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[31 Mar 2013 | Comments Off on Mit3eb ElGalb 13 | 0 views]

Mit3eb’s POV:



Madry meta btit3adaaaal hal maraaa! Kilshay ga6ita eb raas hal Lucy!


Adry enha mo ga3da echathib bs Lucy 9arlha 10 sneen 3indena o 6ool 3umerha zaina mo ma3qoola tsawy kil hatha awal ma yat Noura!!!


Ya3ny etha ehya sawat shay ghala6 tgdar tgooly mala da3y tgi6ha bras Lucy!


3al3umoom mo hatha mawthoo3na, ba7jiiz thalaath tathaker 7ag Paris 7agy ana o Laila o Lamees. Etifaqt ma3a Lamees ena hathy bitkoon hadeyat qbool Laila eb kuleyat el 6ib.


I got out my phone and started looking for seats on the Emirate airways when it hit me, I didn’t ask Noura if she wanted to come or if she can come since she has to work.

Waaiih.. as2alha 3ugub ma arid min el duwaneya. Wela chena ehya mataby a9laan …..




Noura’s POV:



“Nahla 7abeebty shnu ga3da tgoleen? Ya3ny shlon kntay tkalmeena shnu taben? mnu?” gumt agi6 khai6 o khai6 many m9adga!


“Noura walla a7ibaa!! O uhwa y7ibny wayed bs Khalid kharab 3alainaa,” she said.


3umry matakhayalt enna Nahla tkalim.. many gadra a9adig!


“Shlon ta3arftaay 3alaih?” I asked.


Makint aby ekhty el wa7eeda e6ee7 min 3ainy, bs magdaar many gadraa ashofha nafs gabel!


Bas bema enha ga3da ti3teref ly lazim atfaham el mawthoo3 o ma a9eer shideeda 3alaiha.


Aby a7awel aqne3ha enha t’hid hal 6ireej..


“Tathkreen lama kint mshtarka eb dawrat ta9weer? Kan uhwa ma3ay o kina kla ng3ad ma3a ba3ath..” she said.


“O shlon ti6awar el mawthoo3?” I asked.


“Kan 3ndna project fa th6araina nakhith arqam ba3ath o shway shway… you know,” she said lowering her head.

“Shkubra? O shisma?” I asked.


“21 esma Nasser AlX,” she said.


I took a deep breath and covered my face with my hands. I honestly don’t know how to deal with this. Aby a7awel awary Nahla enna elly ga3da tsawy ghala6 bs bedon la akhleeha tgalib el salfa 3nad. UGH I don’t know how to deal with teenagers!!

“Enzain o shloon 6a7 3alaikum Khaled?” I asked.


“6ala3 rifeeeeja tikhayilayyy, o elyoom sima3ny akalma o staw3ab enna Nasser rfeeja fa 3a9ab 7aaail o hadadnyyy,” she said as the tears made their way back on her cheeks.


“Shloon? Shlon dara?” I asked. Lazim a3aref esalfa bethaab6!





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Nahla’s POV:


“Nasser magdaar akalmik al7een ana bilzwara!! O my cousin elly gitlik 3anna mawjod!” I said.


“Walaaain hatha meta befiich?” he asked.


“Madryy bs ana lazim asakra al7een,” I whispered into the phone. Khaled was staring at me, its obvious he was getting suspicious.


“Nahlaa tukfain may9eer chthyy!! Kil ma kalamtich glteely lazim asakra!!” he complained.


“Ya3ny shtabeeny asawy? Ga3ed ekhiznyy ashkara 7aas ena fe shay ghala6,” I said as my heartbeats accelerated.


“Malich shighil fee shbesawy ya3ny? Mara7 eyelich o ys2ilich mnu t7acheen!!” he said.


“9adigny mat3aref Khaled!!”  I said.


Khaled… ah khaled kan msabiblyy azma b7ayaty!!! 9ayer china ukhoy bs 3ala mi9akhaa! Elly qa9ib yaby e3aref wain aroo7 o ma3a mnu o laish o o o ….


Madry mnu gayela Nahla 3ala thimitik yalla raqib kilshay tsawee!! La welly e7ir zyada enna marat egooly matroo7een amaken mu3ayana ya3ny na3aaaam shtaaabyyyy


“Ykhaaasy mayigdar esaweelich shay wana mawjood!!” he said.


“Waay faj2a khtifa madry wain raa7!!” I said looking around for a sign of Khaled.


“A7saan khal efukna, elmuhim goleeely meta bashofich?” he asked.


“Haha not anytime sooon,” I said.


“A7iiiib elly etaghalaaa, yubaa wallaa enich ghalya 3ala galby laish t3athbeeny chthy!!” he said.


I instantly smiled; I loved how he made me feel so good about myself.


“Smilaaa 3ala galbiik min el 3athab,” I said as my cheeks flushed.


“Galbik??? GALBIK??? Entay mn t7aacheen??????” I heard Khaled shout behind me.


I jumped and dropped the phone on the floor. My heart started thudding in my chest.


Shit shit shit!!!!!!


Hatha min waain 6alaaaa3!!!!


I can’t breathe!! I CAN’T BREATHE!!!!!!!


“MATA7ACHAAAAAIN??” Khaled shouted.


I felt the hot fat tears stream down my cheeks. Suddenly my vision blurred and my legs started to shake.


I leaned against the wall and started trembling. Khaled took a couple of steps forward and stood in front of me.


“Mnu elly ga3da tkalmeena?” he asked through gritted teeth.


When I didn’t answer, he bent down and picked up my phone. He looked at the screen and read the name.


“Shnu NX??” he asked. I saved Nasser under his initials.


“R-rfeejtyy,” I mumbled. It was soooo obvious that I was lying.


“Tstikhfeen damich? Shayfatny athwal jidamch??” he shouted.


In a quick motion Khaled saved Nasser’s number on his phone “many Khaled wild bo Khaled en ma 6ala3ta, hayyen!!” he said before he walked away with my mobile still in his hands.


I stared into space with my eyes wide. Its funny how your life can change in a blink of an eye.


What if I had hung up the phone when I sensed Khaled’s mysterious staring?


What if I didn’t call Nasser while I was at the gathering?


What if I can get back the last 10 minutes of my life to change my future?


I sat on the floor and started sobbing as the idea of what might happen started to sink in.


Ra7 yethba7a..


O ba3dain ra7 yethbaaa7ny


O yimkin yethbaaa7 nafsa!!!


Akhhh Nahlaaa why are you so stupid!!!!!?


Suddenly Khaled came back fuming. His face was red and his eyes were bulging out of their sockets.


“NASSER AL X??????? ETKALMEEEN NASSSERRRR AL X??????????” he shouted at the top of his lungs.


“Shnieofijd?” I mumbled, I swear I have no idea what I just said.


He walked over to me, grabbed my arm and pulled me up.


“Entay wa6yaa o mo mtrabyaa!!! Entay mo bas shwahtay sum3at el 3ayla! Entaay khalaiteeny akhser wa7id min a3aaz rab3yy!!” he said through gritted teeth. “Hayyeen ya Nahla, en ma3araft shloon arabeeech ma a6laa3 Khaled!!”




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Noura’s POV:


“O bsr3aa radaait el bait Noura 7ady khayfaa madry shbeesawy hatha,” she said.


Nahla ya3ny khalesaw el shabab elly bildeera maligaitay ella rfeej hal ma6fooog!!!


“Khala9 ana atfaham ma3a Khaled layifthaa7na mu nag9een!” I said.


“Mashkora Noura a7ibich wallaah,” she said as she pulled me in for a hug.


“Nahla la7tha, 9ij enny bakalem Khaled bs hatha mo ma3nata enny basa3dech wela rathya bily sawaitee!!” I said.


She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.


“7abeebtyy entay elly sawaiteeh ghalaa6, o Khaled mayinlaam laih 3a9aab o 9araakh! Lazim tit3alimain min hal dars o tg63een 3elaqtich eb Nasser,” I said.


Her mouth slowly formed a large “O”.


“Shfeech e6al3eeny chthy?” I asked. “E9ara7a ana matiwaqa3t’ha minich umy marabitich 3ala hal kharabee6 ya Nahla!!”


“Noura you don’t understand!!! Mo kharaabee6!!! A7iba o uhwa y7ibny!!!” she said.


“Lo 9ij e7ibich chan taqadamlich! Ya Nahla elly e7ibich mayil3ab eb galbich o ekalmich bil khash wil das!!” I said.


“Ma9adeg!!!! I thought you would understand but you’re just like the rest!!!” she said before she huffed and stormed out of the room.

Wallaa ana elly many m9adga enna my baby sister t6laa3 chthy!!!!

**I KNOWWW ITS SHORTT AND IM SOORRY!! bs wallaa bser3a ketabta o i have a quiz bacher lail7een madarastla fa ed3ooly pls :$ 

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[30 Mar 2013 | Comments Off on Chapter 6 | 0 views]

This post is dedicated to everyone who read this x inshallah you comment…

Afaf: Madre, you know what we should do? STOP AVOIDING HIM. Show him that we can live without him, show him how strong and brave we are, not hide and show we are scared or masakeeen jdama.
Let’s show HER, the step monster that ehya nothing but cheap ta5th wa7ed kubr obouha ou mdzwj.

Everyone smiled, well not 3my Faisal bas everyone else.

Taiba: 3yal 5alaw Ghada etsoug she got her liscense didnt she?
3mety Mizna: ok bas mo tethba7na!!

They all laughed, I gave a fake frown bas I laughed anyways.

Dareen’s P.O.V:
So after ma w9alna Grand Avenues ellkl evacuated to stores xD ana ou afaf ou ghada eb h&m wl bajyeen allah y3lm..

I went to the fitting room to try some clothes ou el banat na6reeny bara wala my phone vibrates, friend request on bbm.
The name was weird!

‘Feehaid Al flany’

Bas no he was my cousin wld 5alty lol, wayy feehaid!!! NOT FAHAD. I pressed accept.

Bbm mode:
Feehaid: Halla bl coz
D’58: Halla feeeeeefeeee
Feehaid: shftch eb grand tawa.
D’58: sh3arfk eb pinny?
Feehaid: 7a6ee6a bl twitter, yalla sheely.
D’58: Laa2 kaify!
Feehaid: t3aleely eb starbucks entay ou el snageel mo 5wat, imla8 ely ma3ach!
D’58: KAAAK CHUB TARA MA2ARTHA.
Feehaid: hdy hdy, bas joke.
D’58: 3baly b3d ou no I cant a7na busyy mlcha ou lawya..
Feehaid: tkfaaaaaaaaiinn!
D’58: la7thaa laish a9lan?
Feehaid: bagoulkum shay face to face bas magthar on text.
D’58: Haw? Is it that serious?
Feehaid: yes yes it is.
D’58: ok omw

I started to wonder in a terrified way, mnzman ma klmt Feehaid shyab el 6ary?
The way he talked wasn’t usual he really wants me to come.. Ou face to face b3d, I wonder..

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[30 Mar 2013 | Comments Off on Chapter 5 | 0 views]

Hey this chapter is dedicated to two people on twitter, @LoveStoryBlog37 and @LoveKnotssenjoy and please comment! PLEASEE. —Abdullah’s P.O.V:We walked in to the house right now it’s 3:30, and everyone is seating on the couches, but I saw Zainab …

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[30 Mar 2013 | Comments Off on Chapter 4. | 0 views]

This chapter is dedicated to @typicalq8ilife_ , @twistintimex , @ketakatmfarzena and @TheLifeBlog_So tell me how you like the story so far in the comments! And I hope you enjoy this.—Afaf’s P.O.V:As they carried me out of the wheelchair and into the …

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[30 Mar 2013 | Comments Off on Chapter 3. | 0 views]

This chapter is dedicated to @VelvetBlogger who told me to carry on my blog, to have a bumpy start and then carry on with a dazzling and tragic ending, which I can’t wait for everyone’s reaction. To be honest I dont know whether it’ll be sad or happy to you, but you know what I call this emotions?
B L E  E D I N G.
Weird huh? Not really.. Afaf has always been bleeding for love, and you are probably wonder why? And you probably wonder who the person is who called Afaf in the previous chapter, well this chapter unfolds EVERYTHING.

Afaf’s P.O.V:

I end the call immediately, breathing in and out, my world got so dizzy, I started to sweat, for some reason my room was turning and turning that I can’t keep up, I was spinning, then a blur flashes, everything I saw was blank. I was bleeding again, well not the type of bleeding where blood comes out but no the hurt kind of bleeding, the kind where only that person who made you bleed can heal you.

Noura’s P.O.V:

I barge into the door, bringing Afaf her food, when I dropped it, the plate breaks and I scream, my mother and my sisters ran into our room, to find Afaf on the floor, not breathing.

Noura: DIAL 112!!!

Manayer grabs her phone and quickly dials as she explains the emegrency, she was informed that the ambulance will be on their way. My mom was so worried she started pacing around the room, Taiba and Ghada called 3mety Mizna to explain what happened, and 3mety Mizna galat right after ywadounha el hospital and she comes out bl salama inshallah, we will pack our bags wnrou7 laha.

Dana’s P.O.V:

We were in the hospital, when the funniest thing ever happened we saw 3mety Mizna ma3a  ou wld 3mety Abdullah.

3mety : Haw, sh9ayer?!
Noura: 9adgeena manadree.
Dareen: Wlht 3leikum, chnkum 6awaltaw?
Ghada: eee, 3balna 9ar feekum shay la 9ama7 allah.
3mety Mizna: Wain Taiba ou Manayer ou Omkum?
Noura: Ra7aw eeyboun akl.

As he saw me quiet, Abdullah sat next to me.

Abdullah: Sha5barich?

I just nodded, I knew that was rude,  but y3nee shrayk?! My sister is in the hospital, We don’t know whats going on with her and he asks me sha5bary?!

Noura sees Abdullah and me, Noura shakes her head to Abdullah as in ‘no, Abdullah. Being nice isn’t great for this time of the day.’

We were in Mstashfet —, my mom came back with sandwiches and salads and orange juice and told us to help ourselves.

Afaf’s P.O.V:

I am not gonna start with a cliché mosalsal turkey ‘Ayna ana?’ la2 because it was obvious, I am in a hospital. I touch my hair, and accidentally touch my bandage. OW. What why is there a bandage in the middle of my back head?
I walk out of the room, almost fell as the door opened, Abdullah helped me up, I avoided his dazzling eyes, and innocent stare… That was the hardest thing a girl like me can do, with a guy like him.

Thikra: Yuma laish 6al3tay?
Afaf: Shno eb ra9y?
Dana: El dr ygoul ench 6geta shay 7ad, ymkn el 6awla, ou shag ra9ch.
Ghada: Ou they stitched it

I just nod as the dr comes, and talks to the adults while I sit down with my sisters and Abdullah. So then Abdullah’s thareeeeeeef brother, Duaij comes and makes jokes with me dama 5affeeef bas walla ywansna.

Duaij: Ha shlon el7lwa?
Afaf:  Walla 3awar..
Duaij: Matshoofeen shar.

I nod, once again, I try so hard not to look at Abdullah, but I fail. He was also staring at me, oops, but he never looked away.

3mety Mizna: Yalla ana ba5th Afaf ou Dana ou entaw r7aw wya omkum el bait jahzaw a’3rathkum.

And in that moment I knew, life was going to be fairly interesting for us.

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[30 Mar 2013 | Comments Off on Chapter 2 | 0 views]

Halla walla, mashkoureen 3la el 324 views… WALLA I AM SO HAPPY! Tara my birthday was two days ago, so can you comment please? Ou tell me what you think. —Afaf’s p.ov:Ga3da adrs 3n el coronary heart disease, mn gabl ma ga3d 3la 9frat el 63am, 3…

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[29 Mar 2013 | Comments Off on Mit3eb ElGalb 12 | 0 views]

Dalal’s POV:


“Dalal tukfaiin riday 3alaay”


“Kalameeny tharooooryy!!!”


“Wallaa asif Dalal 3ashaany bs khanitfahaam!!”


“Daloola 7abeebtyy aby akalmich.”


I skimmed through the messages Rashid has sent me these past two days. 7adyy mitnarfiizzaa!!! Elly sawa feeeny mo shwayaaaa o magdar asaam7aa! But I still love him!!!


He gave me so much to remember! I wish there was a switch that helps me control my feelings. I wish I could forget people and the pain they had caused me in a blink of an eye….

Kil yoom edig 3alaay o lama ma arid 3alaih edizleey siteen message egooly riday 3alay bakalmich!! O walla galby y3awerny 7ail because a part of me wants to answer him and the other part wants to kill him!


Lail7een magilt 7ag ahaly enny bafil elkhi6ba, a9laan magiltlhum 3an elly sawa Rashid kilish..


I’m not even sure if I want to end this or continue..


Walla madryy shasaawyy!!!


He called for the 83938 time today, so I decided to answer.


“Aloooo??” he said.


I stayed quiet.


I missed his voice..


“Dalaal??” he asked.


I kept quiet.


“Dalal tukfain kaleemy golay ay shaayy tukfain!!” he begged.


I didn’t reply.

“Adry ennich m3a9ba 3alaay o malomich wallaa, bs Dalal tadreeen shkither a7ibiiich o maby ghairich magdar atkhayal nafsy ma3a wa7da thanya ghairich!!” he said.


“Damik et7ibnyy laish tkalim wa7da thanya winta kha6ibnyy?” I asked.


“Wallaa 7awalt ag6aa3 el3elaqa bs ehy m7ancha mo rathya tfich!!” he said.


“Min meta tkalimha a9lan?” I asked.


“Ya3nyyy…” he said.


“Min meta?” I asked again.


“9arly cham shahar,” he said.


“Et7ibha?” I asked.


“Akeed laa!!” he said.


“3ayaaal laish kalamt’ha min el bedaya?” I asked.


“Madry walla ga9 3alay blees,” he said.


“Aha, yalla ana lazim aroo7 ma3a—


“Laa7thaa Dalal tukfain aby ashoofich aby akalmich mayinfaa3 hny!!” he said.


“Madry e9eer khaiir,” I said before hung up.


I don’t know why I believe him…


Yimkin akhalee eyely o nitkalam bilmawthoo3!


I decided to call Lulu o agolaha tmurny lana bni6la3 ana ma3aha o Noura.


“Aloo, yalla ana barra,” Lulu said.


I quickly rushed out of the house and got in the car.


“Ha misti3ida 7ag el shopping therapy,” she asked.


“EEEE!!” I said. Shopping makes me feel better.


After we arrived at Salheya I called Noura.


“Ha wainich?” I asked.


“Ana eb gathering an6erkum,” she said.


We went to the restaurant and sat down in our seats.


“Yalla khana6lib 7ady yo3ana,” I said.


We ordered and started chatting.


“Magitlkum, Saro ekhtyy 7amil its official!!” Lulu chirped.


“7ilfayyy mabroook!!!” I said.


“Mabrooook allaah ysahel 3alaihaa yarab!” Noura said.


“Ameeen wil faal lich Nouro,” Lulu said with a wink.


“O laish matgolely el fal lich ba3ad?” I asked with one eyebrow raised.


“Laih tizawajtayy agoolich!!” Lulu said.


“3ala 6aryy el zawaj, shloon Mit3eb o how’s the married life?” I asked Noura.


“Walla zaain, kilshay tamam el7imdlaa!” she said with a smile.


“Basss??? Tiwaqa3tich tishta6ain akthaar,” Lulu said.


“Ba3ad shtaabeeny agool??” Noura snapped.


Shda3wa chthy 3a9ebat..


“Nouroo goleelina el 9iij mirta7a ma3a Mit3eb?” Lulu asked.


“Haww eee,” Noura said playing with the spoon.


“Akeeed?” I asked.


“Eee el7imdla, enzaaiin Lulu entay meta nawyaa titzawijain ballah?” Noura asked.


“Wallaa madryy ga3deen edawrooly wa7id akh6iba.. ya3ny mashallahh shayfa kilyoom wa7id e6ig bab baitna?” Lulu asked sarcastically.

“3aaan el 3ayaraa shkither ytqadimolich bas entay kila tarftheen laish?” I asked.


“Bas tawny 9gheera,” she said.


“7abeeebty 3umrich 24 o ba3ad cham shahar bt9eren 25 latg9een 3ala 3umrich wtgolen enich 9gheera,” I said.


“Madry meta ma allah ketab e9eer khair,” Lulu said. Madry shfeeha hal bnaya shayla fikrat el zawaj min bahla.

Noura’s mobile started ringing so she answered.


“Aloo, hala Mit3eb, tawna ga3deen, yabeelina ba3ad shwaya, haw makhalsnaa, ok ok ok!!” she said before she hung up.


“Shfeech?” I asked.


“Mit3eb yabeny arid al7een,” she said.


“Hawww?” I said.


“Yalla byee,” she said as she quickly left the restaurant.


Noura POV:



Waaaay madry shfee Mit3eb 9ayer mayinta7acha hal yoomain!!!! Kila m3a9iiib o mala khilg shay :)


“Elyoom baroo7 el duwaneya o abeech tsaweely shay awadee ma3ay,” he said as I came in.


“Hatha elshay elmuhim elly khalaitny arid 3ashana?” I asked.


“Eee,” he said playing with his phone.


I balled up my fists, ENARFIZ.


“Mit3eb laisssssh khalaitny ariiiid bas 3ashan tgooly hal kilmitain????” I asked.


“Lana abech tsawena al7een,” he said.


Allahuma 6awilch ya rooo7


“Shnu tabeeny asaweelik?” I asked.


“Shdarany?? Entay adra eb halsuwalif, ana banam aby kilshay ekhali9 3al sa3a 7,” he said and went to the bedroom.


Mu min9ija!! 7eta madry etha yaby 7ilu wela mali7!!


I decided I would bake a chocolate cake o a6libla sandwiches.


I prepared all the ingredients and started baking; after I finished I placed the cake batter in the oven and asked Lucy to wait for the cake while I take a bath.


Awal ma6ala3t min el 7amam wela ashof Mit3eb jidamy.


“Khalastay el akil?” he asked.


“7a6ait el cake bil firn shway wtkhalis,” I said.


He walked past me and entered the bathroom.


Madry shfee 9ayer nafseya chthy!!


Nadait Lucy 3shan as2alha 3an el cake.


“Did the cake finish?” I asked.


“Ee o kila 7araag,” she said.


I widened my eyes. “SHNU?”


“Ana rooh ta7at digeega hatha cake 7arrag ana shnu ysawyy?” she complained.


“Luucccyyyyyy I asked you to do one thing now sir will kill me!!!” I said freaking out.


I looked at the time it was 6:15 o uhwa 7 eb yi6la3 :’(


I quickly called Opera and asked if they had a cake that is ready for pick up and thankfully they did. I sent the driver to buy it.


I dragged myself to the room to tell Mit3eb what happened. I can feel the sweat beads prickling on my forehead.

T3arfoon lama min el khar3a tsm3oon nabth eb raskum? Shu3oor ghareeb bs hathy 7alty al7een!!


“Umm Mit3eb,” I said.


“Hmm,” he said looking at his phone.


“El cake elly sawait’ha 7targat,” I stuttered, I swear I can feel my legs wobble and my palms begin to sweat.


He turned around and looked at me with wide eyes.


“Sawait kilshay bs gilt 7ag Lucy tshofha wehya bil firin o 6ala3t’ha mit2akher fa 7targat,” I said quickly. My heartbeats accelerated with every word that escaped my mouth.


He will kill me. I can feel it.


The way he’s looking at me, the rage dancing like flames in his eyes made my heart almost jump out of my chest.


“Tadreen shlon? Entay mo kafu a7ad ewa9ech 3ala shay,” he whispered through clenched teeth before he stormed out of the room.


My legs gave in and couldn’t carry me anymore so I sat down on the bed. I was staring at the door where Mit3eb just left, not believing what I just heard him say.

He’s kidding right?

He MUST be joking!!!!


I waited for a couple of seconds till my heartbeats slowed down and grabbed my phone. I tried to punch in Mit3eb’s phone number but it was hard with my hands trembling.


He didn’t answer. I called again and now he switched his phone off.


I grabbed the pillow next to me and shoved my face into it and screamed at the top of my lungs.

I.can’t.take.this.anymore.


My phone’s ringtone interrupted my screaming. I grabbed my phone hoping it was Mit3eb but to my disappointment it was only Nahla, my sister.

I ignored her, maly khilg 7anat’ha.

She kept calling me so I decided to answer.


“ALO!!” I shouted at the phone.


“Noura pleasseeee ta3alay el bait,” she said her voice trembling from the tears.


“Nahla shfeeech?? Umy feeha shaaay?” I asked, worry painting my voice.


“Laa bas *sniff*ta3alaay I’m in trouble,” she said before she sobbed into the phone.

“Nahla 7abeebty hadaay shfeech fahmeeny shisalfaa??” I asked.

“Ta3aleelyy pleasee Noura *sniff* I need you!!” she said.


“Ok okkk al7eeen ayelich!!” I said as I quickly changed and left the house.


I entered my house and headed straight to Nahla’s room. She was curled up on her bed and sobbing.


“Nahla shfeeech?” I asked as I rushed to sit next to her.


“Kh-khalid,” she said.


“Mnu Khalid??” I asked.


“Wild 3amity,” she said.


“Shfeeee?” I asked.


“Chaknyy akalim wa7id,” she said covering her face.


It was like someone slapped me right on the face.


Nahla ekhty, tkalim??!

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[26 Mar 2013 | Comments Off on Mit3eb ElGalb 11 | 0 views]

I rushed to Dalal’s house to see what was going on.


“Ha shesalfa,” I said as soon as I entered Dalal’s room.


I saw Dalal sleeping on her bed and Lulu sitting on the couch staring into space.


“Ta3alay,” Lulu grabbed my arm and pulled me to Dalal’s walk-in closet.

“Shfeekum ga3da tkhar3eeny!!” I said.


“Dalool ga3da tabchy min el9ub7 tawha 6akhat o namat,” Lulu said.


“Shfeeha shisalfa?” I asked.


“Rashid,” Lulu said and lowered her head.

“Shfeee?” I asked.

“6ala3 ykhoonha,” she whispered.

“Shdaraakum?” I said with my eyes wide.

“Yatlaha eldawam,” she said.

“SHNU?? METAA?” I said a little too loud.

“Ga9ray 7isiich,” Lulu ordered. “Elyoom!!”

“Ya3ny elly Rashid ekalimha…. Marat Dalol dawamha?” I asked, incredulous.

“EEEE!!!” Lulu hissed.

I widened my eyes. I can’t believe this!!

“Shgalatlaha??” I asked.

“Kilshay!! Enha tkalim Rashid minziman.. o uhwa galaha enna byakh6bha bs kha6ab Dalal fa hatheech m3a9ba o yaya tgolaha wakhray 3anna o min hal kalam,” Lulu said.

“SHNUU?”

“Eee o Dalol mo msadga tgool kilish makan mbayen 3ala Rashid enna ykalim wa7da thanya!!” Lulu said.

“Enzain ehya ta2akedat min Rashid kalimtaa??? Akhaaf hatheech ga9a 3alaihaaa bs taby tfareg bainhum!” I said, hoping for the best but expecting the worst.

“Kalimta o ma nikar shay bs gaal enna uhwa y7ib Dalal o yabeehaa o misti3id yig6a—

“Noura?”


We both turned around to see Dalal leaning on the door. Her eyes looked tired from all the crying and her face was pale.


“Hii,” she greeted in a weak voice. She walked over to me and gave me a hug. “El7imdla 3al salama.”

She was smiling but it wasn’t enough to hide her pain.

“Allaah ysalmichh, ha shlonich al7een?” I asked.

She stared into space as small teardrops made their way down her cheeks. I hugged her, “7abeebty Dalal latabcheeen.”

She continued sobbing and gasping for air, it broke my heart.

“Ta3awithay min blees Dalal walla mayistaahil tabcheen 3alaih,” Lulu said.

“Shlon mayistaahil?? Tikhayilay faj2a takhsreen shakhs kintay tkalmeena 24 sa3a?? Shlon matabeeny az3al!!” Dalal said between her sobs.

“Adryy but he doesn’t deserve you!!! Enshallah beyeelich elly a7san minna!!” I said.

“Noura 7asasny enny elbint elwa7eedda bil3alam! Kan egooly enna y7ibny o layumkin e7ib a7ad kithry!!! O 3ugub ma 7abaita an9idim enna kalama kila chithb!!!” Dalal said.

She covered her face with her hands and sobbed silently. Lulu and I looked at each other, we want to do something to help her but we don’t know what to do!!

“Mo awal marra t9eer feeny, kil mayakh6ibny wa7id wat3alaag fee yi6la3 fee 3aib akbar min elly gabla.. I don’t deserve this wallaa,” she said.

“Wallaa maataadreen shilkheera feee!! Entay bas ed3ay rabich enna eyelich wa7id a7saan min el baajy,” I said.

“Ana feeny shay? Ana feeny 3aib laish bas ana elly e9eer feeny chthyy?” Dalal asked no one in particular.

“Dalal latgooleen hal kalaam walla mo zain!! Bil3aax entay alf wa7id yitmanaach o yabakhaat elly bit9ereen min ni9eeba!!” I said.


“O ba3dain mo entay awal wa7da wala akher wa7da y9eer feeha chthyy!! Dalal ashwanich daraitay al7een wala ennich tin9admaain fee 3ugub matamlichoon!!” Lulu said.


“Eee walla el7imdla, wayy bas maby atzawaaj,” Dalal said.


“Dalal matathiqeeen eb rabich??? Mu wathqa enna rabiich eb yistijeeb du3aa2ich? Laish tgoleen hal kalaam wentay tadreen ena eldu3a2 eghayer kilshay!” I said.


“Eee walla Dalool e7na kilna eb nad3eelich o ham entay lazim tad3een,” Lulu said.


“Enshallahh..” Dalal said.


We continued trying to cheer her up and finally we got her to laugh. I got a call from Mit3eb ordering me to come home so I did.

.

I woke up the next morning and made Mit3eb some breakfast.


Madry shimga3idny mbacheer elyoom akher yoom ejazaa!!!


I started organizing my apartment and listing the things I need to buy since Mit3eb and I are going furniture shopping sometime this week.



I went to the laundry room to iron Mit3eb’s shirt. 7ada shu3oor ghareeb ena I’m ironing his clothes o sawaitla reyoog…


Enarfiiz el qamees kil ma kowayt side ta3afas el side elthany!!! I decided to call Lucy khadamat khalty Sharif abs galatly agdar anadeeha etha 7tajt ay shay..

“Lucy please iron this,” I gave her the shirt.


She looked at me from head to toe and then snatched the shirt from my hand.


Okay…


I left the laundry room to see Mit3eb wandering in the living room.


“9abaa7 el khaair!” I said.


“9aba7 elnoor,” he said.


“Tara elryoog bil ma6bakh,” I said.


“La mabyy,” he said.


“Laish?” I asked.

“Bas mu msht’hy,” he said.



Wana faz3a min el9ub7 a6baakhla :’)

“Ok..”

“Kowaitay qamee9y?” he asked.


“Uhh eee al7een ayeeba lik,” I said rushing to the laundry room.


“Lucy did you finish?” I asked before entering.


Mawa3ait ella hally tmur yaamy o ti6laa3 min el ghurfa… enshalaa mata7ger ya3ny!! Ok ba6awefhaa lanha mara kibeera o minziman 3indhum!


I took the shirt to Mit3eb.


“Shnu hatha?” he asked, inspecting the shirt.


“Shnu?” I looked closer to see it burned.


7regta!!!! Oo walaa ta7aachaat!!


“Shnu elly shnu?? Matshooofeeen elqamee9 ni9aa mi7tirig??” Mit3eb said his voice getting louder after each word.


“Mo ana elly msaweeta 3a6aita Lucy o ehya—-


“SHNUU?? Anaa moo gaylich entaay tsaweena???” he roared.


“Eee bas—


“BASS SHNUU?????? Lama agoolich tsaween shaghla latg6eenha 3ala ghairich!” he shouted.

He threw the shirt on the bed and stormed out of the room.

MU MIN 9IIJA!!!!! 7ata mo ma36eeny majal atkalaam!!

Mit3eb’s POV:



Madry meta ebta3gel o tqader kalamy!!


Wallaa el3atheem ma 6alaabt minha shay 9a3eb!


Li haldaraja malha khilg 7ata takwy hdoomy?? Madry mshaghelha eb ma9baghaa anaa?? Kilha qamee9 wa7id!!


7araaatny yakhy!!


Banzil al7een o bashkhaal Luceyo 3ashaan etarakad mara thanya wihya takwy!


“Lucy!! Laish 7aragtaay qamee9 maly!!!” I said.


“Shnu qamees?” she asked.


“Bloza maly elly mama Noura galatlich sawy ooty,” I said.


“Ehya maku gool 7ag ana sawy ooty!” she said.


“Shnu?”


“Ana maku roo7 foog el yoom,” she said.


“Shlon entay maku roo7 foog? 3ayal mnu sawa ooty?” I asked.


“May3aref anaa ooofff ana wayed akuu suguuul,” she said and walked away.


Ma3qoolaa Noura mchathba 3alay?

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Noura’s POV:
Khalas shahar el 3asal o uhwa y3a9eb o ana arathyy feee…
O marat ana a3a9eb o uhwa yratheeny
Bs ham wayed astaanis ma3a lama ykoon mazaja 7iluu!!
Now, we’re back to Kuwait.
6ab3an awal shay sawaita r7t salamt 3ala omy o Nahla o 3ugub ri7na bait 7amoolty.
“El7imdlaa 3al salamaa!! Taw manawerat el deeera!!” Khalty Sharifa, Mit3eb’s mother, said.
“Allaah ysalmich yalghalya walla walaht 3alaich,” Mit3eb said kissing her on the forehead.
“7abeebyy, shloon el safra 3asa stanastaaw?” she asked.
“Eee walla el7imdla khoosh safra,” I said.
“El7imdla aham shaay stanastaaw,” she said.
We continued talking about random stuff. I noticed Mit3eb becomes another person around his mother.
He’s so loving and caring o kil shway e7ibha 3ala ras’ha. Don’t get me wrong I don’t have anything against him being so loving towards his mother. Bil3aax hatha shay wayed zain bs makint adryy ena 3inda elside el 7anoon.
“Ha shloon el soog eb Rome?” Lamees, Mit3eb’s 20-year-old sister, asked.
“Walla eyaanin bs Mit3eb allah y7aftha makhalany atsawaag!!!” I said.
“Waaay 3ad hatha akthar ensan yikrah esoog!! 7ata may7ib yitsawag 7ag nafsa!” she said.

“Eee la7atht! Thak elyoom khalany atsawag o galy shar6 edawreely shay ma3ach o uhwa ga3ad ma ya ma3ay,” I said.

“Eee hathy suwalfa,” Lamees said while giggling.

“3ad sharayteely shaay?” Layla, Mit3eb’s 18-year-old sister, asked.

“Haha eee mashallah 3alaich entay kilish mawa9aiteeny ayeblich shay gabil la asafer,” I said.
“Haha ee tadreen fashla awa9eech o entay tawich 3aroos bs elmuhim yalla wain ashyaa2y?” she asked with a grin.
“Yuma minich, foog eb shiqity etha 9a3adt a6arishlich eyahum,” I said.
“Laykoon ana mayibteely shay lany mawa9aitich?” Lamees gasped.
“Haha laa 3ad kilish wala Lamees ma ansaha,” I said.
Thank God I remembered to buy her something last minute.
“Lameees! Lailoo chinkum ga3deen et2athoon murty!!!” Mit3eb faked an angry voice.
I don’t know about you guys but I almost melted when I heard him say that. Tewaqa3t mara7 ya36eeny wayh aw bekon wayed rasmy ma3ay jidam ahala bs ashwa enny ghal6anaa!!! *happy dance*
“A9lan ga3deen enwanis’ha maskeena mit7amlitik msafra ma3aak shahar!” Laila said.
“6eeray zaain min gadha a9lan,” he said.
“Waaay enta lail7een thiqa? Ana bafhaam minu ga9 3alaik o gaylik enna kilmen mayit 3alaaik??” she said.
Abaaaih Laila shloon etkalmaa chthy!!!! :O
Akeeeed ebyithba7ha al7eeeen!!!!
Wallaa galby gam yergaa3 ekhtaraa3t!!!
“Hahaha yahel sh3arefiich??” he said while chuckling.
I widened my eyes.. mo m9adga elly ga3ed e9eer
“Ma7aaaad yahel badish el jaam3a!!” Laila said.
“Baaaih warach daarb maskeena,” Mit3eb said.
“Wee baskum entaw lail7een hathy suwalifkum, 3al aqal mo jedam libnaya,” Khalty Sharifa said looking at me.

“Ana maly shighil uhwa kila yet7araash feeny!!! Abaaaih magitlik tadryy enny enqabaalt eb 6ib!!!” she said with a grin on her face.
“Wallaa?? Maaabroooook!!!! Gitliiich gad’haa!!” he said as he gave her a hug.
Ya jema3a hatha Mit3eb elly kan ma3ay bil safra wela ana rada ma3a wa7id thanyy!!!!????
“Allaah ybarik feek walla lail7een mo m9adga!!” Laila said.
“O laish tawich tit7achaain?? Yalla goleely shnu tabeen ayeeblich eb hal munasaba el7ilwa?” he asked.

“Many m9adga Mit3eb beyeebly hadeya? Lo adry chan kilyoom gitlik eny enqibalt eb 6ib haha! 3endy lista foug o kilikum ra7 tyeebooly shay minha,” she said with a grin.
“Mabroook Laiilaa allah ywafgich yaraab,” I said.
“Allaah ybarik feech ameeen,” she said.
“Yallaa 3an ethinkum baroo7 afich lijnaa6,” I said as I got up.
“Naaa6ra 9oghty,” Laila said.
“Haha okk,” I said.
I have to be honest; I was a little scared of starting my life with Mit3eb.  Eb shahar el 3asal kan el wath3 china 7ilm bs al7eeen 9ar el wath3 9iij!! I have to run this household ana mas2oola 3an kilshay!! This thought sent a chill down my spine but I’m sure I can do it!!
I opened our bags and took out all the dirty clothes and put them in the laundry room.  I gathered all the gifts I bought Laila and Lamees and put them aside. After that I organized everything and by the time I was done I felt exhausted!!
I took a shower; blow dried my hair, and sat down on my new bed.
Tonight Mit3eb and I will share one room …
“Haa khalastaay?” Mit3eb asked as he walked into the room.
I jumped, bismilla meta yaa! O 3umra 6weel mashallah
“Eee o al7een bartaa7,” I said, smiling.
Atmana yefham el naghza o may6arishnyy
“Ya36eech el 3afyaa,” he said with a smile.
I still can’t believe that this person standing in front of me is the Mit3eb I know.
“Allah y3afeek,” I said.
“Ha ma walahtay 3ala nafoortich el maleeqa?” he asked.
“Haha emballa et9adig..” I said.
“3assa elshay elly temanaiteeh 9ar?” he asked.
“Hmm la lail7een..” I said.
I actually wished for Mit3eb to start treating me better…
“6aa3 hathy!! O entay mitwaq3aa ena tit7aqaq omneetich mathalaan lanich 7athaftay euro eb nafoora??? Walla ga9een 3alaich hahah,” he chuckled.
“Laiiiiish tis2aal 3ayaal???” I asked.
“Matiqa3t hatha radiich e9ara7aa!” he said.
3a6aitaa nathraat elly ya milqiiik
I leaned on the bed’s headboard and closed my eyes, suddenly I felt Mit3eb place his head on my lap.
Kint sh3ara o adiza .. madryy shfeeeny kil shay ysawy Mit3eb ga3ed ekhari3ny!!
“Umy wayed mistansa 3alaichh,” he said staring at the ceiling.
“9ij? Allaah ytamim!!” I said with a grin.
“Eee wayed mdi7tiich shda3waa 3aad!” he said.
I smacked him lightly on the shoulder, “matinlaam el9ara7aa.”
He chuckled, “eb hathy 9edagtay.”
I blushed.
“Noura, wedy asawy shaay 7ag Laila ya3ny tadreen bemunasabat qboolha,” he said.
“Eee walla tistaahil shnu mfaker tsawy?” I asked.
“Madryy abeech tfakreen ma3ay bs 9ij tistahil Lailo wayed fakhoor feeha ana,” he said.
Waay eshawiigg…

I slowly stroked his hair, “taby tishtreelaha hadeya? Wela e6ali3ha t3asheeha aw tghadeeha eb ma63am?”

“T’hagain tistanis?” he asked.
“Ya3ny madry ma3arefha kithrek enta shnu t7is shay ewanis’ha?” I asked.
“Ehy minzman wedha tsafer t’hagain awadeeha Dubai cham yoom dam lail7een ma beda dawamha?” he asked.
“Eeee walla khosh fikraa!!” I said.

I felt my phone vibrate next to me. I checked to see who was calling to see Dalal’s name on the screen. 9adgeeeeny badig 3alaich ba3dain ana wain a7a9el Mit3eb eb hal mood el 7ilu
“Eee bafaji2ha,” he said.
Kan 7adaa mishtaaa6 o 7ada yshaawiig!! I never knew this side of his personality he’s the sweetest person!!!
“3ad entaay mo tro7een tgoleelaha adry feekum 7areem matkhishoon shay!” he said.
“Wayed 6ay7een min 3ainik el7areeem!” I said.
“Walla magilt ella el9iij!” he said.
My phone vibrated again, I checked to find 3 missed calls from Dalal and 2 from Lulu.  Haw shsalfat’hum?
“La7tha Mit3eb bs bakalim Lulu daga 3alaay wayed,” I said as I dialed her number.
“Aloo,” Lulu whispered into the phone.
“Halaa Lulu shfeeccch khara3teeny??” I asked.
“Noura ta3alay bait Dalol al7een,” she said, still whispering.
“Haw shfeekum?” I asked.
“Dalaal…” she paused for a second, “ta3alaaay entay o afahmich kilshay!!”

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There you go :DIn this post you will find out why Dhari and I were acting weird. You have questions feel free to ask by mentioning my twitter account or Direct messages where i can reply right away ;) @madliarq8Everyone hates Sundays i hope this makes your days somehow…This one goes to @DanaSultan for being very understanding and caring these past months x ly cutie

I slowly opened the door and the kids were running around, and I was totally ignored.

I don’t know if Dhari noticed me leaving my room because he was giving me his back skyping.

Only thing I heard was.

Dhari: wallah yanait… mahy 7ala ya3ny… bas 5al ashof ana wagolich ymkin ako  shay hnee hnak…

What the hell. Hatha she5arbi6, honestly I couldn’t even connect the dots, made zero sense so I’m just gonna wash the thought away.

I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich the kids came and took a bite I took out a water bottle from the fridge and went to my room. I settled on catching up with my Tv Shows and calling it a lazy day.

You know when you just want to be busy and that you want to catch up on stuff but you don’t actually watch the episode and your mind takes you far away , that was exactly what happened and I eventually slept!

I woke up to a knock on the door, I got up slowly pushed my laptop to the side and peeked from the side.

Dhari: ratbay elmokan etha ma3alaich amr, ana ray7 a5th Aziz o Nora mn elma6ar weya el yahal

Walah ma 3nda salfa

I shut the door, it’s rude I’ll admit it bs atmana he asks if I wanted to tag along!

I called Noodie o g3adt at7al6am, nothing better to do!

Me: ambaih bas laih meta I’m sick of this klyoum mood ana ma amshy 3ala mzaja
Noodie: it’s more like enty “tmashena 3ala mzajik”
Me:………………………………* I stayed quite and thought *
Noodie: shfeech talk!
Me: I think I know why *my eyes went straight to my nails *
Noodie: OKAY? Tell mee!
Me: yabgara I’m pms-ing! I totally forgot about that
Noodie: Omg how are you ever gna explain that to him :/
Me: Madry! That’s your part! Shsawy!
Noodie: ………….
Me: omg! Byoun ba3d shwy and I still didn’t clean up and YES he just told me to clean up as if I was his maid! BYE * I hung up *

I was going crazy running around tidying up washing dishes sweeping the kitchen floors and worst of all the bathrooms and the washing machine, I washed all whites together and the colored I left on the side for tomorrow!

I took out the oven pizza and mac  ‘n’ cheese, theyre the only thing I end up cooking properly so I decided to need to risk it for anything else.

I was missing a salad! I quickly cut the lettuce, added canned corn, canned mushrooms, and cherry tomatoes. (Do not try this it was the only thing in the fridge) about the sauce I mixed vinegar and salt ::

I set the table added plates, spoons, knives and forks brought the highchairs by the table and it was ready! Then changed into something better not formal, but something acceptable for welcoming the brother and the sister-in-law. Then I added simple everyday makeup.

And as soon as I placed my butt on the couch the apartment door was unlocked.

7lw. I was locked in? jad shno mathalan ban7ash? Omg that was just funny :)

I shook hands with my brother and kissed his cheeks, however Noura got one of my bear hugss.

Me: wlaaaaht 3alaaich *you can try saying it like I did. Stretched! *
Noura: 7abeeety ma tafgedin ghaly

When she said that memories of Hamad were repeated I tried washing the thought away, Noura pulled away and my eyes landed straight at Dhari’s. I felt my eyes being watery so I just looked the other way to avoid the weakness and wash the feeling away.

Aziz: yah yah sh’hal zain mrabta e6awla o klshay jahiz chena?
Me: tstahl akthar wallah enta el ghaly *he side hugged me *

It was awkward. I didn’t see that coming, my older brother I’m not close with at all! I was surprised but I didn’t want to show it because he’s trying hard to fill in Hamad’s place and acquire half of it if not all and I should let him in, he is my brother after all.

I smiled and told them to wash up while I squeezed the oranges for some fresh orange juice! (The only thing I ever enjoyed doing in the kitchen is squeezing lemons and oranges in that prop)

10 mins passed and I called them for dinner my seat was next to Noura’s, Aziz sat across and Dhari was in front of me. The kids were on the sides in their highchairs. I served the food on each of their plates, poured orange juice for everyone and sat quietly. I didn’t feel like socializing or asking about their trip, mood swings I guess.

Noura and I washed the dishes and she messing with me

Whispering by the sink while the guys were watching news and updating each other and of course the kids fast asleep…

Noura:  shsaiwatay yal kalba?
Me: haw wala shay shbasawy ya3ny
Noura: latgolinly ma 9efalich eljaw mathalan
Me: way ambaih latkalmeny eb hal mawthou3 ma3aref akalmich feh entay mrt okhoy
Noura: magooool! Goulay
Me: wallah mako shay a9lan tenefes elwath3 7aliyan wedy abchy
Noura: malat! 3ala shno mnafsin!
Me: I was pms-ing! Wel7in madry shgoula!
Noura: mafro’9 e3aref 3aziz kan yadry!!
Me: ma3teqed kthr hal ashkara ely ana msawyat’ha bl nail polish o mastaw3ab
Noura: waay ghaba2 etbachon… enzain bgolich ana 7amil *Blushing! *
WHISPERING PART IS OVER I COULDN’T HANDLE IT!
Me: CUTEEE! Can’t wait ashwa e9adif e9aaif!
Noura whispering: ya 7mara okhoch mayadry chub entay awal wa7da! Knt bkhleech tsamina bs hawant!

Me: laa sorry my lips are sealed!

Faj2a Aziz dash 3ar’9

Aziz: kl hatha ‘3aseel 97oun wakaltaw qabeela?
Noura & I: Ha? Yala yayeen

We joined them on the couch I was soo happy for Noura kl ma 3iny 6a7at eb 3ainha atebosam laha, I never saw the twins at the hospital when they were born so I really want to be there for this one!

Me: baro7 a76 lehdoum bl dryer knt aghaslhom
Aziz: ethnich ma3ach *wink *

I placed the clothes in the drier; I want Dhari’s to dry so I can give him his clothes before he leaves. I sat on the washing machine waiting for the drier and when through my whatsapp’s, bbm’s and Instagram. Till the drier beeped so I started folding Dhari’s clothes. I walked to living room to see that he’s not there!

Me: besmellah wain ra7 tawny m6al3a hdouma mn el nashaf!
Noura: weeh! Tara tawa ma9arla 6ali3 dgay 3laih!Me: okk!

I quickly ran to the drier and grabbed my phone and PING!!!-ed him!

BlackBerryMessenger

-Sara Al
PING!!!                         
PING!!!
PING!!!
PING!!!

-Dhari Al
Hala?

-Sara Al
Wainik?

-Dhari Al
Bsayara ba7arik. Laish?

-Sara Al
Wait 5 mins ana nazla

-Dhari Al 
Bser3a.

I quickly continued folding and made sure they were neat and then I sprayed them with perfume and put them in his empty handbag and ran down the stairs then stopped fixed how I look before leaving the building.

Splash me with your amazing comments beauties 3>

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Hello everyone.. Sorry adry wayed 6awalt as usual.. This is going to be the post gabel the last one.. I’m sorry if the ending is going to dissapoint some of you..____________________________________ —– Shai5a I opened my eyes slowly, hopin…

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“Etha galoolik enna darik ga3da ti7tirig shnu awal shay takhtha gabel la t6la3?” I asked as we made our way back to the hotel.


“Mobily o booky ba3ad min la khilg e6ali3la laisen badal faqid o bu6aqa madaneya yededa,” he said.


“haha enzain shnu tnagy matakil michabees 6ool 3umrek wela trid liKuwait mashy?” I asked.



“Shhal as2ila,” he said.


“Yalla jawibbb,” I said.


“Wala wa7id!” he said.


I was looking at him the whole way; I didn’t really pay much attention to the road we were about to cross.


“Enzain lo galolik – –


“NOURA,” he shouted and wrapped his arms around my stomach to pull me back. Rifa3t rasy wela ashoof sayara daysaa baghat etsheelnyy baghait aroo7 min chees ahaly.


My heart started beating so fast. We froze for a couple of seconds while he was still holding me.


“Abaaiih mashkor,” I said as soon as I started thinking straight.


He turned me around and placed his hands on my shoulders, “deeeray balich!! Tara hnyy myanan mayoogfon!”


“Enshallaah,” I said.


.


Back in the hotel..


“Khanirtaa7 bilghurfa al7een o 3ugub n6laa3 nt3asha shrayech?” Mit3eb asked.


“Ok,” I said. I was exhausted!!


I threw myself on my bed just as Mit3eb walked in and sat on my bed.


“Shfeech?” he asked.


“Ta3banaa I said,” I sat up straight next to him.


He looked at me, opened his mouth to say something and then closed it again.


We sat there in silence for a couple of minutes.


I faced him to see that his eyes were closed and his hands were crossed on his chest, obviously he wants to sleep.

I got up and decided to take a shower. After I finished I quickly changed and looked for something to do while Mit3eb wakes up.


I got out my laptop to watch some Friends episodes. As I pulled out the charger it slipped from my hand and fell hard on the floor making a loud THUD.


Mit3eb shot up, noma khafeeef eb shakil mo 6abee3y.


“Matshoofeny nayem?” Mit3eb said through gritted teeth. He had one eye open and his hand shielding his face from the light.

“Wee bilghala6,” I said, giggling.

Adry banzaf bs ymkin etha tha7akt uhwa yth7ak ba3ad…

“Ga3ed akalmich ana shfeech t’th7keen?” he asked.

“Haw blghala6!!” I said.

“La wallaa? Ana dam throsy a7ad ega3idny min enom! Matshofeeny adimy nayem hny!” he said as he got up and stormed out of my room.

Oookaayyyyy…..

I decided to watch an episode of Friends before talking to him.

After it finished, I got up and knocked on Mit3eb’s door.

No answer.

9iiij bo 6baii3 mayoooz 3an 6ab3a!! Ya3ny shda3wa makint aq9iddd!!!

I opened the door to see him lying on his bed watching TV.

Way e7iir!

“Mit3eb…” I said as I walked to him.

He ignored me and continued watching.

“Mit3eb shda3wa 3a9abt, ya3ny tadry eny mo qa9da!!” I said in a low voice.

“Noura walla maly khlg,” he said.


Mit3eb’s POV:




Jaad jad 6fartyy a7ad ega3idny min enoom! Walla mazajy yi3tifis!

La o al7een yayatlyy t7in fog rasy!! Enzain 3a6eeny fachaa! Walla el banat nishba!!

“Pleaaase lat3a9ib yalla 3ashaanyy,” she said placing her hand on my arm.

Walaaaih

“Mit3eb laiiish kila t3a9ib 3alaaay? Tara ana murtik mo 3adowtik!” she said with a sad expression painting her face.

Yakhy 7arakatich tnarfizny!! Marat tsaween ashyaa mala da3y!!!


Bas madry laish, magdaar a3aa9ib 3alaich


Madry laish etha shftich za3altayy a7is eb shu3ur ghareeeb, lazim akhaleech tibtasmaiin…


Lazim anaseech elza3aaal washofich mibtasmaa!!!


Bas 6ab3an magdar agolaha hal kalam..


“Adry..” was all that came out.


“Latkhaly kil shay enarfizik o ekhalek t3a9ib walla ra7 tit3ab eb 7ayatik,” she whispered as she slowly stroked my hand.

E9ara7a, makan wedyy tgoom.


Makan wedy enha twakher eed’ha…


Allah 3alaich ya Noura li3abtay feeny li3ib!


“Ham adry..” I said.


Wedy a9ar7ha .. wedy agolaha bithab6 ana shnu 7as fee .. bs magdar wallah magdar!! A7is lsany yinribii6 o bs kilma wa7da elly t6la3!


“Ahaam shay 9i7itik, elbajy kila yhoon,” she said with a smile.


Magedaaart!


Magedart ma abtissiiim!! Yakhy walla traaye7!


“Sh’haal zaiin ee ee ebtisiim mo kila mbawiz,” she said while giggling.


Faj2a wela tagri9 khadyyy

La laa matifaqnaa 3ala chthy!!

6a3 hathyy maynoona lail7eeen tith7aaak!!



Wallaa o khalatny ath7aak ma3ahaa


Sawahaa galbyy ya 7abeeby o 7abik ma 6a3iny wana 3an el7ub nahyy!!!

 **I know its short bs hatha elly 6ala3 ma3ay enshalla the next post ekoon a6wal;*

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We had fun during dinner. 9ij enna Mit3eb may7achy bas yalla ana garaagt 6ool elwagt.
At least I got to know him a little better.
We were on our way back to the hotel when Mit3eb asked, “Noura shrayech enmadid hny?”
“Laish?” I asked.
“Bas mashifna edeera o kilish mo mishta6 3ala Venisia,” he said.
“Ee okk 3ala ra7tik,” I said.
“Khosh 3ashan akalimhum al7een wincancel hotel venisia,” he said.
I tried walking next to him; maybe hold his hand but I was too shy.
Well, why not I’m the one always breaking the ice anyway!!
I slowly slipped my hand in his. He tensed up at first, but then he relaxed.
I felt a chill run down my spine. I loved how my hand felt in his.
After talking to the reception, Mit3eb and I finally reached our rooms.
“Ti9baa7 3ala khair,” I said as I reached for my keys in my bag.
“Wintay min ahala,” he said.
Just before I entered my room I heard,
“La7tha Noura,” mit3eb called.
“Amer,” I said with a smile.
He looked at me as a smile tugged on his lips.
“Shrayech uhh tnameen 3endy el yoom?” he asked.
I froze. Kilish matewaqa3t ys2alny hal su2al!!!!! faj2aa galby gaam yergaa3 7aaail chinny raktha sa3a!!!
I just stared at him with my mouth wide open.
Abaaih noura golaay shaay!!!!!
“Bas etha matabeen 3ala ra7tich…” he said.
“Umm.. ee ok abadel o ayeelik,” I said.
“Na6rich,” he said before he entered his room.
.

“Yallaaa please min yeena mari7t el soog ela marra wa7da!!!!” I said.
We just finished breakfast and we were roaming the city discovering new things.
“Laa wallaaaa?? Shlooon? Shloon chthyyy?!” Mit3eb acted shocked.
I leaned in next to him and held his arm, “Yalla please aby ashtry shay 7ag umy 3al aqaal.”
“Walaaaih yallaa ok!! Bs ma6awleen ha?” he warned.
“Ok!!!!” I said enthusiastically.
We walked to the nearest shopping mall and I started doing what I love the most!!
Maskeen Mit3eb kaser kha6ry 7ada mitmalil bs mit7amil o mo ga3ed yet7al6aam o hatha shay ghareeb!! Allaah ytamim 3alaaih!!!
We continued shopping in the clothes section. I found a fabulous white party dress. 7aaail 3jebatnyy lazim ajaribhaa!!
I asked the saleswoman to bring me my size while I waited in the fitting room.
“Mit3eb please eg3ad hny 3ashan etha libast’ha anadeek,” I said pointing at the sofas in the fitting room area.
“Enshalla,” he grunted.
It was a Roland Mouret printed stretch cotton-blend dress. The woman gave me heels to try on along with the dress.
It looked really good on me!! I let my hair down, straightened the dress and then called Mit3eb.
“Ha shrayek,” I asked him.
He just stared at me with his jaw almost touching the floor.
“Haw shfeek mata7achaa??” I asked.
“Shnu hatha? Laykoon ebt6l3een chthyy??” he asked with wide eyes.
“Laaa!! 7ag 3irs aw 7afla chthyy,” I said.
“Madryy ya3ny zain..” he said.
Mit3eb’s POV:
Madryy shloon a3aber!! Nesait shloon a3aber a9lan!
Agoolaha ena 7ilo 3alaiha? Agolaha ena galby shway 3awarny lama shift’ha? Agolaha enna “eyanin” 3ala golat’haaa? Lana jamalhaa yimkin eyaninyy..
“Madryy ya3ny zain,” was all that came out.
Faj2a ga3ed a7is eb masha3er ghareeeeba awal marra a7is feeeha!
“Shaklaa mo 3ajbiik!!!” she said.
Mo 3ajibny??? 7araaaam 3alaaaaich!!!!
“Aham shay ya3jibich,” I said.
“Bas ham abyy ya3jibik!!” she said.
“Eee 7iluu,” I said.
“9ijj???” she asked.
Wallaah
Wallaa el3atheem!!
“Eee!” I said and turned around quickly.
Madry laish magdar agoolaha elly eb galby!!
Noura’s POV:
Waay madry shfee Mit3eb!! Bas ham bakhthaa 7ag milchat Dalal enshalaahh :D
I changed and left the fitting room.  The saleslady already took the dress to the counter so that I would pay for it.
Mit3eb came up to me with his eyebrows furrowed, “Gitlich enna 7ilu bas magitlch ekhthee!!”
I looked at him in confusion.
“Ya3ny ana kalamy mala qeema 3indich???” he asked through clenched teeth.
“Mit3eb ya3ny ana laish mgaysita etha mara7 akhtha??” I stuttered as I asked.
“Shdaraany 3abaly entay t7been tgaysen hdom!!” he said.
HAW!!
“La Mit3eb agayis lihdoom 3ashan ashtreeehum etha 3jboony!!” I said.
Suddenly he chuckled and then looked at me with a straight face, “atghashmar ma3ach shfeech.”
:0

At least you make yourself laugh :)
“Waayy khara3tny,” I said placing a hand on my heart.
“Entay kila mikhtar3a?” he asked.
“Kila min 7arakatik!” I said.
He smiled as he got out his credit card, “Ullaaa!!!!! Wallaa ashtiry bait a7saaly shda3wa ghaly chthy!!”
“Bil3aks si3ra zaain!” I said.
“Eeee mo entay elly btdf3eeen,” he said.
“Haha enta matkhaleeny adfa3 shasawy,” I said.
“Hatha elly nagi9 rayal sh6oly sh3irthy yamich o entay tdf3een, yalla elshakwa la allah,” he said.
“Hahahaa, mashkooor matga9ir rabyy e3awthiik enshallaah!” I said.
“Shda3wa du3a2ich mustajaab!” he said.
“Haaw?”
“Atghamshaar atghashmaar,” he said while chuckling.
“Ok thakirny ma2atsawag ma3ak mara thanyaa,” I said.
“La tukfaaaaainnn Noura lat3athbeenyy zyada, tukfaaain tisawigay ma3ay,” he said.
“Yakirhik,” I said while giggling.
Things are finally looking up. Allah ytamim!!

الحمدلله

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Noura’s POV:

We’re back at the hotel, each one locked in their own room I hope he’s happy. :)


Lazim ekabir el mawthoo3 o e3a9ib!!

My memory took me back a few years ago.


“Refathtaa min9ijichh!! Mat7amal a3eesh ma3a wa7d 3a9aby!” Dalal said.


Kan yay eshofha wa7id esma Ahmad o min awal yoom yayha m3a9ib o nafsa eb khashma.


“Zain etsaween. 9ij eentay chabreeta fa yabelch wa7id emfahy 3ashan tgdron t3eshoon,” Lulu said.


“Way bil3aaks, 7alata erayal ekon 3a9abyy o yghaar 3alaaich e7asisich eb rjoolta,” I said.


“9adgeeny erijola mo bil 3a9abeya!!” Dalal said.


“Adry bs lazim tkon la kilmita lazim e7asisich enna uhwa erayal o uhwa elly kilmita tamshhy!!” I said.


“Nouru enty mara7 t’the3een bethab6 tabeen muwa9afat el typical kuwaity guy,” Lulu said.


“Eee o e9ara7a 3umry mara7 afham shloon etfakreeen!!” Dalal added.


“Haw laishh? Walla y3ny tabeen wa7id mayadry 3anich kilshay tabeena tsaweena mayimni3ich min shay?” I asked.


“Eeeeeee that would be perfect!!” Dalal said with a grin.


“Min9ijichh? Maayghar 3alaich may7asisich enna mihtam wala yis2al 3anich!!” I said.


“Ahh y3ny lazim ekoon 3a9aby 3ashan yihtam o ys2al?” Lulu asked.


“La bs 3a9abeeta tbayin enna uhwa mihtam! O ham 7ada yshawiig lama y3a9ib o tratheena b3daain,” I said.


“9adgeeny Ahmad makan eshawig lama 3a9ab,” Dalal said.


“Ana mo qa9dy el 3a9abeya el ma9kha nafs Ahmad y3ny bismila masawaitay shay, ana aq9id enna etha 9ar shay yiswa mathalan ghala6tay aw shay chthy,” I said.


“I can argue with you forever bs 3umry mara7 aqtini3 eb fikritich,” Dalal said.


“Kaifichh!!” I said.


She doesn’t have to be convinced, it’s my life and it’s my husband I want him to be a certain way.

Ok ana madry laish Mit3eb 3a9ab elyoom, bs akeed fee sabab muqni3.


Wait, no! Wala shay ebarir elly sawa elyoom!


What was I thinking lama kint aby wa7id 3a9aby!!!


All I’m saying is that be careful what you wish for because you just might get it, seriously!!


Kil shay bil7ewar yin7aal!


Ok khal e3a9ib kaiifa bs 3al aqal khal a3aref esabab!!


Allahh kareem!!


I contemplated whether I should talk to him or let it go..


I knocked on Mit3eb’s door.


I can’t let it go!!


“Na3am?” I heard him shout from the other end of the door.


Mo min 9ija!!!


“Aby akalmik,” I said.


“Asmi3ich,” he said.


UGHH!!!


“Magdar akalmik chthyy efta7 el bab!!!” I said.


“Laish?” he asked.


“Waaay Mit3eb enta al7een laish m3a9eb???” I asked.


“Ya3ny matadreen laish?” he asked.


“LAA!!! Ya3ny lo adry chan ma sa2aalt!!” I said a little loudly.


Suddenly the door opens and I stumbled back.


He stood close to me and whispered through clenched teeth, “Hal 7arakat ma7ibha, etha ana kint ma3ach mo ta7greeny witkhaleeny ala7gich min mukan laih mukan.”



I stared at him with my mouth hanging open. My heartbeats accelerated by each passing second. I can feel his breath brushing through my cheeks, that’s how close he stood.

Suddenly I felt hot tears stream down my cheeks; I swear I wasn’t planning to cry!

Mit3eb’s POV:


Gilt hathy shakilhaa maraa7 taskit ella etha 6ala3tlaha!!!


Ok ok, mu fahma wain el ghala6 bl mawthoo33 afahmich ma3indy ay mushkila!!


BAS LAISH TABCHEEEEN?????


Ana 6fartyyy lama elbint tabchyy yakhyy wallaa ma3aref at9araf!!!


Yimkin etha shway shway radaait ghurfity mara7 t7is feeny wan7assh?


“A-asfa makint aqsid akhaleek til7agna,” she whispered.


I just stared at her.


“Yimkin shta6ait ma3a elrayal zyada 3an elizoom,” she said still crying.


She took a step back and turned around.


“La7tha,” I heard myself say.


Ksarat kha6ry..


Walla l3abat’ha 9aa7!!


“Khalas bas lat3edeenha mara thanya..” I said.


“Enshallah,” she whispered, her head was still lowered.


“Ya3ny.. bas ya3ny mala da3y tabcheen..” I said.

Al7eeen shloon akhaleeha twagif bachy!!!

Walla el3atheem 7ady mitwahig..


A part of me wants to hold her.. and the other part wants to run awaaay!


La laa sh’hal 7achyy al7een ehya twagif bachy broo7ha..


Enshalla ma atani7 feeha chthyy..


“Ta3awithay min blees..” I whispered while patting her lightly on the shoulder.


She flinched when I touched her so I quickly removed my hand.


Shway shway radaiit ghurfity o sakart el bab.


Wedyy asawy shay bs madry shnu…. O madry shloon!


Noura’s POV:



Ok 3al aqal 7as shwaya lama bechait!!!


Ana mo no3y abchy 3ala kil shay walla, bs 7ail khara3ny!!


Atwaqa3 enny lazim at3awad 3alaaih wela ra7 at3aaab!!

I went to the bathroom and washed my face. I threw myself on my bed and just stayed there in silence.

I wish I could stop thinking for one minute. I wish I could mute the voices in my head and stay in complete silence.

Just when I closed my eyes, the telephone rang. This is weird the telephone never rings.


“Alo,” I said.


“Hala Noura ..” Mit3eb said.


Haw laish daag?!


“Hala feek,” I replied.


Silence….


“Baghaitt shay?” I asked.


“Uhh ee madry wedich nro7 enafora mara thanya enshofha 3adel?” he asked.


I grinned, “eeee khanroo7!!” I said.


“Yalla badlay,” he ordered.


“Ok.”


I quickly slipped into a white dress and let my hair fall naturally on my shoulders.


I usually tie it into a ponytail, but I figured what just happens calls for a celebration and letting my hair down is my way of celebrating.

I’m a loser like that…

.

6oool e6ireej ga3da amshy yammaa o marrat amshy warra 3ashan maysaweely salfa.


It was almost 6 pm so it was dark outside. We reached the fountain and it was lit up and looked breathtaking.


“Waay mashalaaah tyaanin!!!! A7is there’s too much history behind it!” I said enthusiastically.


“Mhmm,” Mit3eb said.


I know he was bored, but at least he was smiling.


He inserted his hands in his pocket and took out a euro and handed it to me.


“Yallaa wansay 3umrich,” he said pointing at the fountain.


“Haha mara7 tgi6 enta?” I asked.


“Laa a7is shakly ghaby wana agi6,” he said.


“Haw laishhh? Bil3aks yalla ana ma3ak ma3a ba3ath!!” I insisted.


“La laa,” he said crossing his hands on his chest.


“Pleasse 3ashaany!” I begged. I grabbed his hand and pulled him closer to the fountain.


“Yozay ya bint,” he said as a smile slowly tugged on his lips.


“Yallaa, ready?” I asked.


“Ebtalasht wallaa,” he said.


“1, 2 3,” I said and we threw our coins in together.


“What did you wish for,” I asked while giggling.


“Masawait wish min9ijich!! Ma9khireeny zyadaa,” he chuckled.


“Hahahaa!! Yalla aham shay enik ga6ait el euro hathy khu6wa tushkar 3alaiha,” I said.


“Yalla emshay khanro7 enta3asha 7ady yo3aan!” he said looking at me.


I looked back at him and smiled.


We stayed for a second just staring at each other and smiling. I felt like I was in a movie but of course Mit3eb has to ruin it and he quickly turned around.


“Yalla mishaina,” he declared.

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There you go as promised and kept the promise posted BEFORE the end of the week :’)

I’m getting back to this I guess :pEnjoy my lovely readers thankyou for being patient and follow @Madliarq8 on Twitter for updates on the blog ;)



Me: mafeny shay, Namaw?
Dhari: la feech shay… ee namaw
I stayed quite wasn’t in the mood to explain myself at all.
Dhari: laman btgolinly shfech kalmeeny
He got up walked to the door and just before he closes it
Dhari: t9be7in 3ala khair  *shut*
I drifted to sleep and woke up 6 hours later, tried going back to sleep, rolled on my bed but no choice. Got up checked my whatsapps intagram and text Noodie!
Sarah
            Noodie I miss you haven’t seen you for the whole weekend, this sucks please come pick me today we’ll go do something and I’m taking Feda with us and leaving Fares with Dhari. Cant leave both with him, I’ll tell you everything when I see you please reply asap xoxo
6:07am
I got up, tied my hair in a ponytale, washed and prayed then walked out to make myself waffles.
Got out the big bowl and started mixing my ingredients then used the waffle maker, poured myself orange juice took out the Nutella jar and waited for the waffle maker to beep.
When I started eating suddenly a door opened I looked to see Dhari coming out, I quickly got up to change into something suitable. Got my free city pants with a shirt and came back out.
Dhari was making himself coffee with the Nespresso machine while I sat and ate my plate of waffles, it was awkward he didn’t even talk, giving me his back.
I got up washed the plates by the sink, which was inches away from where he was standing, then I cleaned the waffle maker and went back to my room.
I got my laptop and came back to the living room and started looking for Ms. Swans videos they’re the ONLY videos I watch on Youtube because not any of them are worth the wait except for Ms.Swan she’s an exception. (Don’t watch them anymore but you have to etha you never did :o ) I only did that cause I’m bored oh and I put headphones on one ear only :D
Of course the videos were hilarious and I might have been a drama queen while watching them, it was just to grab his attention and I hope it works..
Me: ahahahhaha… *holds the tummy tilts head backwards *
And my earphone was pulled out and it hurt!
I creased my eyebrows in a furious way and he didn’t look back… mo shay ydeed 
I grabbed a pillow and aimed straight at his head!
He turned around mad
Dhari: yahel?
Me: yasalaaam! Enta eta7arash wana elyahel? Wallah esharha mo 3alaik enta esharha 3alay ana ely lail7in ga3da aklmik
I sat up closed my laptop hard causing the screen to hit against the keyboard. I walked to my room threw my stuff on the bed picked out an outfit for Feda and I  and walked to the other room ignoring Dhari completely!
I picked her up slowly held her in my arms she looked too cute I really didn’t want to wake her up but I kinda have to. So I took her to my room woke her up slowly bribed her about getting our nails done and she got too excited ‘poliss’ was all she could say while flashing her nails at me.
I changed fixed my hair and dumped stuff in my bag called Noodie till she woke up but she didn’t so I thought why not walk over? :)
I carried Feda and walked to the apartment door took a key from the hanger and heard
Dhari: wain 3ala al-la-h?
But too late I slammed the door :D *victory * he cares *happy dance *
I put her down and off we went, it was a 15-minute walk till we got to her doorstep.
We knocked rang the doorbell till she woke up with her Kisha all over the place
Noodie: why me? Go to the lovebird
Me: eqeth akraha
I went in and walked past her with Feda following in.
Me: ok sm3ay badg 3ala elsalon bnsawy massage and mani pedi’s! except for Feda is having the longest mani pedi in the history of mani pedi’s :D
Noodie: and your inviting me right?
Me: EEE EEE elmohim ma ajabl wayh Dhari!
Noodie: talk!
I booked our appointments for an hour ahead first.
Then I told her everything she took his side tgool 7aqeera wala chny rfeejat’ha…
In the car with Feda all quiet and whiney asking about Fares till we changed the subject to what color she was applying and she got excited again!
We got to the only place here with a decent salon we did our massages and our nails applied nailpolish oh and did I mention Dhari didn’t call or text  we passed by Toys r Us got a puzzle and toys for Noodie’s apartment to keep Feda busy and headed back.
Noodie: where’s the “machbous” it’s freakin’ 5 pm! Ya 7mara
Me: 3aib maygolon 7mara 3eqaban lech entay te6be5in!
I moved away because I think I burned the chicken and the rice wasn’t cooked and I rinsed it already :$
……
Noodie: akeed l2ank 5rbteeh!
Me: saway shay thany wentay sakta
Maskeena she was the only one hungry Feda ate chips, chocolate and drank milk.
We had our lunch watched a movie played hide and seek with Feda till the clock striked 9pm and I asked Noodie to drop us back.
I walked in the apartment with Feda in my arms and the place was quite I guess they’re out somewhere having their “day out” as men.
We changed into our pj’s, F and I and sat on the sofa with Feda’s head on my lap drinking her milk and hanging on to her quilt.
Before I knew It, I was fast asleeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
I woke up to see Dhari carrying Feda trying to cover me with a blanket.
6ab3an girls love being drama queens…
I got up ga6ayt el kambal 3al ar’9 and went to my room.
A minute later I was tucking myself in to see that he barged in
Me: mo chethy edar3emon next time t6g elbab
7garny dash el 7amam o 6la3 madry sh5atha
The next day I woke up to see the kids running around, screaming happily then it hit me, Nora and Aziz are coming back tonight!

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Sorry.
is all I have to say.
Posting another soon Enshallah and when i say soon i mean it this time :p
Enjoy 



What! LAAA YA3NY JAD HL ASHYA2 ELY TE6LA3 MNA FAJ2A TA9DEMNY ::


Fa allah esalmkom sawayt rou7y mtan7a o chny masema3t.


Me: Ha?
Dhari: salamtich
Me: mmm ok
I figured Dhari’s was thinking about our future and not actually into the Tv since it was Sesame Street -.-


We stayed there physically watching with the kids but mentally deep in our thoughts.  I do love Dhari, and I know he loves me too but it seems that he doesn’t know how to show me that.
Today he loves me, tomorrow
 He doesn’t care, tonight I’m
Special, next week I’m nothing
This was exactly how I felt, I don’t know what to expect, when and why. I’m confused.
Suddenly the kids started screaming and running around this is what brought me back to reality, I looked up at Dhari who still had is arms around me. His head was tilted backwards.
Ambaih 7abeeby te3ab wohwa efaker bl mostaqbal el shayiq 

I stood on the couch slowly and held his arm so it doesn’t fall and wake him up, I looked down and he was sound asleeeep.
I sat back down placed my hand on his chest and started repeating his name
Me: Dhari Dhari Dhari Dhari
I kept repeating and looked down at my thighs…
Dhari: bas bas bas shno bal3a radio!
Me: eee goum! *I said as I smiled *

haw shfeeh hatha shsawayt :/
He got up to stretch and walked to the room he sat on the side on the bed and he kids in the middle playing with their Ipad, punching hard on that screen.
I stood in the doorway for a bit then walked to my room to get my pj’s and I decided to sleep in the room with the cribs and tell Dhari to sleep in my room I just didn’t feel like sharing a bet, especially after the nightmare and how embarrassing it was. Plus I admit it is inappropriate :)
You see I am a person that cares about culture, religious beliefs, values and all even though I’ve lived far away from the country doesn’t mean my mom never taught me what was right from wrong. Not to mention I’ve kept that clean and I don’t want to ruin it right now.
I came back into the room holding my pj’s and they were all the same way I left them!
Me: *in a quite tone * Mmm Dhari troo7 etnam eb dary?
Enshallah ma yes2al why!


Dhari: ok.
Ok qathny you know how sometimes people answer you coldly and you just want to walk over to them and punch them haardd in the face! That was just how I felt right there! And I kindof wanted him to ask why (covers face with a blanket)


I decided to let it go show him that I didn’t care, I seriously don’t know what’s wrong with me but he’s being annoying right?
While I was still standing in the doorway he walked past me, shoulders hit mine and walked to my room ;O
Dhari: tara Aziz o Noura you9lon 3gb bacher belail
Me: adry
I didn’t know but I just wanted to shut him up I guess :D
….
Finally it was time to sleep I changed the kidss into their gap pj’s they’re the cutest ever! I LOVE THEM.
I covered them with their quilts
Gave them their milk
Told 2 bedtime stories one in English the other in Arabic
Tried ignoring them
Acted as if I was asleep
And they wouldn’t sleep!
They would ask about Dhari, and that they want him to put them to bed :)
Well guess what no uncle Dhari in bed tonight, I shouted at them and made them lay down forcefully then they started crying and said between sobbs ‘mahebich’ ‘abe amy Dharii’ .
Ok so I’m the aunt here kids you know that man is a stranger you’re not related to him… okay I’m jealous.
So I got up left them there, walked to where Dhari was sleeping barged into the room and said
Me: switch rooms
I walked to the side that was less occupied and I could see that he was looking at me like ‘what has got into that brat’.
But seriously I couldn’t careless


Dhari walked out leaving the door open; I shut my eyelids and had my phone in my hands.
I thought


and thought…


and thought…


and thought…


and thought…


and thought…


and thought.


About that one person of course no one else.

I felt my phone being pulled out on my hand and the bed mattress wasn’t straight like it usually is…guess what?
Dhari sat on my side so close to my tummy. I opened my eyes slowly to see him right there exactly how I’d pictured him a seconds ago.
Dhari: shfeech?



I know it’s short bas i didnt mention before 3ashan mat7esoun :D

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Awalan a7ib ashkr jojo w GWP w annonys 3ala tashjeee3huum…  Madry shasamy wela khala9ta.. Madry etha a7ad ga3d yegra bs im gonna post chood eyeni inspiration 
تبي تعرف مدى غلاك ؟ حط اسمي يم اسمك وتشوف حروفي تعانق حروفك 

To be continued …. ;p