal 3nda el sukar o sawa 7awadith o 7ala :S Bs raby eff’9a el 7mdilla, like what my sister says, Alla kateba la 3umr, since mo bs 7adith wa7id bs unfortunately 7awadiith, o M7amad 9arla fatra y7n 3ala ubooy aby skootar o aby skootar, so ubooy Alla ysalmkum shno gaal, “Ba5ithla ra8am eb madry kam a7sanly mn ma a5thla skootar w kl shway m9eeba wara m9eeba,” 7araam, I actually feel sorry for my dad, bl that ena over protective :S Elmuhim, a7s I bored you guys so much, I’m very sorry o 5alny akamil…ee anyways, my dad wouldn’t waste large amounts on stuff like these.

3ad anaa youm 8lt 7g ubooy iny abyy, I was like ee 9a7 a7a9l ra8am, eff wayhyy! Y3ni I was just playing around o knt daryaa ena law shy9eer, ma ra7 ya5′thoony ra8am! Bs Sub7an mn ’3ayar el a7waal, lol, shnoo kan his answer?

Bo M7amad: 9jj tabeen? 5alaa9 3ayal. **Looking away from me and towards M7amad** M7amad eshtrlaha ra8am 7iloo **Looking back at me** Roo7y 3nda o e5tary ra8am o t3aly goolyly.

He wasn’t joking around ya 3alam, HE WAS FOR REAL :

Ana hnyy, 3yoony 6l3at mn my eye pockets or sockets, ely hu whatever they call them haha! Walla! LOL! Et3arfoon that cartoon, bs mo mtakda which characters bl ‘thab6, elmuhim ely chii 3yoonhum 6la3t, LOL, yup, that was me :D

Sunset: **Em9a6la** Tubba, mn 9jjkk?

Bo M7amad: Ee laish? Ma tabeen?

Hnnyyy gmt angrz mn el far7aa kaaaaaaaaaak, it’s like a miracle walla!

So, r7t 3nd u5ooy o gmna endawr ra8am 7iloo o al 7mdilla 7a9alt ra8aam 5a6eer! O 7ady mstansaa knt! I know what you’r thinking now LOL “Hathy moo chayfa 5air!” bs la walla y3ny having a father like mines, shaaaaaaay raaaaaaaaa’e3! Bs Al 7mdilla, he’s more than I can ask for.

Anyways, mn youm e5tart el ra8am I’m like…

Sunset: **Hindy accent -it was a joke we shared-** Uncle Uncle! I finally got da nambar! (That was a week after I baught it, it finally arrived in the mail.)

Uncle: Ohh noooooh! **Big, funny eyes**

Sunset: Ohh yaaaaaaaaaa!!!!

Hahaha, b3dain he’d keep saying my number in Hindy with the “jeero” instead of “zero” and “shevan” instead of “seven” LOOOOOOL! I love him, 7ada yshawig o ytha7ik!

El muhim, that wasn’t the bad part, actually, here it is now!

So, like I said I changed it and put the chip in my walet. A few days ago I was taking some money out to pay for my food wla it falls out but Al 7mdilla, I saw it and placed it carefully back in, but little did I know that it would fall out again, but this time without me noticing. El muhim, yesterday when I was packing, I was checking my wallet o to my utterly bad luck, MA 7A9ALTAAAAA YA NAAAAASSS! I DIDN’T FIND IT!!!!!!!

E7m **clearing throat** so I walk to my mothers room and tell her and she’s like latgoleen 7g ubooch la2na by3a9ib bs Al 7mdilla, Mama ma 3a9ebat 3alay cuz it happened to her, akthar mn marra. I’m like ok o chii, o I didn’t tell my bigger sister l2ana 5llal this safra I proved to her that I’m great at losing things, not on purpose though, LOL I’d be a maynooona if I did so! Bs since I lost a few of her things before and she says she’ll never let me borrow her stuff but that never happens :P

Anyways, so I tell my brother to go get me a badeel fa8ed, o since el ra8am eb esma -weird, 9a7? I know, I was like abee eb esm Baba. O la b3d, e7m, esmy Ms. M7amad AlFlani :S- o right now I really want my number BACK! Uffff, madry mita ra7 yroo7 eyeeba :S Bs knowing him o his laziness, Allaho a3laam!

Ok 7abaybeee, that’s it for now, o I’ll be writing el post 3ashankum, a7eeebkum ;**********

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Hey whats up ?

well i hope everyone is having a blast in their summer holiday !!!!!!!!!!!!

So as the title states i have a horrible story to tell i hope no one goes through it :(

So here it goes !!!!!!!!!!

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I was walking in the park minding my own business. I was walking to our apartment from my grandmothers apartment to get ready for dinner at a resturant.

When i here someone talking in a loud voice and saying oh my god look how fat she is. I didnt think she was talking about me since i just found out i lost some weight and lost one clothe size. But no to this stupid girl i am fat. The problem is her friend is fatter then me in like 100 KG. I am not joking she is the width of the door !!!!!!!!!!!!! But i must feel sorry for her becasue she was the one that hit her and told her to shut up. Mind you i was in shock all through this scene. Walla i am not fat i may say it alot but i am not.

Now “look how fat she is ” is rewinding in my head :(

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To the other part of the title.

Well i fell in love with the kindness and honesty of one Taxi driver :P

So this the story :

I stopped a taxi to drop me at Harvey Nichols. It was raining at that time and i had an umbrella in my hand. I didnt close it outside the taxi but in the taxi. The Taxi driver told me its bad luck to have it open in the Taxi. I was like yeah but i do not believe in these things. Little did i know that i have been cursed with a days bad luck.

I paid him and entered Harvey. We were going to lunch at Yo Sushi. I was searching for my phone when i rememeber i forgot it on the taxi !!!!!!! I started to believe in bad luck at that moment.

I was so down since this is the second phone i lost in 9 month. My cousin called my phone to see if the taxi will answer since they lost a phone once in a Taxi too. At first try he didnt. So i called someone to stop my phone number. We ate our food when my cousin tries again and the taxi answered the phone. I was jumping from excitement. He told us he will come back to harvey and give us our phone. He will be there in 5 minutes. My cousin and I were running down the escalator to the door to catch up with him. We were waiting outside while it rained. People were looking at us since we were staring at every taxi that passby. We finally found the taxi and he was complaining about how complicated my phone was :). See i have a smart phone and it is touch screen. We paid him for his trouble and went back to my sisters in Yo sushi. I was waving my phone to them and they cheered. LOL people were staring at us like crazy !!!!!

Oh i love London !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
two weeks and i am back in Kuwait :(
dont get me wrong i miss Kuwait !!!!!!!!!!
but London is like my second home !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Enjoy !!!!!!!!!!!!!

until next time
xoxoxoxxoxo

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