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Dedicated to the Anonymous who commented three times on the last post ;p :*_________________________ I woke up the next day, I turned around and Fahad was nowhere to be seen, I got up got into the bathroom, got dressed, applied some make up on…
إنما أَهلك مَن كان قَبلكم، إذا سَرقَ فيهم الشّريف تركوه، واذا سَرقَ فيهم الضّعيف أقاموا عليه الحَد
صدق رسول الله
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Happy thanksgiving ;*___________________ I got into the suite, Fahad was not there yet, I was exhausted so I changed into my mini shorts and a matching tank top. I was checking my bbm, when I saw a bc from Fahad, Fahad rarely send…
Nouf almost shrieked with delight when her husband announced that they’d better go home rest before their flight. Of course his mother protested and made unecessary comments but he didn’t relent and she almost ran to his car with relief. He must had&nb…
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Sorry guys, i was so busy with midterms last week ma gdart aktblkm post, i will try my best to post another one this week ;*thanks for readingEnjoy ;**_________________________________ And just like that he walked away and out of t…
The desperation in his husky voice made her turn around and stand right in front of him. She tried to see his face through the darkness yet failed. He extended his hand to her and pulled her on his lap. She searched his eyes for reassurance. When she f…
This post is extremly short!
Dedicated to Fjb el7elwa! ;* sorry 3el ta25er!
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Faris return to his place while thinking of his love, shams! He’s trying to find a great idea to propose to her in a way no one ever thought of before! But how was the question!
Shams’s point of view
It’s been a week since I talked to faris! Madri eshsalfita he’s not calling or texting me w a7is fashla itha I called or texted him alot, chini moshayfa 5air w 5ayfa la yen7ash mini! :p
Aaaah elyoum inshalah bekoun wanasa, I’m going out with the girls, lulu w badora! It’s funny shlon they always want to hangout when I have work or 5afara what we call it!
Lulu: HEY BAAABEE
Ana: RABAAAAAH athooni ra7et!! Luluuuuuu chem Mara lazim agolich lat9er5een!!
Lulu: lemohim are you ready?!
Ana: eeh eeh thay3ay elsalfa! Yes I’m ready ! Ela Mita ra7 teyeni intay w badora?
Lulu: Ana al7en fel6erej bamer badora w yayenik elmostashfa!
Ana: okay 3ayal I’m waiting!
Half an hour later…..
Lulu w badora e8ta7mew my office while I was checkingup on an old lady!
Old lady: besmillah! (7e6et Edha 3ala galbha)
Lulu & badora: sorry sorry ( and they left the room)
After I was done with the patient I went out to the girls
Ana: intaw eshfekom fee a7ed edish ’3orfa chithee!? 7emdaw rabkom mawigaf galb elmara!
Lulu: sorry makint adri fee a7ed 3indich!
Badora: te5ayela law yogef galbha chan esh9ar!?
Ana: chan ensijantaw!
Lulu: Allah laygola! Inzain yalla nabi endish ur cute disgusting office!
Ana: mashallah cute w disgusting in one sentence,, madrii shlon! Yalla yalla 7ayakom! (we entered my office w I told lulu to lock it,, tadron to make sure no one enters we7na emba96en 3el arth nakel min ashaz!)
Badora: (talking with her mouth full) et9adgoon menziman makalait chithe!
Lulu: wai3 wai3 elbaryani kela 6a7 men 7aljich! Ge6e3a te2refen eley jedamich!
Ana: hahahaha bel3afya (talking to badora) a7ibich yeltrofa (talking to lulu)
3eedkom Mbaraak !
I took so long to post this but I have another one coming in a few days :D
Dhary picked me up and drove us back to the apartment. He looked really tired and exhausted.
As soon as we entered the apartment Dhary walked to his room and said.
Dhary: ana banam
Me: bs it’s too early
Dhary: ta3ban o daye5 3al a5er
Me: oh ok t9ba7 3ala 5air
I waited for a reply but all I heard was a door slam, I stood there for a second and right there I knew that he’s not ok.
I changed into my PJ’s and sat on my bed thinking and I couldn’t sleep so I thought of going to his room to check on him again.
Me: Dhary * knock knock*
He didn’t reply so I went in. He was in deep sleep, I walked over to his bed and saw that he’s wearing that same shirt he wore today and his shorts! The only thing he took off was his socks and shoes.
I was nervous I had no idea what to do. He’s sleeping. Should I call a doctor?
I placed my hands on his forehead and sensed that his skin was burnin’ so I shook him to wake up…
Me: Dhary goum enta maree’9 lazm enazl 7arartik
Dhary: mmm please 5aleeny anam ana ta3ban
Me: la mu zain goum sit up please and let me help you take off your shirt
Like a kid I made him raise both his arms so I can pull off his shirt. I threw his shirt in the laundry basket and told him to wait in bed while I get him medicine.
Oh! And if you guys are wondering btw he’s wearing underwear *wink wink * he’s not shirtless =D
I walked out and went straight to the kitchen got a big bowl and filled it with water and ice cubes, then I got two hand towels.
All I’m doing is what I learned from my mom over the years. When I get a fever, she would place wet cold towels on my skin to bring my temperature down.
I placed them in a tray and walked to Dhary’s room, then placed the tray on the bedside table.
He looked really tired. It got me worried.
I quickly walked out and got some Advil from the bathroom cupboard and a bottle of water.
When I entered the room again I saw that he’d fallen asleep but still in his sitting position the way I left him.
I placed them on the table and sat by his side looking at him, he looked so weak. As I daydreamed he opened his eyes and placed his hands on mine which brought me back to reality.
Me: sorry (my cheeks turned red)
Dhary: my insane nurse is sexy
Me: 7atan when you’re sick you flirt? And I’m not insane
Dhary: mafeeny shay
Me: enta mu 9a7y, yala lie down kamadat
He lied down straight on his bed and I started soaking the small towel in the cold water and placed each on his forehead in turns.
He started shaking his head not liking what I was doing.
Dhary: lazm ya3ny? (he shook he head trying to move the towels)
Me: la Dhary pleaase don’t move the towel. 7arartk wayd metraf3a
Dhary: mafeni shay saroona (he whispered in a sleepy voice) bs khaleni anam shway
Me: I can’t leave you like this.
The towel that was in his forehead was now warm. I took it and soaked it back into the cold water and used the other one.
Me: enzain here you go, I brought you some Advil.
He slowly sat up.
I gave him the pills and then the water to help him swallow them.
Dhary: thank you saroona. La t7ateen I’m fine
Me: akhaleek etnaam, enta kalayt shay?
Dhary: la mu msht’hy 7beebty
Did he just call me 7abeebty? Waay eyanin, even when he’s sick, he’s cute.
I’m not really leaving him. I’m gonna stay up all night if that’s what it takes. He tried shutting his eyes and just before he shut them completely he said…
Me: enta nam malik shghl feeni
Next thing I know I had my own arm on Dhary’s far waist and my head resting on his bump of a tummy and my feet were still on the floor.
That was how that day ended
When I woke up that morning I found myself on his bed and he was on my left already wide-awake staring at me. When I realized that it was me he’s staring at I covered my face with the covers and turned the other way giving him my back.
I started thinking ambaih when did I sleep in his bed? How did I get under the covers?
Dhary: Haaah! Sh-hal ‘3ash ana na6rech tgomin akher shay ten5ashain?
Me: eeh! I have a quick question
Me: how did I get under YOUR covers?
Dhary: I saw u sleeping rasich 3ala karshy, eedich 3ala khi9ry. El nouma klsh ma kanat muree7a fa shltich, 7a6aytich 3ala lefrash o la7aftich o bas :D
Dhary: eeee now show me that angelic face?
Me: and for how long were you staring? (still holding the covers over my head)
Dhary: madry bs n6art wayed yala 3aad (e7awl yaksr 5a6ry)
I said as I turned back to face him
Dhary: karshy muree7? :p (he teased)
Me: taby e9ij? Mathker!
Dhary: 3ayaraaa ela tathkerin 3adil bs matabin te3tarfain ena 3ajbich
Me: in your sweet dreams :p enta 6ebt?
I placed my hand on his forehead to check his temperature gladly it was better than ams!
Me: wayed a7san mn ams :D
Dhary: ana mu gtlich ma feeni shay
Me: embala feek shay so 3ashan matred el 7arara rou7 tesaba7 please oh and give me my phone I think hnak (I pointed at the other bedside table by his side)
He stretched his arm and got hold of my phone and gave it to me.
He got up winked and made his way to the toilet.
I checked my phone and saw that I had missed calls from my mom, Aziz, and Noura.
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hello dear readers, I’ve decided to complete the story “My name is Nouf” since it’s unfair for you my devoted readers to leave the story unfinished besides I hate to leave things unfinished!much love-moi x
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3eedkom mabarak ;**hatha your 3eedya, sorry, elmafroo’9 I post this yesterday bs the post wasn’t ready,hope you’re enjoying your 3eed, I know I’m notit sucks being away from family,allah kareem,anyways, mabi at7al6am wayd, fa i’ll leave you wit…
I have lived through hell in the past two hours, in a bed of fire and sweat, living between the toilet and my flaming bed.. Slipping in and out of conciousness..I died a thousand times..and it was that thin line between awake and sleep that killed me a…