Hey everyone
i know i was suppose to post a long time ago but i didn't :s *hands on face*
i don't have a good excuse for being this late
especially since i have, up until now, been a bad blogger
all i can say is the weekend i was suppose to post in was busy and a mess because i spent it worrying about my flight back to kuwait and packing etc and then from sunday to tuesday afteroon i didn't sleep ila ymkn 2 hours bcz i was going back and forth from home to airport then finally got on a flight and had to stay in dubai for 7 freakin hours without any sleep because i was got to the point where i was so tired i just couldn't sleep and i was too worried and stressed out and i just wanted to get home even if i had to walk the way!
basically those 3 days i was close to having a nervous breakdown, i was so frustrated!
and most of you probably wont get hows its like the first few days after coming home but they're pretty hectic and i just haven't had the time to write at all even when i'm actually home!!
i haven't finished the post and i keep changing it cause i think something else would be better
i wont make promises to when im going to post l2na i might break that promise and i've been a very bad blogger already!
i really am sorry because i made a commitment to you guys ina aktb this story regularly and everyone who is reading would like this to know where this story is heading and whats happening and i havent been able to give you that :s
i hope you guys still are interested in the story and do continue reading because i have it all planned out and inshala ra7 ta3jbkum
once again im so sorry about this :s
inshala ra7 tlgon post soon
im going to try and write now since mako a7ad at home (especially since my niece and nephew are at school and my youngest nephew is napping so its dead quiet and i might get a bit of writing done before they come home and attack me) ;p
thanks for those of you who commented on my posts even and for those who are still waiting for my posts
love u all :***
P.S. anonymous commenters pls put down an initial, letter, name, anything bs 3ashan a3arf mno intaw, i'd love to know who is commenting :***
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Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Tuesday, December 07, 2010
Pearl Chapter 6: Blood stains
I know im late bs my weekend was busy to be honest
On what was suppose to be another regular day, Yousef had just come back from court. They had a hearing in the morning about a case he was handing where a 30 year old woman wanted to get a divorce from her abusive husband and he was refusing to give her one. He had to admit it was hard to put forward enough evidence and reasons for the judge to rule in her favor but after weeks of hard work and after convincing her family members to be witnesses to the aftermath of one of his episodes, since the woman never went to the hospital and after being punched in the face in court and being accused of having an affair with the woman by her mad now ex-husband, it was worth the work he put into it knowing that he saved a woman and her unborn child from a lifetime of misery.
He went straight to his office and just as Rasha greeted him with a smile, it immediately faded away when the saw the blood running down his face and staining the collar of his shirt. "I'm fine mafeeni shay bs law sama7tay yeebli a towel, some water and some ice, ana eb maktebi" Rasha was so surprised she couldn't even say anything back and was just nodding away.
Yousef sat on his office couch trying to block out any pain that was shooting through his facial muscles and bones. A few minutes late Rasha knocks, walks in and closes the door behind knowing Yousef wouldn't want anyone seeing him like this "Sh9ar bl ma7kama?" Yousef let out a sigh "7mdila fzna il8atheya..." Rasha didn't understand how he could be bleeding when he won the case "Ok 3yal sh9ar fek? laish wayhek chthe?"
"3ugb ma il8athe gal ina he's giving her the divorce her husband went mad and jumped me w ga3d ygwl ina we're having an affair w ina ana abeha 3shan chthe 5thait il8atheya w mn hal 7achy...It's nothing, ilrayal en8ahar ina magdar he gets what he wnats this time..." As Yousef use the towel and bowl of water to carefully clean away the blood he explained what happened. "Tbeni akansl mwa3eedk for the day w ta5the the rest of the day off?" Yousef cringed as he placed the ice pack on his cheek "aaa77.. ummm shno mwa3eedy for the day?"
"3ndek maw3ed ma3a a new client at 12, he made this appointment a month ago, im not sure what his case is about exactly. Then you have an appointment at 1 with the father that filed for child custody, he isn't going to take long just said he wants to drop off a few paper work and ask a few question then leave so i made an appointment at 1.45 for Zaina from the marketing department case, she said she found a the paper work you asked for last time."
Yousef sat there staring into space until he heard Zaina's name and he quickly snapped out of it. As much as she wanted to cancel the first two appointments and just see Zaina, he didn't want Rasha to have a reason to be suspicious of anything. "La 5ala9 latkanslen shay bs itha 5ala9t mn awal appointment early call the other two and ask if they can come in earlier, ymkn ngdar en5al9 w enrd embacher ilyoum..."
Yousef got ready for his first appointment and did a few paper work as he waited for his new client. To say he wasn't in a good a mood at all wouldn't be enough. He was in a bit of pain and a while ago he noticed that his forearm was unbelievably painful and thats when he realized that also took a punch there as he tried to hold the maniac to the wall to restrain him.
At 12:05 Rasha informed him that his client was here and if he was ready to see him. He told her to let him in. Yousef stood up immediately and shook his head to get rid of all the negativity he had in his mind, put on a huge smile and walked towards the door to greet his client. Just as he opened his office door he saw a man who was around his 30's walking towards him with a smile on his face but with the saddest eyes he has ever seen. "ilsalam 3laikum..tfathal" Yousef did what he does with every client by trying to make then feel at home "w 3laikum ilsalam, dam fathlek..." The men shook hands as they introduced themselves.
"Gwle o5oy Bader, shno agdar asa3dek fe?" Yousef was trying to sound as professional as he can at the moment. He was too tired to keep this formal and just felt like having a little normal chat with the man would be easier than to do the usual. "Walla madre shgwlek, ana brw7e mn7rj laish yait w a7s mafroth ma aswe hal shay bs est5art cham marra w lgait nafse ga3d aswe ilshay ili a7s 9a7 w ra7 yray7ne."
To say Yousef was intrigued to know what his story is was an understatement. This man's eyes was telling Yousef that something has happened and he has been keeping it to himself for so long he's been beating himself for it. "Gwl ili yray7ek.. ana mawjod 3ashan asa3dek w aswe ili agdar 3laih 3shan trta7..." Yousef leaned over his desk and rest on his elbows as he looked at Bader waiting for him to start talking.
Bader on the other hand was fidgeting and was nervous. He opened his mouth to speak a couple of times but he would hesitate and stop himself. After a couple of attempts Bader finally gave up and stood up from his seat excusing himself "Ana asf ina thay3t wakt bs...aaah... ee77mm.. esma7ly lazm amshee..." Yousef immediately got up and walked up to him "La7tha u5oy, shno ili '3ayar rayek faj2a?? inta yait w w9alt lai ihne w embayn mn 3yonek ina 3ndk wayd 7ache wdek etgwle fa tkalam gool shno ;8atheetk ymkn trta7 w ngdar en7elha ma3a ba3ath..."
All Bader could do was look at Yousef. He could tell the words Yoused just spoke were genuine and he truly meant them, he really wants to help him but he just can't bring himself to say what he has been keeping to himself for so long. They both just stood there in the doorway just looking at each other, Bader trying to make the right decision and Yousef waiting for him to make the right decision of coming back in and letting him take on his case. "Ana asf, ensa ina yaitlek... mashkoor w matga9r bs mako shay tgdar etsa3edni fe..."
And with that Bader walked out leaving both Yousef and Rasha dumbfounded not knowing what just hit them "Aaahhh.... what was that about??" Rasha didn't know if something was said or done in there but the client seemed unsatisfied which is never a good sign. "Walla madre, n6arta ygwle shno salfta bs faj2a '3ayar raya and he decided to leave. Bs hal rayal fe shay, there is something about him that is making me want to run after him and demand an explanation." Yousef shook his head and snapped out of it "Dgaitay 3ala my next appointments w jadamtehum?"
"Ee estath mafroth your next appointment comes in after about 30 minutes." In other words she was assuring him that they will be going home early today. "Ok 3yal ana eb maktebi lama yo9al 5al ytfathal 3nde 3la 6ool."
As Yousef walked back into his office and shut the door behind him, thoughts of laying down on the couch and just resting for a while were filling up his head so he did exactly that. He wasn't going to sleep or anything, just lay down for a while since he is in no mood to do any paper work.
Yousef found himself thinking about Bader and what kind of story he might be hiding. As a lawyer he has seen a large variety of cases so he couldn't help but wonder that Bader's story might just be one of the bad ones. A few minutes later he didn't know how or why but his trail of thoughts suddenly changed and instead of thinking about Bader he was thinking about the beach and this beautiful weather they are experiencing at this time of year. He couldn't really put his finger on until but something about this thought was very weird. He couldn't quiet grasp it until.....
Until he felt something on his cheek right were he got punched.. It was soft and also warm. He opened his eyes to as he reached for his cheek but to his surprised he jumped out of his place and quickly sat up as he tried to register what is going on.
He saw this angelic face that had an unbelievably worried look on her face who stepped back as he sat up and tried to absorb everything "Sorry but you didn't hear me coming and you were bleeding and it looked painful and sorry to wake you up but i couldn't just leave the blood to stream down your cheek and..."
"Its ok don't worry about it... I wasn't sleeping, just resting... Oh god is this bleeding AGAIN??" Yousef placed his index and middle finger on his cheek and looked at them as he saw the red blood on the tip of his fingers then looked back at Zaina "Shfech chthe m5tar3a chnech shayfa yeny?" Yousef still didn't realized that she has no idea what happened earlier this morning and even more so he didn't realize that she was early, in fact very early.
"Mu shayfa yeny bs shayfa a7ad jdamy wayha fe dam and a huge bruise and im wondering how on earth could something like this happen, i'm kind of worried as well." Zaina continues to slowing clean away the blood that was trailing down his cheek. Yousef though that he was for sure dreaming but this felt so real! "Your early..." The first thing he could think of saying was that. To think he could have come up with something better but no. "Umm.. Yeah Rasha told me you finished your first appointment early and your second appointment cancelled and asked if i could come in earlier, soo here i am..."
She was so close to him he couldn't think. His might was cloudy and her scent running through his blood was making it even harder for him to try and come up with something nice to say "Its ok i'll clean this up, thanks anyways, you don't have to do this." He couldn't handle being so close to her so he got up and walked to the other side of the room. He hasn't known her for so long but she is pulling him in deep. "Shda3wa maswait shay... you look like your really hurt w 3la 7athek ana 3nde shahadat first aid so i can get this cleaned for you lo tajls eb mkanek shway bs..."
Zaina had no idea what affect she has on him. She had no idea she had any affect on him what so ever. All Yousef kept thinking about as she walked towards him was we're family Yousef, family, your working together, this isn't right. Zaina reached for his face one more time and slightly stood on her toes to reach him since he wasn't wearing heels. AAAHH screw work and wrong and right, i can't take this anymore..............
I had uni work to do
i had training on tuesday thursday and friday for a trampolining competition
i was trainingg for 3 hours on friday and i had to go shopping for things emwa9eeni 3laihum
i had the competition on saturday and i was in so much pain and my muscles were aching i was dragging myself around
i couldn't get out of bed on sunday! thats how much my body was aching
Buutt was worth it! i got second place and i also got gold for the northern english universities trampolining league!!
Uni is screwing with us! they're cancelling classes from last week after we get to uni instead of putting an announcement online because of the snow and now labs are being cancelled because there is no gas!
Basically its a joke!!!
But because my lab was canceled today and i finished my stuff early i thought i would post for my lovely readers!!
enjoooyy!! xoxoxo
PS sorry if there is any grammar/spelling mistakes, i have an essay i have to start and emt7an lazm adrsla :lOn what was suppose to be another regular day, Yousef had just come back from court. They had a hearing in the morning about a case he was handing where a 30 year old woman wanted to get a divorce from her abusive husband and he was refusing to give her one. He had to admit it was hard to put forward enough evidence and reasons for the judge to rule in her favor but after weeks of hard work and after convincing her family members to be witnesses to the aftermath of one of his episodes, since the woman never went to the hospital and after being punched in the face in court and being accused of having an affair with the woman by her mad now ex-husband, it was worth the work he put into it knowing that he saved a woman and her unborn child from a lifetime of misery.
He went straight to his office and just as Rasha greeted him with a smile, it immediately faded away when the saw the blood running down his face and staining the collar of his shirt. "I'm fine mafeeni shay bs law sama7tay yeebli a towel, some water and some ice, ana eb maktebi" Rasha was so surprised she couldn't even say anything back and was just nodding away.
Yousef sat on his office couch trying to block out any pain that was shooting through his facial muscles and bones. A few minutes late Rasha knocks, walks in and closes the door behind knowing Yousef wouldn't want anyone seeing him like this "Sh9ar bl ma7kama?" Yousef let out a sigh "7mdila fzna il8atheya..." Rasha didn't understand how he could be bleeding when he won the case "Ok 3yal sh9ar fek? laish wayhek chthe?"
"3ugb ma il8athe gal ina he's giving her the divorce her husband went mad and jumped me w ga3d ygwl ina we're having an affair w ina ana abeha 3shan chthe 5thait il8atheya w mn hal 7achy...It's nothing, ilrayal en8ahar ina magdar he gets what he wnats this time..." As Yousef use the towel and bowl of water to carefully clean away the blood he explained what happened. "Tbeni akansl mwa3eedk for the day w ta5the the rest of the day off?" Yousef cringed as he placed the ice pack on his cheek "aaa77.. ummm shno mwa3eedy for the day?"
"3ndek maw3ed ma3a a new client at 12, he made this appointment a month ago, im not sure what his case is about exactly. Then you have an appointment at 1 with the father that filed for child custody, he isn't going to take long just said he wants to drop off a few paper work and ask a few question then leave so i made an appointment at 1.45 for Zaina from the marketing department case, she said she found a the paper work you asked for last time."
Yousef sat there staring into space until he heard Zaina's name and he quickly snapped out of it. As much as she wanted to cancel the first two appointments and just see Zaina, he didn't want Rasha to have a reason to be suspicious of anything. "La 5ala9 latkanslen shay bs itha 5ala9t mn awal appointment early call the other two and ask if they can come in earlier, ymkn ngdar en5al9 w enrd embacher ilyoum..."
Yousef got ready for his first appointment and did a few paper work as he waited for his new client. To say he wasn't in a good a mood at all wouldn't be enough. He was in a bit of pain and a while ago he noticed that his forearm was unbelievably painful and thats when he realized that also took a punch there as he tried to hold the maniac to the wall to restrain him.
At 12:05 Rasha informed him that his client was here and if he was ready to see him. He told her to let him in. Yousef stood up immediately and shook his head to get rid of all the negativity he had in his mind, put on a huge smile and walked towards the door to greet his client. Just as he opened his office door he saw a man who was around his 30's walking towards him with a smile on his face but with the saddest eyes he has ever seen. "ilsalam 3laikum..tfathal" Yousef did what he does with every client by trying to make then feel at home "w 3laikum ilsalam, dam fathlek..." The men shook hands as they introduced themselves.
"Gwle o5oy Bader, shno agdar asa3dek fe?" Yousef was trying to sound as professional as he can at the moment. He was too tired to keep this formal and just felt like having a little normal chat with the man would be easier than to do the usual. "Walla madre shgwlek, ana brw7e mn7rj laish yait w a7s mafroth ma aswe hal shay bs est5art cham marra w lgait nafse ga3d aswe ilshay ili a7s 9a7 w ra7 yray7ne."
To say Yousef was intrigued to know what his story is was an understatement. This man's eyes was telling Yousef that something has happened and he has been keeping it to himself for so long he's been beating himself for it. "Gwl ili yray7ek.. ana mawjod 3ashan asa3dek w aswe ili agdar 3laih 3shan trta7..." Yousef leaned over his desk and rest on his elbows as he looked at Bader waiting for him to start talking.
Bader on the other hand was fidgeting and was nervous. He opened his mouth to speak a couple of times but he would hesitate and stop himself. After a couple of attempts Bader finally gave up and stood up from his seat excusing himself "Ana asf ina thay3t wakt bs...aaah... ee77mm.. esma7ly lazm amshee..." Yousef immediately got up and walked up to him "La7tha u5oy, shno ili '3ayar rayek faj2a?? inta yait w w9alt lai ihne w embayn mn 3yonek ina 3ndk wayd 7ache wdek etgwle fa tkalam gool shno ;8atheetk ymkn trta7 w ngdar en7elha ma3a ba3ath..."
All Bader could do was look at Yousef. He could tell the words Yoused just spoke were genuine and he truly meant them, he really wants to help him but he just can't bring himself to say what he has been keeping to himself for so long. They both just stood there in the doorway just looking at each other, Bader trying to make the right decision and Yousef waiting for him to make the right decision of coming back in and letting him take on his case. "Ana asf, ensa ina yaitlek... mashkoor w matga9r bs mako shay tgdar etsa3edni fe..."
And with that Bader walked out leaving both Yousef and Rasha dumbfounded not knowing what just hit them "Aaahhh.... what was that about??" Rasha didn't know if something was said or done in there but the client seemed unsatisfied which is never a good sign. "Walla madre, n6arta ygwle shno salfta bs faj2a '3ayar raya and he decided to leave. Bs hal rayal fe shay, there is something about him that is making me want to run after him and demand an explanation." Yousef shook his head and snapped out of it "Dgaitay 3ala my next appointments w jadamtehum?"
"Ee estath mafroth your next appointment comes in after about 30 minutes." In other words she was assuring him that they will be going home early today. "Ok 3yal ana eb maktebi lama yo9al 5al ytfathal 3nde 3la 6ool."
As Yousef walked back into his office and shut the door behind him, thoughts of laying down on the couch and just resting for a while were filling up his head so he did exactly that. He wasn't going to sleep or anything, just lay down for a while since he is in no mood to do any paper work.
Yousef found himself thinking about Bader and what kind of story he might be hiding. As a lawyer he has seen a large variety of cases so he couldn't help but wonder that Bader's story might just be one of the bad ones. A few minutes later he didn't know how or why but his trail of thoughts suddenly changed and instead of thinking about Bader he was thinking about the beach and this beautiful weather they are experiencing at this time of year. He couldn't really put his finger on until but something about this thought was very weird. He couldn't quiet grasp it until.....
Until he felt something on his cheek right were he got punched.. It was soft and also warm. He opened his eyes to as he reached for his cheek but to his surprised he jumped out of his place and quickly sat up as he tried to register what is going on.
He saw this angelic face that had an unbelievably worried look on her face who stepped back as he sat up and tried to absorb everything "Sorry but you didn't hear me coming and you were bleeding and it looked painful and sorry to wake you up but i couldn't just leave the blood to stream down your cheek and..."
"Its ok don't worry about it... I wasn't sleeping, just resting... Oh god is this bleeding AGAIN??" Yousef placed his index and middle finger on his cheek and looked at them as he saw the red blood on the tip of his fingers then looked back at Zaina "Shfech chthe m5tar3a chnech shayfa yeny?" Yousef still didn't realized that she has no idea what happened earlier this morning and even more so he didn't realize that she was early, in fact very early.
"Mu shayfa yeny bs shayfa a7ad jdamy wayha fe dam and a huge bruise and im wondering how on earth could something like this happen, i'm kind of worried as well." Zaina continues to slowing clean away the blood that was trailing down his cheek. Yousef though that he was for sure dreaming but this felt so real! "Your early..." The first thing he could think of saying was that. To think he could have come up with something better but no. "Umm.. Yeah Rasha told me you finished your first appointment early and your second appointment cancelled and asked if i could come in earlier, soo here i am..."
She was so close to him he couldn't think. His might was cloudy and her scent running through his blood was making it even harder for him to try and come up with something nice to say "Its ok i'll clean this up, thanks anyways, you don't have to do this." He couldn't handle being so close to her so he got up and walked to the other side of the room. He hasn't known her for so long but she is pulling him in deep. "Shda3wa maswait shay... you look like your really hurt w 3la 7athek ana 3nde shahadat first aid so i can get this cleaned for you lo tajls eb mkanek shway bs..."
Zaina had no idea what affect she has on him. She had no idea she had any affect on him what so ever. All Yousef kept thinking about as she walked towards him was we're family Yousef, family, your working together, this isn't right. Zaina reached for his face one more time and slightly stood on her toes to reach him since he wasn't wearing heels. AAAHH screw work and wrong and right, i can't take this anymore..............
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Pearl Chapter 5: Doorways
Ok i looked for any actress/model/singer that i can think off to show you guys what Zaina kind of looks like. This is what i could find. The only thing that's different is the eyes, Zaina has sparkling brown eyes and that she has longer hair.
This is work Zaina:
This is casual Zaina:
They're all the same person even though it might not look like it is :p
Anyywayyzzz here's the post!!and also excuse any grammar and spelling mistakes i can already look at the screen right now ;p
Previously:
Yes, Yousef was being cheeky but for a good cause, he wanted Zaina to lighten up and know it isn't really a big deal, after all it was just water. "Umm... ok.. thank you, i just feel like i have to say sorry again.." Yousef took a step closer until he close enough to her but not so close that he would freak her out, looked deep into her eyes and simply just said "If you say sorry again then i will take it personally and i will take back my forgiveness."Zaina couldn't do anything. She stopped breathing and just looked back into those beautiful dark eyes that were complemented by those thick eyelashes and just bit on her lower lip not knowing what to say or do. Yousef shifted his eyes down to her lips, as much as he didn't want to, he just couldn't help the effect she had on him. Out of habit, Zaina lifted her right arm and just held onto her lower lip and looked down. Yousef's heart was beating a million times a second, as he thought he was the luckiest man alive to have a woman that has a huge unknown effect on him in his house. He looked at how her cheeks turned crimson red and was just about to reach up when he heard a very familiar song being hummed. When he used to hear that person humming that particular song, it used to lighten up his world but at that moment in time, he just wanted to scream at his lost chance to actually connect with Zaina outside of the work space......
Yousef unwillingly moved away from Zaina real quickly and walked to the other side of the counter all the while Zaina was eyeing him and looking at his sudden change in character. She doesn't know him too well but she noticed the change. "Zaainnaa...." Yousef looked up and watched at how Zaina's head snapped when she heard, then saw Reem walking into the kitchen. Her head was moving back and forth looking at Yousef then at Reem then back at Yousef. Her face was expressionless. Yousef examined her as she attempted to put the loose ends together.
"Shfech 6awltay..oohh Yousef aahhh i see you've met the lovely big brother!" Reem waltzed in with her bubbly aura. Zaina opened her mouth to speak but hesitated as just stuttered "Eee we have! a9lan we met mn gabl, im working on a case for their company she is part of the team I'm working along side with..." Yousef said that like he had just won the grand million dollar prize. "aahhaa!! i see! explains a lot! Ta3aaal! shno hatha ili 3ala your trousers! Shmsweeee shaklek ytha7k!" Reem just pointed out the water Yousef has on his trousers that Zaina spilt all over him and was laughing as all sorts of explanation began to run through her head for why his trouser are wet.
"Chub yalla!!..." He gave Reem a stern look that made a chill run up and down Zaina's back but all Reem did was stand there with one raised eyebrow and a hand on her hip staring back at him "6a7 ilglass mn eedi w ktait ili may 3laiy... there's nothing funny about that.. you've done it more than enough times in the past month" Yousef chuckled at how Reem's cheeks turned pink at the remark, then looked at Zaina, gave her a heart warming wink and walked out of the kitchen making his way up to his room to change.
He threw is wet pants into his dirty clothes basket as we pulled out a pair of navy blue HCO sweatpants. Yousef couldn't stop thinking about her, the eyes and her lips. He was being lustful, he was just mesmerized by her beauty. He doesn't know what it is but something about her is making his heart skip a beat every time the thought of her pops into his mind.
Yousef freshened up a bit and prayed before making his way back downstairs to the family. He couldn't help but wonder if Reem and Zaina were in the living room or not. Yousef decided to do something he never thought he would ever do. He took his blackberry and sent a blackberry message to Reem.
Yousef 8:37pm: Where r u??
Yousef 8:43pm: PING
PING
PING
Reem 8:45pm: Whats with the pings maann!!! im in the living room with the fam!
Reem 8:46pm: Wainek??
Yousef 8:48pm: Making my way down now
Reem 8:49pm: shno knt tabe?
Yousef 8:50pm: Wla shay 5ala9, i'm fine *hug*
Reem 8:51pm: Weirdoooo
Yousef 8:52pm: Fataasss
Reem 8:53pm: :@ ba9er a7s mnek w mara7 ard 3laik... just come down, mom just
asked about where u r
Yousef walked in as he received that last bbm, just as he turned his phone to silent he looked up to find the only empty seat next to Lulu so he went and plopped down on the couch next to her and picked her up placing her on his lap and started to tickle her. He already know it works. After a couple of chuckles he stopped and just sat there with lulu on his lap and her head rested on his chest as they both listened to the different conversations that were going on around the room.
"Yousef tadre ina Lulu awal mara tg3ad 3nd sha59 mat3arfa..." Yousef turned his head to look for the person who made that statement. His memory was now working overtime as he tried to put the right name to the face to make sure that he doesn't say the wrong name. "9j???" It was Rakan, Lulu's uncle and Zaina's brother. "Eee walla, ilsha59 ilwa7eed ili Lulu tg3ad 3nda ktha '3air uhma ehya Zaina.. awal mara ashofha ktha ma3a ay sha59 thany..." Zaina's eyes shifted to their conversation as she heard her name then looked at Yousef and Lulu. Those brown eyes of hers lit up and began to sparkle as she smiled at Lulu. As if it was a sign, Lulu quickly gave Yousef a hug and jumped off his lap and ran to Zaina as she curled up in her arms.
Y'3ar galbe mn kther mat7bk ilnas
w mn 6ebk a3ther kl mnhu y7bek
madam kl ilnas abek trfa3 ilras
ana awal ensan wgaf yft5rbk
All Yousef did the rest of the night was watch Zaina, he couldn't stop staring at her, he couldn't take his eyes of her. She was pulling him in and there was nothing he could do about it. After a while Lulu fell asleep in Zaina's arms so she picked her up to take her to one of the room upstairs. Reem offered to carry her but Zaina said its ok and that she was as light as a feather.
Yousef left the living room a few seconds after her in attempt to catch up to her and to insist on helping Lulu. He knew she wouldn't accept but it was worth a shot. He caught up with right before she went up the stairs and he quickly stood in front of her. "3a6eeni ashelha 3anch up the stairs..." It wasn't a question it was more of an order "Its ok i've got her, 3ade walla mt3awda..." Yousef stood there not budging with is arms extended out waiting. Zaina knew argueing with him was going to be useless so she gave in and handed Lulu over then followed him upstairs.
After placing Lulu in the guest bedroom, Zaina tucked her in and made sure she was still fast asleep as Yousef stood leaning on the doorway waiting "Your so good with her..." He couldn't not give her that compliment because it was true, she treats her so well and loves her so much it shows so clearly. Zaina turned back to him as Yousef turned around to face her. Zaina looked through the door to Lulu and smiled "Thank you, i love her so much she has taken my heart away and deserves everything i do for her...she is best thing that ever..."
Yousef once again took a step closer to her "I hope there is some left from that heart of yours for someone else to take..." He had a smirk on his face and a twinkle in his eyes. He noticed the confusion building up in her eyes and he knew he hit home. Yousef doesn't know why but for some reason, Zaina took a step closer to him "What do you mean by someone else???"
"You know... like a husband and kids... a family of your own someday." Zaina wasn't the flirty type, or the girl with the multiple boyfriend type. She doesn't have anything against it, she just doesn't think its the right thing for and it would never work out. Yousef saw her biting her lower lip again. Is that a thing she does out or nervousness, he doesn't know but she looks so cute doing that. He shuffled a bit closer. Not intending to do anything, just wanting to be closer to her as he scent was pulling him in "Or do you not want that?"
"That is.....none of your business Mr." She looked him in the eyes, placed her palm on his chest and pushed him back making him back off then walked away....leaving him dumbfounded.... again...
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Pearl Chapter 4: Habits
Mafroth i post this ams but i didn't have it quiet ready
Some of you might not think this is regualr posts
But for now i think one post a week is good? *fingers crossed*
I does take me all week to write one post sometimes because i am squeezing it in between studying breaks.
Sorry if some of think this isn't quick enough but i don't want to give you the same reasons over and over again bs walla ina uni is draining the energy out of me :s
Welll.... here is part 4, ENJOOOY!! :*** Previously:
"Eee Rasha 5ala9 tgdren tamshen, asf a25rtech ilyoum ma3ay.." Yousef looked at his watch and was surprised to see it was already 6pm "Ma3lai, hatha shu'3ly 3ade..i'll stay for as long s you need me" Rasha said goodbye to Zaina and made her way out of the office. "Ana asf Zaina ina a25rtech ilyoum 3an ilbait, akeed you have your own plans." Her smiles was the most beautiful thing he was see on this earth. "La walla ma3nde plans wla shay, Im actually going to be just in time for tea with my parents gabl ma aroo7 from my daily run." Good, she isn't married, everything i thought of would have been completely inappropriate. "5ala9 3ayal you shouldn't be late, ba3dain ygwlon your job is keeping you away from you family" Zaina gave out a little chuckle and it was so cute Yousef had a grin on his face. "Inshala, enshofk 3ala 5air 3ayal and i hope the things i brought were useful and if you need anything else don't hesitate to call." They shook hands and said goodbye. As Zaina left, Yousef crashed on his couch and just sat there inhaling the air in the room that was filled with her intoxicating flowery scent.
It was the weekend. The weather was gorgeous and everyone was beginning to spend their evenings and spare time outdoors at cafes, restaurants or just public places. Yousef was out with a couple of his friends on Saturday evening for a cup of coffee at Casper & Gambini. He was looking forward to a little break from all the cases that were piling up on his desk. They got a table outside and settled down after ordering their drinks and desserts. As the guyz chatted about random things and catching up on what each of them has going on, Yousef heard the laughter of a little girl that was grabbing his attention. At first he just smiled at the sound of her laughter, after a couple more giggles he turned around to take a look at the what was making a little girl laugh so hard only to be surprised at what he saw.
At first he just thought it was a mother with her little girl having a bit of fun until the woman pulled back the strand of hair that was covering her face and tucked it behind her ear as she was crouched down and continued to tickle the little girl that was sitting in her stroller. Yousef smiled, he can recognize that profile from anywhere. Another woman was walking towards them with two coffee cups in her hands and as soon as the little girl caught a glimpse of her she let out a very cute "Maamaaa help mee! Auntie Zaina mat5aleeni!" Zaina began to giggle as she kissed the little girl on the crown of her head before standing up.
Yes, it was Zaina, but today Yousef noticed something different about her. She was dressed more casually in dark skinny jeans and a dark purple juicy couture jacket with a plane white shirt underneath. She was also wearing white Chanel flats. Even in the dark, Yousef could notice how Zaina's face was glowing. Then his trail of thought was interrupted as his phone rang. He took a look at his screen and immediately remembered he should have been back home two hours ago. He answered her mothers call and as expected she was furious with him.
"Yuma walla asf, ma7sait bl wakt, kany msafat il6reej w 3ndkm....w9law kilhum???" Yousef placed a hand on his head as he cursed at himself under his breath. He isn't that person, the one that walks into the house very late when visitors are at there, especially when their family and have come from another country. He motioned to the his friends goodbye and they understood that he to leave right away "Yuma 7bebti ana bl syara mara7 a6awl, adsh mn warra......mara7 adoos lat7ateen, mat3arfen wldech....haha inshala" Yousef giggled at how his mother didn't believe he wasn't going to be speeding to get home as quickly as possible. It's true she knows him very well, thats why she knows perfectly well how her son is thinking at the moment.
Before he drove off he looked back at the table outside to catch a glimpse of Zaina before leaving but he didn't see her anywhere. About 15 minutes later he was home and as he told his mother, he went through the back door then made his way to the guest living room. He heard the noise of the huge crowd that was awaiting. Yousef took a deep breath and stepped into the living room greeting everyone. As he scanned the room quickly to know if there was anyone he knows and he walked over to his mother and kissed her forehead and whispered a quick apology.
To his surprise, the men and women where all sitting together. This might come as a surprise to all of you thinking that it should be normal but the guests that were over that day were actually relatives coming from Saudi Arabia. Yousef's mother is s3oodya bs lama tzawjat she moved to Kuwait and ever since she has lived there. They used to go visit in special occasions but the last time that happened Yousef was no older than 10 years old and his memory was a bit fuzzy. There were other visits but there was always a reason for why he wasn't involved. Either 3ers 7areem aw 5e6ba or these sort of occasions. Even if he was there then because there was distant relatives there as well then women never sit with the men, which are habits that were normal to them.
Anywayz, they exchanged their hello's, hi's and how are you. As his aunts asked him how his work was going and of course the occasional "Yalla muta nawy tzawaj? 5al enshof 3yalek! Nabe ntfra7 fek" and all Yousef would say is "Inshala muta ma allah katb b9er.." He was somewhat used to this question and he got over the frustration of everyone asking him but this time as soon as they asked him that question, Zaina popped into his head.
As much as he hated to take calls from work while he was at a family gatherings but yet again, it was one of his important cases. He ignored the first call but when the same person rang again he knew he should take it. "Asta2thnkum shway, 3nde mukalma muhma mn ildwam..." His mother gave his that 'shame on you' look but when his eldest Uncle saw that he had no choice but to take that call he threw in a quick "2thnek ma3ak, fe mukalamt matgdar ta7grhm when it comes to work" with a quick wink to reassure him that he didn't make a rude decision.
Yousef walked out into the garden and sat on one of the wooden chairs. He was so engrossed with this phone call that he never noticed anyone moving until a little kid ran up to him and just sat next to him on the chair. Yousef loved kids even though he never shows it to anyone. He wasn't sure who that kid was but she looked young enough to be one of his cousins kids. Luckily, his conversation came to an end so he thought he could get to know this lovely little girl.
"Hii there... shesmch?" Yoused picked up the little girl and sat her on his lap. "Ana Lulu, inta meen?" Lulu looked up at yousef with beautiful big brown angelic eyes. "Ana yousef..." Lulu kept looking up at yousef as she wiggled her left foot "Kan 3omrk? Your BIG!!" Yousef was surprised at her question, he had always loved how kids minds wonder. "Im not THAAT big, 3omre 25 tara mu wayd!" Lulu's eyes widened and her jaw dropped "OOHH! Inta kbeer nafs 3amy Rakan w Auntie Zaina"
Yousef leaned back to examine her little pure face "Mnoo Auntie Zaina? Ehya mawjoda?" Lulu started to nod her head indicating yes "Eee ehya jabtny hna mara thanya, bs ra7at da5l 3nd ilkbaar.." Yousef had the widest grin plastered on his face "3yal yalla 5anroo7 3nd ilkbar e7na ba3ad, ensalm 3laihm." Lulu jumped off his lap and ran inside with Yousef following her.
Yousef re-joined the family as they all caught up with the latest news. Apparently, 5alta Maryam and her family moved to Kuwait after her husband got a great job offer here, expect for her eldest son 3abdula, who stayed back because he just got married and didn't want to go through the transition, which now explains a few things. His Uncle 3ali and his three kids moved to the UK after his wife passed away and he too good a chance to do his PhD. Of course there was the obvious marriages, divorces and new births.
As all of this was happening, Yousef couldn't help but wonder who did Lulu mean by Auntie Zaina. No one in the room as been called by the name Zaina and the actual Zaina that he had in mind was nowhere to be found.
Once again, Yousef excused himself to go pray because he missed il9alat lama he was on the phone. He made his way to the kitchen first to get a glass of cold water that was greatly needed after all the chatter that was going on. As he typed away on his blackberry, making a note of a few changes that were made to his schedule he suddenly felt like he bumped into something so hard that it was pushed backwards and a cold liquid pouring down his pants.
"aaaahhh!!! I'M SOOO SOORRYY" Yousef looked down at his pants before hearing that shriek, then looked up to see a terrified woman with her hands over her mouth. That's when he noticed it wasn't just any woman, it was Zaina. Instead of getting mad about the clumsiness he smiled at how scared and sorry she looked. "Estath Yousef?? OMG walla ana asffaaa mashftek! Reem galaltly mako a7ad bl ma6ba5 3shan ktha nzalt!' Yousef didn't know if he wanted to forgive her because of those puppy eyes of because she sounded so god damn sexy with the s3oody accent. But because it was Zaina, the forgiveness had to come from her sorry puppy eyes. "First of all, its not estath Yousef, its just Yousef, thany shay ma 9ar shay, shd3wa, their just pants, '3orfte foug al7en aroo7 abadl, mu mushkila lat7aten.. w e5thay ra7tch ilbait baitch, you don't have to go sneaking around for one glass of water."
Yes, Yousef was being cheeky but for a good cause, he wanted Zaina to lighten up and know it isn't really a big deal, after all it was just water. "Umm... ok.. thank you, i just feel like i have to say sorry again.." Yousef took a step closer until he close enough to her but not so close that he would freak her out, looked deep into her eyes and simply just said "If you say sorry again then i will take it personally and i will take back my forgiveness."
Zaina couldn't do anything. She stopped breathing and just looked back into those beautiful dark eyes that were complemented by those thick eyelashes and just bit on her lower lip not knowing what to say or do. Yousef shifted his eyes down to her lips, as much as he didn't want to, he just couldn't help the effect she had on him. Out of habit, Zaina lifted her right arm and just held onto her lower lip and looked down. Yousef's heart was beating a million times a second, as he thought he was the luckiest man alive to have a woman that has a huge unknown effect on him in his house. He looked at how her cheeks turned crimson red and was just about to reach up when he heard a very familiar song being hummed. When he used to hear that person humming that particular song, it used to lighten up his world but at that moment in time, he just wanted to scream at his lost chance to actually connect with Zaina outside of the work space......
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Pearl Chapter 3: Flowerbomb
As i promised here is a post, may not be as long as most of you would like but for this post this is exactly what i wanted to write.
I didnt check it for grammar or spelling mistakes because i have to study now :(
i have 3 emt7anat coming up soon and i need to start studying
so excuse me itha fe wayd mistakes
Hope you enjoy iittt!! xoxoxo"DAMMNN IT! Where are those papers???" Once again, Yousef had an important case and the final hearing was the next day and he is so nervous he can't find anything. Yousef got a case about 6 months back from a 34 year old male who is suing his eldest brother for wrongful treatment of their father. Their father, who is pretty much old, has cancer. At the time is was treatable and surgery would have helped a lot but the eldest son accused his father of 'not being in his right state of mind' to make decisions for himself and he doesn't know what he's doing when he agreed to have this surgery. You see, the truth is, the eldest son is only saying this because he would rather get the money after his fathers death than spend it on what he thinks is a 'failing surgery'. He believes this surgery is useless and that their father is too old to be able to push through the post-op treatments.
The father doesn't have much time left for this surgery to be a success and Yousef is determined to win this case tomorrow. He always like to take up a variety of case. Yousef says it makes his career more surprising and interesting that just taking specific cases.
As he hunted for that one piece of paper, that clears that father as being perfectly fine from a psychiatrist, that could end this battle tomorrow, he heard a gentle knock on the door "ilsalam 3laikm..."
Fdait 9otek la w9alny salamek
oo enjeetni etfadat 3yony 5a6aweek
kil shay mnek 7loo 7ta malamek
lo gelt a7bk wla lo glt ma abek
(rashed-7obe il5aled)
For the second time, she managed to steal his breath away. He forgot to breath as he tried to take in how gorgeous she looked. Zaina stood there in the doorway in her dark jeans high-waist pants, a plain white top that is beaded at the shoulders and Tory Burch white flat shoes. She looked so mesmerizing. Her hair was in a casual high ponytail but it still looked good. Her make up was a simpler than what she had on in the meeting. She had eyeliner, mascara and blush on but this time without the lipstick. Instead she just applied her cherry chapstick so give her lips a bit of natural color.
Galaw b2ana ilward yshbah 7alaha
wl ward nafsah gal wsh jab ili jaaab
(iljasmy-ser ile3jab)
Yousef loved the way she looked even more, she looked different yet still elegant. But he was somewhat surprised to see her here after working hours. Yousef noticed Rasha behind her but he didn't day anything. "W 3laikm ilsalam.. tfa'9lay, you don't have to stand there..." Yousef dropped everything and made his way back to his desk.
"Sorry ina 5lainach tyen eb hal wakt, 3ugb dawamch, madre laish Rasha magalth tyen wakt thany bdal ma eta3ben 3omrch zyada..." He didn't know anything about the arrangement that went on between them two "La ana ili glt 7g Rasha etshof itha its ok with you meeting after hours la2na ana hatha ilwakt ilwa7eed ili agdar, during the day i have to many things to take care of, sorry if its inconvenient for you."
Yousef wanted to curse at himself for saying what he just said. If only she knew he was over the moon happy to see her and that she just made his day. "La it isn't inconvenient at all, bl 3aks..So ummm, would like to drink anything first before we get started?" Yousef wanted nothing more than to enjoy Zaina's company "aahh.. yes please i would, coffee would be fine."
"Ok soo... Yebt kil il awrag ili atwa8a3 ra7 etfeedna, maknt adre what you were looking for exactly so i thought i of bringing along anything i could think off." Yousef noitced she was a bit shy but tried not to show it. "Ee zain tswen a7san 3ashan we work through every step your department took... Ok aham ilawrag ili ra7 a7tajha uhma any proposal papers about the idea, any sketches, who proposed the idea, if i could get a written statement from the person who thought of the idea explaining the reasons or what lead him or her to thinking of it, it would be very helpful."
About an hour into the meeting, Rasha came in with a look of worry on her face. "Umm excuse me for interrupting estath Yousef bs tawa yatle mukalma w its very important...i think you should take it." Yousef looked at Rasha then at Zaina and back at Rasha "Excuse me for a minute..." Yoused got up from the table Zaina and him were doing their work on and walked over to his desk and stood behind it as he picked up the telephone. "Aloo...Yes this is Yousef Al-Y.." Zaina noticed how pale Yousef's face was turning and something inside of her said that something very bad just happened and she was extremely worried. Sh couldn't help but stand up from her seat. "what?? now?? No you can't do that!! Tomorrow is the last hearing!! YOU KNOW HE WONT SIGN OFF THE CONSENT FORM! Can't you just do the surgery and tell them it was an emergency surgery and his case was critical and they couldn't wait for consent forms to be signed!"
Zaina was watching him and could see the anger seeping from every pore his body. She couldn't help but notice a nerve popping out form the side of his neck, the more he screamed, the more pronounced it would be. "God damn it! Your doctors! You know he wants his father dead your suppose to save lives not kill people!!" With that he slammed the phone down, grabbed the ash tray that was on his desk and was about to mash it against the wall but he managed to control himself. Yousef suddenly remembered that Zaina was still in the room. He put down the ash tray, took a deep breath and looked at Zaina who was clearly terrified, standing with her hand over her heart. "Im so sorry you had to witness that. I try not to get attached to my cases but when I'm on a case like this for this long i can't stop myself..."
Yousef sat down on his chair, dropped his head into his hands in attempt to cool himself down. "Yousef...Are you ok?" Zaina couldn't help but wonder what kind of case he was dealing with. He was perfectly fine a few minutes ago and one phone call turns everything around. "I can leaves and come back another time..." With that, Yousef lifted his head and once again looked at that angelic face. He calmed down, who doesn't calm down after looking at such a serene face even for a second. "La don't even think like that, i'm fine walla.. mafeeni shay bs lazm i make a few calls, do you mind? Inshala mara7 a6awl bs this case is very important and our meeting is also very important..." Anyone in his position would have wanted to be alone, but not him, he wanted Zaina to be around. She made him feel things he couldn't quite understand, yet.
After Yousef made his calls, he owed Zaina an explanation to his behavior "Zaina, adre ina intay ymkn matben et3arfen, bs 3ugb ili swaita w ili shfte, i feel like I'm obliged to give you an explanation." He didn't give her a chance to say no. He briefly explained the case to her and told her how unbearable it was to see a grown man in the hospital saying that it is gods will whether or not he gets this surgery and that if he doesn't then allah mu katbla and then to see the pain in his eyes to witness his eldest son that he loves to bit saying he isn't sane and clearly just wants money.
"3omre matwa8a3 ina fe nas eb hal dnya eb hal tafkeer... fe a7ad eb hal dnya that wishes this on his parents bs 3ashan floos?" Zaina understood where all Yousef's anger was coming from and she could see the pain in his eyes of trying to do something to help but can't at the moment.
As Zaina sat there flipping through the papers making sure there wasn't anything they missed, Yousef just sat there staring at her. Not the creepy kind of staring, he was watching her, analyzing her. He couldn't break through her eyes to see what was in their and it the curiosity was of what she actually is like on the inside is killing him. Zaina noticed a pair of eyes on her so she tilted her head to the side and there were the dark pair of eyes staring back at her with questions running through then. The locked eyes for a while, just looking at each other, without saying a word or moving one inch, until they were interrupted by Rasha walking in asking Yousef she could call it a day.
"Eee Rasha 5ala9 tgdren tamshen, asf a25rtech ilyoum ma3ay.." Yousef looked at his watch and was surprised to see it was already 6pm "Ma3lai, hatha shu'3ly 3ade..i'll stay for as long s you need me" Rasha said goodbye to Zaina and made her way out of the office. "Ana asf Zaina ina a25rtech ilyoum 3an ilbait, akeed you have your own plans." Her smiles was the most beautiful thing he was see on this earth. "La walla ma3nde plans wla shay, Im actually going to be just in time for tea with my parents gabl ma aroo7 from my daily run."
Good, she isn't married, everything i thought of would have been completely inappropriate. "5ala9 3ayal you shouldn't be late, ba3dain ygwlon your job is keeping you away from you family" Zaina gave out a little chuckle and it was so cute Yousef had a grin on his face. "Inshala, enshofk 3ala 5air 3ayal and i hope the things i brought were useful and if you need anything else don't hesitate to call." They shook hands and said goodbye. As Zaina left, Yousef crashed on his couch and just sat there inhaling the air in the room that was filled with her intoxicating flowery scent.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
INTERNNEETT!!!
FIINNAALLYY GOT INTERNNEETT!!
YAAAYYY
im either to excited or i just havent had internet for so long that i forgot what its like ;p lol
bad blogger, i know i know!!!
stop staring at meeee!! *hands on face* ;p
as i promised -a just now when i read her comment
inshala there will be a post tomorrow or saturday
promise promise promise.. pinky promise
i honestly am being swamped with uni work and classes and stuff
this year is apparently more pressure than what next year is going to be like
even though next year is going to be my final year
sooo you can only imagine how freaked out i am mn al7en even though finals are moonntthhs away
anywayyzz enough with the rambling ;p
just thought i would let you guyz know 3shan itha fe a7ad that keeps checking for a new post
love uu guyyzz!! :**
ooohh oooohh ooohh one more thing
I CAN ADD COLORS TO THE POST NOOWWW!! *dancing* loool
Monday, November 01, 2010
Pearl Chapter 2: Pen and Paper
I know I'm a bad blogger!!
I'm soo sorrryyy for taking so long
But I promise you I have been very busy!!
And still no internet :(
I have lab practicals assessments and other assessments this week
So I'm trying to squeeze everything in
I'm going to try to post more regularly but if I don't please understand
It will be easier when I do have internet which I'm hoping will be on the 10th of Nov
But yeaahh.. Just excuse me for the no posts thing
I really am struggling a bit to fit everything in and I promise it won't be like this throught this story
Its just for now
Bkoon fe regular posts soon walla
I'm going to stop talking
This is a long post for you guyz to make up for the long time
But no colors cause I can't do that on my phone
And ppllleeeeaaasseeeee commennttss!! Adre I'm asking too much but plz doo!
Walla u would be making my day
And alsooo for anyone who commented and comments in the future and I don't comment back
Its not because I haven't read them its just that my phone doesn't let me comment sometimes
Same goes for the blogs I read and follow
Soooo.. Enjooy part 2!!!
Yousef and Rasha made their way back to his office to find those papers he needs right away. Not so surprisingly, Rasha was able to find those papers in a few seconds, They were right there with the papers that she always prepares for him before every meeting with clients but because Yousef always gets nervous before meetings with clients about big cases he tends to forget where everything goes. Rasha doesn't take it personally that he gets mad at her because she is certain he doesn't mean to.
As Yousef grabbed everything he needed, he made his way to the meeting room which has a big round table with 6 chairs that are spread out around it. 6 glasses of water were already poured with a ice in each glass ready for the clients. There was also a basket of savories and some tea and coffee on the back table.
Yousef had a habit of always setting everything out before the meeting, ready for the clients once they enter and sit down on the table. To him, it saves a lot of time and they can get right to business to effectively tackle whatever case that has been thrown at him. He placed 4 copies of how he suggests to proceed with this case for the clients to look over. The case he has been handed and briefed about was that a very successful business company is being sued for taking an idea and using it in their marketing department that isn't theirs to begin with. He has seen these cases before and they might not be as common as other cases but they have been fairly recurring in the business world.
As he was finishing off taking a last look at the papers to make sure he covers everything he needs to cover, Rasha came in and informed him that the clients are ready to meet with him. "Ee ee yalla 5alehm ydshon ana jahz.."
He was expecting 3 men, but was surprised when he caught a glimpse of a female figure standing at the back. The managing director of the business walked in first and introduced himself. "Hello Mr Yousef, I'm Edward Gage, the managing director of the company.." Yousef and Edward shook hands "I'm happy to meet you Sir, come on in and make yourself at home." Edward walked in followed by the other 2 people and he began to introduce them to one another. "This is the son of the the owner Mohammed Al-A, he's here on behalf of his father since he couldn't make it himself." Again, Yousef and Mohammed shook hands "Nice to meet you" Mohammed looked like a very sincere hard working guy that knew exactly what he is doing. "And last but not least... the latest addition to our business, head of the marketing department, Miss Zaina Al-X.."
As Zaina held out her hand for Yousef, instead of shaking her hand, he was staring at her and couldn't take her eyes off her. She was the girl he saw walking out of the ladies room. She was stunningly beautiful. He looked her in the eye and there was something there. Something he just couldn't put his finger on. "ee77mm..." Zaina cleared her throat hoping he would stop staring at her like that before he face turns red and would acknowledge that she has her out for him to shake. Yousef snapped out of it and realized that he was very clearly, in front of the other two gentlemen, staring at this beautiful lady. "Ahh..excuse me.. I'm sorry, Its very nice to meet you Zaina.." He had the widest grin plastered on his face as their palms touched. Her hand was so soft, silky soft, and it was the warmest thing he ever laid his hands on. He didn't want to let go of her hand but he noticed her face going slightly red so he let go not wanting this to be an awkward moment. As Yousef let go Zaina replied to him with the most feminine voice "Like wise.."
Faras faras mn 7esnaha il7esn en5aras
Tetza7am eglob elbashar begbalaha
wagfat faras mashyat faras laftat faras
Men 7agha te'3tar 7ail eb 7alaha
Kam sa7ern fe3yonaha elnajla daras
W kam sha3ren men 7esnaha '3ana laha
W a7la il'3wany bgrobaha keln 7aras
Kel il7alla ma'3lob feha el7alaha
Kam galbn fe darbn meshat feh en'3ras
ye7lm tmerah lo b'6el e'6lalaha
ma teltfat 7ata ilgewy leen ilmaras
mtrafe3a ma kl men ja 6alaha
The gentlemen and lady took their places around the table as Yousef began to speak about what he thought of the case. He wanted to reassure them that everything will turn out good and that their chances of winning this case are pretty high. The second party had no evidence of this idea being theirs. The were no documents to state that the idea was given or suggested to them, no copyright legal documents, nothing. So they are suing the company with no proper documents they could use to fight this in court. He explained to them that it was a normal case that would most likely be resolved without court as long as the second party don't stand their ground on it being purely their idea.
As much as he tried to concentrate on the case and the case only, he just couldn't. Her presence was drawing him in. She was sitting with the most beautiful posture. He had to admit to himself that she might just be the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. She was wearing a white pencil skirt with a long sleeve classy purple chiffon top that had ruffles on the end of each sleeve. She wasn't overdressed or underdressed, in fact what she was wearing the perfect outfit for work. Her dark thick hair was left down and parted down the middle. It was flowing freely down her back and shoulders. She looked so simple yet gorgeous, she had black eyeliner on and mascara, a bit of blush to accentuate her cheek bones and some light purple lipstick on. Never has he loved the color purple as much as he had at that moment.
Every few seconds, Yousef would notice her writing something down and he would look down at her and watch the way she held that pen and let it float as she drew the words onto her page. But he noticed something else. Something he hadn't seen since he was about 8 years old. Zaina was holding the pen in a very familiar way. It was a weird way to hold a pen and thats why he noticed. He can't remember why its so familiar but for some reason an imagine of a little girl sitting on the floor with a coloring book holding a pen in that exact same way came to his mind. He couldn't put a finger on it so he just shook the image out of his head and carried on with his meeting.
After about an hour and a half of an intense meeting, they gentlemen where ready to wrap up but before they finished off, Zaina politely interrupted them to make an important point. Yousef was excited to hear what she had to say as she hasn't spoken throughout the meeting. "I would just like to make a small contribution if i may, since i was personally involved in this particular marketing idea, i do have sketches, notes, presentations and everything we used all the way through to when we launched the idea. I have a habit of always keeping extra copies of everything i work on, so maybe you would like to take a look at these and i would be more than happy to talk you through everything if it is necessary. You might like to use them for when you want to talk things out with the other company..."
Yousef was blown away by the way she was speaking. He wanted to ignore every word she was saying and just look at her, study her, paint a picture of her in his mind, but even when he tried, her words and the way she spoke kept pulling hime back and he had no choice but to listen. When she finished speaking he immediately looked down to the papers that were spread out on the table and began to pack up his things putting them in a pile again not wanting to look at her because he would for sure loose every word he wants to say "Aaaahh... Yes ofcourse this would more than just help us with the case, it would help me prove to them that it was your idea and it was taken from them, or any other company out there. I'll let Rasha, my secretary, arrange a day for you to come with the paper work and we could go through them..." He then looked up at her as he said the last bit of his sentence "...If that is ok with you? You could always pick the day if it is more convenient for you.."
Zaina smiled at him and Yousef's heart melted. He can't understand why he was feeling this way but something was going on, something he can't inderstand but its something that just feels right. "No, that would be fine with me, I'll be awaiting a call from your office." They all stood up ready to say their goodbyes before the gentlemen and lady leave.
Yousef: It was very nice to Meet you Mr. Gage and i will be looking forward to working on this case.
Edward: It was great to meet you too, I'll be looking forward to you winning this case for us.
Yousef: I will certainly be doing everything in my power to win it.
As the gentlemen shook hands, Yousef couldn't wait till he got to feel Zaina's soft silky skin one more time but to his surprise, she just went for a simple goodbye. Yousef was definitely disappointed but he remembered that he will be seeing her soon so maybe this wasn't so bad. As they all walked out together Yousef walked them to the elevators making some small chat all the while he was watching Zaina subtly as she typed away on her blackberry. Once they got onto the elevator and the doors closed, Yousef quickly made his way back to his office to inform Rasha that a meeting as to be set.
"Rasha, Pleases ta3alay ma3ay bl maktab 3shan agoolch what we need to do before our next meeting with them....Oh and also please bring in the case i need for tomorrow morning." After Yoused briefed her about what should be done and paper work should be prepared, he let her know that a meeting with Zaina should be set as soon as possible so they have enough time to go through everything. Rasha noticed the spark in his eyes when he spoke about Zaina. Any other girl who knew Yousef would probably be jealous, but not her, she thought of Yousef as an older brother and respected him greatly. "Inshala bacher il9ub7 ra7 at9el 3laiha w ashof muta a7san youm ynasb'ha w i'll let you know once a day is set." Once again, it showed in his eyes that he was disappointed about having to wait till tomorrow to know. He tried to hide it but he couldn't hide it from Rasha, she spends too much time around him and he can't fool her anymore.
"Magdar at9el 3laiha al7en la2na akeed 3ndaha shu'3l bl sharka, fa il9ub7 a7san wakt 3shan matkon mash'3ola w ngdar en7aded youm bsr3a." Rasha decided to add hoping it would help since Yousef can sometimes be impatient when it comes to things like this.
Later that night, as Yousef was slowly dozzing off to sleep, exhausted from his long day at work, an imagine of Zaina earlier today in the meeting kept popping up in his mind. As he just entered the dream world, his subconscious showed him why the way she held that pen was so familiar and suddenly Yousef jumped out of the bed almost ran to the study room on the first floor looking for a big box that no one has looked for in years. He found the box at the back of the study room, opened it and there it was staring right back at him...
I'm soo sorrryyy for taking so long
But I promise you I have been very busy!!
And still no internet :(
I have lab practicals assessments and other assessments this week
So I'm trying to squeeze everything in
I'm going to try to post more regularly but if I don't please understand
It will be easier when I do have internet which I'm hoping will be on the 10th of Nov
But yeaahh.. Just excuse me for the no posts thing
I really am struggling a bit to fit everything in and I promise it won't be like this throught this story
Its just for now
Bkoon fe regular posts soon walla
I'm going to stop talking
This is a long post for you guyz to make up for the long time
But no colors cause I can't do that on my phone
And ppllleeeeaaasseeeee commennttss!! Adre I'm asking too much but plz doo!
Walla u would be making my day
And alsooo for anyone who commented and comments in the future and I don't comment back
Its not because I haven't read them its just that my phone doesn't let me comment sometimes
Same goes for the blogs I read and follow
Soooo.. Enjooy part 2!!!
Yousef and Rasha made their way back to his office to find those papers he needs right away. Not so surprisingly, Rasha was able to find those papers in a few seconds, They were right there with the papers that she always prepares for him before every meeting with clients but because Yousef always gets nervous before meetings with clients about big cases he tends to forget where everything goes. Rasha doesn't take it personally that he gets mad at her because she is certain he doesn't mean to.
As Yousef grabbed everything he needed, he made his way to the meeting room which has a big round table with 6 chairs that are spread out around it. 6 glasses of water were already poured with a ice in each glass ready for the clients. There was also a basket of savories and some tea and coffee on the back table.
Yousef had a habit of always setting everything out before the meeting, ready for the clients once they enter and sit down on the table. To him, it saves a lot of time and they can get right to business to effectively tackle whatever case that has been thrown at him. He placed 4 copies of how he suggests to proceed with this case for the clients to look over. The case he has been handed and briefed about was that a very successful business company is being sued for taking an idea and using it in their marketing department that isn't theirs to begin with. He has seen these cases before and they might not be as common as other cases but they have been fairly recurring in the business world.
As he was finishing off taking a last look at the papers to make sure he covers everything he needs to cover, Rasha came in and informed him that the clients are ready to meet with him. "Ee ee yalla 5alehm ydshon ana jahz.."
He was expecting 3 men, but was surprised when he caught a glimpse of a female figure standing at the back. The managing director of the business walked in first and introduced himself. "Hello Mr Yousef, I'm Edward Gage, the managing director of the company.." Yousef and Edward shook hands "I'm happy to meet you Sir, come on in and make yourself at home." Edward walked in followed by the other 2 people and he began to introduce them to one another. "This is the son of the the owner Mohammed Al-A, he's here on behalf of his father since he couldn't make it himself." Again, Yousef and Mohammed shook hands "Nice to meet you" Mohammed looked like a very sincere hard working guy that knew exactly what he is doing. "And last but not least... the latest addition to our business, head of the marketing department, Miss Zaina Al-X.."
As Zaina held out her hand for Yousef, instead of shaking her hand, he was staring at her and couldn't take her eyes off her. She was the girl he saw walking out of the ladies room. She was stunningly beautiful. He looked her in the eye and there was something there. Something he just couldn't put his finger on. "ee77mm..." Zaina cleared her throat hoping he would stop staring at her like that before he face turns red and would acknowledge that she has her out for him to shake. Yousef snapped out of it and realized that he was very clearly, in front of the other two gentlemen, staring at this beautiful lady. "Ahh..excuse me.. I'm sorry, Its very nice to meet you Zaina.." He had the widest grin plastered on his face as their palms touched. Her hand was so soft, silky soft, and it was the warmest thing he ever laid his hands on. He didn't want to let go of her hand but he noticed her face going slightly red so he let go not wanting this to be an awkward moment. As Yousef let go Zaina replied to him with the most feminine voice "Like wise.."
Faras faras mn 7esnaha il7esn en5aras
Tetza7am eglob elbashar begbalaha
wagfat faras mashyat faras laftat faras
Men 7agha te'3tar 7ail eb 7alaha
Kam sa7ern fe3yonaha elnajla daras
W kam sha3ren men 7esnaha '3ana laha
W a7la il'3wany bgrobaha keln 7aras
Kel il7alla ma'3lob feha el7alaha
Kam galbn fe darbn meshat feh en'3ras
ye7lm tmerah lo b'6el e'6lalaha
ma teltfat 7ata ilgewy leen ilmaras
mtrafe3a ma kl men ja 6alaha
The gentlemen and lady took their places around the table as Yousef began to speak about what he thought of the case. He wanted to reassure them that everything will turn out good and that their chances of winning this case are pretty high. The second party had no evidence of this idea being theirs. The were no documents to state that the idea was given or suggested to them, no copyright legal documents, nothing. So they are suing the company with no proper documents they could use to fight this in court. He explained to them that it was a normal case that would most likely be resolved without court as long as the second party don't stand their ground on it being purely their idea.
As much as he tried to concentrate on the case and the case only, he just couldn't. Her presence was drawing him in. She was sitting with the most beautiful posture. He had to admit to himself that she might just be the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. She was wearing a white pencil skirt with a long sleeve classy purple chiffon top that had ruffles on the end of each sleeve. She wasn't overdressed or underdressed, in fact what she was wearing the perfect outfit for work. Her dark thick hair was left down and parted down the middle. It was flowing freely down her back and shoulders. She looked so simple yet gorgeous, she had black eyeliner on and mascara, a bit of blush to accentuate her cheek bones and some light purple lipstick on. Never has he loved the color purple as much as he had at that moment.
Every few seconds, Yousef would notice her writing something down and he would look down at her and watch the way she held that pen and let it float as she drew the words onto her page. But he noticed something else. Something he hadn't seen since he was about 8 years old. Zaina was holding the pen in a very familiar way. It was a weird way to hold a pen and thats why he noticed. He can't remember why its so familiar but for some reason an imagine of a little girl sitting on the floor with a coloring book holding a pen in that exact same way came to his mind. He couldn't put a finger on it so he just shook the image out of his head and carried on with his meeting.
After about an hour and a half of an intense meeting, they gentlemen where ready to wrap up but before they finished off, Zaina politely interrupted them to make an important point. Yousef was excited to hear what she had to say as she hasn't spoken throughout the meeting. "I would just like to make a small contribution if i may, since i was personally involved in this particular marketing idea, i do have sketches, notes, presentations and everything we used all the way through to when we launched the idea. I have a habit of always keeping extra copies of everything i work on, so maybe you would like to take a look at these and i would be more than happy to talk you through everything if it is necessary. You might like to use them for when you want to talk things out with the other company..."
Yousef was blown away by the way she was speaking. He wanted to ignore every word she was saying and just look at her, study her, paint a picture of her in his mind, but even when he tried, her words and the way she spoke kept pulling hime back and he had no choice but to listen. When she finished speaking he immediately looked down to the papers that were spread out on the table and began to pack up his things putting them in a pile again not wanting to look at her because he would for sure loose every word he wants to say "Aaaahh... Yes ofcourse this would more than just help us with the case, it would help me prove to them that it was your idea and it was taken from them, or any other company out there. I'll let Rasha, my secretary, arrange a day for you to come with the paper work and we could go through them..." He then looked up at her as he said the last bit of his sentence "...If that is ok with you? You could always pick the day if it is more convenient for you.."
Zaina smiled at him and Yousef's heart melted. He can't understand why he was feeling this way but something was going on, something he can't inderstand but its something that just feels right. "No, that would be fine with me, I'll be awaiting a call from your office." They all stood up ready to say their goodbyes before the gentlemen and lady leave.
Yousef: It was very nice to Meet you Mr. Gage and i will be looking forward to working on this case.
Edward: It was great to meet you too, I'll be looking forward to you winning this case for us.
Yousef: I will certainly be doing everything in my power to win it.
As the gentlemen shook hands, Yousef couldn't wait till he got to feel Zaina's soft silky skin one more time but to his surprise, she just went for a simple goodbye. Yousef was definitely disappointed but he remembered that he will be seeing her soon so maybe this wasn't so bad. As they all walked out together Yousef walked them to the elevators making some small chat all the while he was watching Zaina subtly as she typed away on her blackberry. Once they got onto the elevator and the doors closed, Yousef quickly made his way back to his office to inform Rasha that a meeting as to be set.
"Rasha, Pleases ta3alay ma3ay bl maktab 3shan agoolch what we need to do before our next meeting with them....Oh and also please bring in the case i need for tomorrow morning." After Yoused briefed her about what should be done and paper work should be prepared, he let her know that a meeting with Zaina should be set as soon as possible so they have enough time to go through everything. Rasha noticed the spark in his eyes when he spoke about Zaina. Any other girl who knew Yousef would probably be jealous, but not her, she thought of Yousef as an older brother and respected him greatly. "Inshala bacher il9ub7 ra7 at9el 3laiha w ashof muta a7san youm ynasb'ha w i'll let you know once a day is set." Once again, it showed in his eyes that he was disappointed about having to wait till tomorrow to know. He tried to hide it but he couldn't hide it from Rasha, she spends too much time around him and he can't fool her anymore.
"Magdar at9el 3laiha al7en la2na akeed 3ndaha shu'3l bl sharka, fa il9ub7 a7san wakt 3shan matkon mash'3ola w ngdar en7aded youm bsr3a." Rasha decided to add hoping it would help since Yousef can sometimes be impatient when it comes to things like this.
Later that night, as Yousef was slowly dozzing off to sleep, exhausted from his long day at work, an imagine of Zaina earlier today in the meeting kept popping up in his mind. As he just entered the dream world, his subconscious showed him why the way she held that pen was so familiar and suddenly Yousef jumped out of the bed almost ran to the study room on the first floor looking for a big box that no one has looked for in years. He found the box at the back of the study room, opened it and there it was staring right back at him...
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
stupid phone
Hi everyonneee!
Sorry for not posting, my phone is being a pain
I can't seem to get to my blog properly
And I can't reply to your comments
Aannnnddddd when I was about to click post
My phone goes all crazy and decided not to post
But delete everything I wrote instead :|
Sooo I gotta re-write it again from memory
Inshala fe post by the end of the week I'm hoping,
Sorry ga3da a6awl bs wala its difficult with everything going on
And gueesss whaaat!! I think I'm sick AGAIN!! :(
Anywayz I'll stop talking for now
bsss tara I didn't get wayd comments a5r mara :(
Not so inspiring :(
You guyz gotta support me
Its hard enough writing and posting from my phone ;s
Soo inshalaa posst sooonnn
Tc ;***
Sorry for not posting, my phone is being a pain
I can't seem to get to my blog properly
And I can't reply to your comments
Aannnnddddd when I was about to click post
My phone goes all crazy and decided not to post
But delete everything I wrote instead :|
Sooo I gotta re-write it again from memory
Inshala fe post by the end of the week I'm hoping,
Sorry ga3da a6awl bs wala its difficult with everything going on
And gueesss whaaat!! I think I'm sick AGAIN!! :(
Anywayz I'll stop talking for now
bsss tara I didn't get wayd comments a5r mara :(
Not so inspiring :(
You guyz gotta support me
Its hard enough writing and posting from my phone ;s
Soo inshalaa posst sooonnn
Tc ;***
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
Pearl Chapter 1: Lipstick Jungle
Heeyy!!
I know it took long enough
Sorry but I was busy ;s
Here is the first post
Madre if its short wla la2 bcz I wrote it on my phone and I can't really tell
And if there are any mistakes eb grammar or spelling 6awfaw bcz I'm tired w 3nde classes bacher w abe anam :p
I'll check it bacher and change any mistakes
One more thing,
Mako colors la2na I'm posting from my phone ;s
Bs once I get internet I'll start posting with colors
Sooo here it goooeesss
ENJOY!!! ;*
"Where is the bottle? God I should really learn how to organize things around here, its such a mess!!!" As Yousef rummaged through the things he has all over the place, in the pile of dirty clothes, in the drawers, in the fridge and in the living rooms, he realized it was about time to put this place back into order. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and sent a blackberry message to ask for some help. He didn't get a reply and he wasn't entirely surprised but he couldn't wait, so he scrolled through the list of phone contacts until he found the name 'Blondie'. As he pressed the call button, he began to pick a few things off the floor in attempt to tidy up the place.
Just as he was about to close the phone the call got connected. "Heellooo there!" It seemed like Reem was running for the phone and was now panting. "Hey baby girl, shlonech? Shaklech you were running for the phone." Reem was the 5th born child. She was 2 years younger than Yousef and she can sometimes be so thick and so that ever since he could remember he has always called her Blondie. They were so close that as kids they were the only two that would stick together no matter what 'the kids' got themselves into. They always had each others back. "Ee knt foug w telefony ta7at, I'm good 7mdila inta shlonek?"
Yousef took a deep breath and exhaled as if to tell her that this is all I can say about how I am at the moment. "I'm a mess Reem, I can't find anything in this place, its a mess and I don't have time to clean it up, I haven't slept in 4 days and I am now the only male person that has brought his baby girl to work and changed diapers on his desk. People think I'm going crazy..."
Without another word, Reem grabbed her car keys and made her way to the front door. She kept talking to Yousef on the phone asking about how baby dana is. She hadn't seen her in a few days and she missed her little neice. She's three months now. She can't believe its been that long. About 15 minutes later she was at her brothers house. She let herself in and made her way up the stairs to the nursery.
She opened the door ever so gently just incase baby dana was sleeping. She didn't want to wake her up. As she walked to the end of the room to the crib, she looked through the rails to find big round chocolate brown eyes staring back her with sparkles in her eyes. They instantly reminded her of Dana's mother. She shook the thought away to prevent herself from crying because it always breaks her heart when she see's baby Dana.
She picked her up and craddled her in her arms. Reem placed a light kiss on dana's forehead and inhaled her fresh scent. She looked her the big clock the was hanging on the wall that read 12:45pm. Reem knew it was time for her milk bottle so she placed her back in the crib and went of to the milk station. She grabbed a milk bottle from the fridge and poured the right amount of water required. She then took out the powdered milk can and spooned out the number of spoons needed. The closed the bottle and gave it a smooth shake.
About 30 minutes later, Dana had finished her milk and was off to the dream world. Reem put her in her crib, covered her up tightly and made her way out of the room but kept the door slightly open incase the baby wakes up. She went down to the store room and grabbed everything she needed to clean this house from top to bottom. She then went to find Yousef sitting on the couch slouched over with his head in his hands. Reem stood there and looked at her brother who seemed like he has aged too much in the past few months.
She walked over to him and patted him on the back "Yalla goom, we've got a lot of cleaning to do.." Reem wanted him to go rest but she was certain he would only spend his time thinking instead of resting. They got up and spent the next 4 hours, cleaning, tidying and organizing the place. Everything was in its right place.
They both threw themselves on the couch once they were done only to hear Dana crying immediately after. Yousef was about to get up but Reem jumped up in front of him demanding he sits back down and rests "Ana aroo7 ashofha, intay ray7, in fact go to you room and sleep, ana ag3ad ihne laima blail and I'll watch her..." As much as Yousef wanted to say no he just couldn't because he really needed the rest. "Wedi agoolch la2 bs walla ta3ban w waray dwam bacher and meetings." He was feeling guilty to throw everything on his sister but he had no choice. " I'm not expecting you to say no, and that was a demand, yalla ro7 ray7 ana ma3nde shay."
Reem went up to check on baby Dana. When she went to the crib she found her laying there staring at the toys the were suspended from the side of the crib. She wasn't crying anymore so she left her. Reem stood there admiring the beauty and innocence of this little girl. She can honestly say that she thinks of her as her own daughter. She definitely is protective of her and was up all night during the first month taking care of her.
Yousef took a hot shower to ease every muscle in his body then got into his boxers and jumped into bed. He layed on his back with one hand behind his head. he staring at nothing in particular until his sight stopped at a photograph. He couldn't help but smile at the memory. Yousef turned his head to the left and looked at the empty space that was left beside him. It was cold and empty and belonged to no one anymore. He still didn't sleep on that side of the bed because it felt like he was talking it away from her. It still belonged to her.
"You think you know a story but you only know how it ends to get to the heart of the story you have to go back to the beginning"
The beginning:
"RASHA! Wainch ya rasha??? Hathe wainha?? Kil ma abe mnha awrag tharory ma algaha?? Madre laish em5aleha secartairty!! Oooffff" Yousef was storming around the 12th floor looking for his secretary while he mummbled under breath. He had a meeting in 15 minutes and there are papers he needs that are missing and nowhere to be found. Just as he reached the ladies room someone walked out and smashed right into him. It felt like the lady was hurt because she walked right into Yousef's hard masculine chest and jumped back a few steps. "Asf mashftch e5ti..." He looked up to see his secretary sanding there "Rasha intay wainch? 9arle sa3a a7os adawrch!!" Yousef was back to being mad. "Asfa stath bs knt bl ladies room.." She looked embarrassed as she dipped her head and looked at the floor. There was nothing more she could say. " Ok ma3lai bs fe awrag nag9a w madre wainhm w mabuga shay 3al meeting..." He felt a bit bad of getting mad because she was still human and needed her necessary breaks. " Inshala stath Yousef al7en a6l3lk ayshay nag9"
Before they turned around to make thei way back to his office a woman walked out of the ladies room looking so stunning. She was the most beautiful thing ever. For some reason, Yousef couldn't take his eyes off her bright red lipstick that was highlighting her beautiful full lips but as she walked passed then, Yousef snapped back to reality "yalla Rasha yallaa.."
I know it took long enough
Sorry but I was busy ;s
Here is the first post
Madre if its short wla la2 bcz I wrote it on my phone and I can't really tell
And if there are any mistakes eb grammar or spelling 6awfaw bcz I'm tired w 3nde classes bacher w abe anam :p
I'll check it bacher and change any mistakes
One more thing,
Mako colors la2na I'm posting from my phone ;s
Bs once I get internet I'll start posting with colors
Sooo here it goooeesss
ENJOY!!! ;*
"Where is the bottle? God I should really learn how to organize things around here, its such a mess!!!" As Yousef rummaged through the things he has all over the place, in the pile of dirty clothes, in the drawers, in the fridge and in the living rooms, he realized it was about time to put this place back into order. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and sent a blackberry message to ask for some help. He didn't get a reply and he wasn't entirely surprised but he couldn't wait, so he scrolled through the list of phone contacts until he found the name 'Blondie'. As he pressed the call button, he began to pick a few things off the floor in attempt to tidy up the place.
Just as he was about to close the phone the call got connected. "Heellooo there!" It seemed like Reem was running for the phone and was now panting. "Hey baby girl, shlonech? Shaklech you were running for the phone." Reem was the 5th born child. She was 2 years younger than Yousef and she can sometimes be so thick and so that ever since he could remember he has always called her Blondie. They were so close that as kids they were the only two that would stick together no matter what 'the kids' got themselves into. They always had each others back. "Ee knt foug w telefony ta7at, I'm good 7mdila inta shlonek?"
Yousef took a deep breath and exhaled as if to tell her that this is all I can say about how I am at the moment. "I'm a mess Reem, I can't find anything in this place, its a mess and I don't have time to clean it up, I haven't slept in 4 days and I am now the only male person that has brought his baby girl to work and changed diapers on his desk. People think I'm going crazy..."
Without another word, Reem grabbed her car keys and made her way to the front door. She kept talking to Yousef on the phone asking about how baby dana is. She hadn't seen her in a few days and she missed her little neice. She's three months now. She can't believe its been that long. About 15 minutes later she was at her brothers house. She let herself in and made her way up the stairs to the nursery.
She opened the door ever so gently just incase baby dana was sleeping. She didn't want to wake her up. As she walked to the end of the room to the crib, she looked through the rails to find big round chocolate brown eyes staring back her with sparkles in her eyes. They instantly reminded her of Dana's mother. She shook the thought away to prevent herself from crying because it always breaks her heart when she see's baby Dana.
She picked her up and craddled her in her arms. Reem placed a light kiss on dana's forehead and inhaled her fresh scent. She looked her the big clock the was hanging on the wall that read 12:45pm. Reem knew it was time for her milk bottle so she placed her back in the crib and went of to the milk station. She grabbed a milk bottle from the fridge and poured the right amount of water required. She then took out the powdered milk can and spooned out the number of spoons needed. The closed the bottle and gave it a smooth shake.
About 30 minutes later, Dana had finished her milk and was off to the dream world. Reem put her in her crib, covered her up tightly and made her way out of the room but kept the door slightly open incase the baby wakes up. She went down to the store room and grabbed everything she needed to clean this house from top to bottom. She then went to find Yousef sitting on the couch slouched over with his head in his hands. Reem stood there and looked at her brother who seemed like he has aged too much in the past few months.
She walked over to him and patted him on the back "Yalla goom, we've got a lot of cleaning to do.." Reem wanted him to go rest but she was certain he would only spend his time thinking instead of resting. They got up and spent the next 4 hours, cleaning, tidying and organizing the place. Everything was in its right place.
They both threw themselves on the couch once they were done only to hear Dana crying immediately after. Yousef was about to get up but Reem jumped up in front of him demanding he sits back down and rests "Ana aroo7 ashofha, intay ray7, in fact go to you room and sleep, ana ag3ad ihne laima blail and I'll watch her..." As much as Yousef wanted to say no he just couldn't because he really needed the rest. "Wedi agoolch la2 bs walla ta3ban w waray dwam bacher and meetings." He was feeling guilty to throw everything on his sister but he had no choice. " I'm not expecting you to say no, and that was a demand, yalla ro7 ray7 ana ma3nde shay."
Reem went up to check on baby Dana. When she went to the crib she found her laying there staring at the toys the were suspended from the side of the crib. She wasn't crying anymore so she left her. Reem stood there admiring the beauty and innocence of this little girl. She can honestly say that she thinks of her as her own daughter. She definitely is protective of her and was up all night during the first month taking care of her.
Yousef took a hot shower to ease every muscle in his body then got into his boxers and jumped into bed. He layed on his back with one hand behind his head. he staring at nothing in particular until his sight stopped at a photograph. He couldn't help but smile at the memory. Yousef turned his head to the left and looked at the empty space that was left beside him. It was cold and empty and belonged to no one anymore. He still didn't sleep on that side of the bed because it felt like he was talking it away from her. It still belonged to her.
"You think you know a story but you only know how it ends to get to the heart of the story you have to go back to the beginning"
The beginning:
"RASHA! Wainch ya rasha??? Hathe wainha?? Kil ma abe mnha awrag tharory ma algaha?? Madre laish em5aleha secartairty!! Oooffff" Yousef was storming around the 12th floor looking for his secretary while he mummbled under breath. He had a meeting in 15 minutes and there are papers he needs that are missing and nowhere to be found. Just as he reached the ladies room someone walked out and smashed right into him. It felt like the lady was hurt because she walked right into Yousef's hard masculine chest and jumped back a few steps. "Asf mashftch e5ti..." He looked up to see his secretary sanding there "Rasha intay wainch? 9arle sa3a a7os adawrch!!" Yousef was back to being mad. "Asfa stath bs knt bl ladies room.." She looked embarrassed as she dipped her head and looked at the floor. There was nothing more she could say. " Ok ma3lai bs fe awrag nag9a w madre wainhm w mabuga shay 3al meeting..." He felt a bit bad of getting mad because she was still human and needed her necessary breaks. " Inshala stath Yousef al7en a6l3lk ayshay nag9"
Before they turned around to make thei way back to his office a woman walked out of the ladies room looking so stunning. She was the most beautiful thing ever. For some reason, Yousef couldn't take his eyes off her bright red lipstick that was highlighting her beautiful full lips but as she walked passed then, Yousef snapped back to reality "yalla Rasha yallaa.."
Sunday, October 03, 2010
New Story
New story for you guyz
But u HAVE to promise ina I get comments mnkm!
I'm starting hal story w ana ma3nde internet yet cause me moved and it takes time fa I'm mostly going to be posting for my phone which needs a lot of patience which I lack sometimes
And I also have uni stuff and this year is going to be busy bs ham I'm going to post regularly fa I need support mnkm 3shan akaml aktb
It will be hard for me to write properly when I'm not getting comments at all.
Anywayz, here is what the story is going to be about.
I already started writing the first post fa inshala very soon it will be posted.
The story is going to be from a man's point of view. There will occasionally be times where it is from the woman's but it would probably be because it would make the post a lot better and more interesting.
Basically its about how two people, after getting married, get along and live with one another without a proper previous relationship. Shlon yt3awdon 3la ba3ath and discover new things about each other. The ups and downs that come with it. The good times and the bad. The fights, the make up's, the sacrifices. The energy you have to put in to make everything work.
They are from different societies. They grew up in different worlds, different values, although the basic things are the same.
There is a storyline, its not just going to be talking about life and marriage. the storyline is this:
Two people who are related. They know
each other and seen each other but as kids. As they grow older they're
families still visit each other but because of women bro7 w men broo7
rule from the s3oody half of the family, they haven't seen each other
as adults.
After a while the guy sees the girl w yn3jb feha, finds out they are
related and its that little girl he used to always see at family
gatherings.
they get married, no relationship before bs true and pure feelings,
everything starts after, even though they like each other and start to
grow closer etc they still have their differences due to where and how
they grew up. Some of the things the wife sees right the husband sees
wrong and vice verse.
The guy is Kuwaiti. Born, lived and worked there. He has a big family. 3 brothers and 3 sisters. His mom is from saudi arabia but since she married his father she moved to kuwait and has lived there ever since. He is 25 years old and is the fourth born child of the family.
He thrives to achieve more. Never settles for what he has. Popular amongst his employees. A law school graduate from UCLA. He just recently got his masters. Very handsome. He has the manly type of features and build.
Dark eyes with thick eye lashes. Thick eyebrows, not the ugly type, but the very sexy type. Straight perfect nose. Lightly pink full lips. He isn't white or dark, just in between. The skin color where when it gets beyond hot his cheeks start to turn red. Thick brown hair which isn't very short and a perfectly trimmed dark goatee.
The girl is from saudi arabia. Born, lived, studied school and got her bachelors there and influenced by the culture there. She has 2 brothers and a little sister. She's 23 years old and is the third born child in her family.
She likes to perfect whatever she works on and so always sticks to whatever she achieves trying to perfect every aspect and every corner. She is a marketing major and also just got her masters from Richmond university in the UK.
She has the beautiful features that most s3oody girls have. Long dark luscious thick hair. Perfect height where anything she wears would always look perfect even though she isn't wearing heals. Thin but not extremely thin. Just the right amount, What every guy looks for in a woman, or shall I say most guys. Fair skin and big brown sparkling eyes.
Has a great sense of style and always knows when to wear the perfect amount of make up. As much as she has turned heads, she was never interested in relationships and always thought a relationship can never start before marriage but surprisingly she isn't close minded.
That's all I'm going to say for now. I already said to much. These are the two main characters. Watch out for the first post! Hope you enjoy it.
Let me know what you think of it though!!
You guys might have idea that might help me ;)
But u HAVE to promise ina I get comments mnkm!
I'm starting hal story w ana ma3nde internet yet cause me moved and it takes time fa I'm mostly going to be posting for my phone which needs a lot of patience which I lack sometimes
And I also have uni stuff and this year is going to be busy bs ham I'm going to post regularly fa I need support mnkm 3shan akaml aktb
It will be hard for me to write properly when I'm not getting comments at all.
Anywayz, here is what the story is going to be about.
I already started writing the first post fa inshala very soon it will be posted.
The story is going to be from a man's point of view. There will occasionally be times where it is from the woman's but it would probably be because it would make the post a lot better and more interesting.
Basically its about how two people, after getting married, get along and live with one another without a proper previous relationship. Shlon yt3awdon 3la ba3ath and discover new things about each other. The ups and downs that come with it. The good times and the bad. The fights, the make up's, the sacrifices. The energy you have to put in to make everything work.
They are from different societies. They grew up in different worlds, different values, although the basic things are the same.
There is a storyline, its not just going to be talking about life and marriage. the storyline is this:
Two people who are related. They know
each other and seen each other but as kids. As they grow older they're
families still visit each other but because of women bro7 w men broo7
rule from the s3oody half of the family, they haven't seen each other
as adults.
After a while the guy sees the girl w yn3jb feha, finds out they are
related and its that little girl he used to always see at family
gatherings.
they get married, no relationship before bs true and pure feelings,
everything starts after, even though they like each other and start to
grow closer etc they still have their differences due to where and how
they grew up. Some of the things the wife sees right the husband sees
wrong and vice verse.
The guy is Kuwaiti. Born, lived and worked there. He has a big family. 3 brothers and 3 sisters. His mom is from saudi arabia but since she married his father she moved to kuwait and has lived there ever since. He is 25 years old and is the fourth born child of the family.
He thrives to achieve more. Never settles for what he has. Popular amongst his employees. A law school graduate from UCLA. He just recently got his masters. Very handsome. He has the manly type of features and build.
Dark eyes with thick eye lashes. Thick eyebrows, not the ugly type, but the very sexy type. Straight perfect nose. Lightly pink full lips. He isn't white or dark, just in between. The skin color where when it gets beyond hot his cheeks start to turn red. Thick brown hair which isn't very short and a perfectly trimmed dark goatee.
The girl is from saudi arabia. Born, lived, studied school and got her bachelors there and influenced by the culture there. She has 2 brothers and a little sister. She's 23 years old and is the third born child in her family.
She likes to perfect whatever she works on and so always sticks to whatever she achieves trying to perfect every aspect and every corner. She is a marketing major and also just got her masters from Richmond university in the UK.
She has the beautiful features that most s3oody girls have. Long dark luscious thick hair. Perfect height where anything she wears would always look perfect even though she isn't wearing heals. Thin but not extremely thin. Just the right amount, What every guy looks for in a woman, or shall I say most guys. Fair skin and big brown sparkling eyes.
Has a great sense of style and always knows when to wear the perfect amount of make up. As much as she has turned heads, she was never interested in relationships and always thought a relationship can never start before marriage but surprisingly she isn't close minded.
That's all I'm going to say for now. I already said to much. These are the two main characters. Watch out for the first post! Hope you enjoy it.
Let me know what you think of it though!!
You guys might have idea that might help me ;)
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Still alive... if your concerned ;p
Hey you guyz
I'm still here bs very very very busy
bl q8 kan a5r sbo3 rmthan and 3eed and buying stuff for the UK
and then i got here about 3 days ago and it was sorting things out
we're moving apartments so i have tonnes of things to do
packing
changing addresses
started uni
buying stuff
and im sick and getting sicker :(
so anyways i know i said ba76 post 3an the new story and i still didn't
bs just give me a while 3ala ma i settle and this gets less hectic
inshala by next week akoon settled down in uni and apartment and hopefully not sick anymore
w a76lkm post 3an the new story and also start it inshala
please please please commeeennnttt
walla mn zman 3ankm
and i love all my readers and i wanna hear from ALLLLL them and how they've been lately
fa comment pleeaasseee
thanks for waiting you guyz adre wayd 6awlt
bs mu beedi every start of a year has been a mess for me here :S
Saturday, September 11, 2010
3eedkom Mbarak :*
Adre mt25r bs 3eedkom mbarak w kil 3am w intaw b5air w ta8abal allah 6a3tkum inshala
mashala rmthan passes so quickly ma7sait fe
kan wayd 5afeef 3alay
inshala kan 5afef 3laikm as well
everyone is back to their old routines ;p
w ana mabuga shay 3ala radty for uni ;(
i have 6 more days bl q8
as much as i wanna go back ham ma wedi ahed ilq8
hope everyone enjoyed their summer and is ready for a new year inshala
inshala soon im gna post another random
w ham im going to post about my new story
bs ma wedi abdeha until i go bak to the UK
la2na al7en im busy with a billion things i have to do before i leave
inshala awal ma ard UK and finishing moving apartments w i settle down ra7 abdeeha
Love you guyyzzz :***
Sunday, September 05, 2010
Posture
This is a short random post for you guyz
hope you like it 7tan lo its not that long :) He sat there watching her. He watched her every move, her posture, her grace, beauty and power. She sat on her black chair with the most beautiful posture. Her shoulders and hips were squared, her back was straight, her head was up, her arms were extended to the tip of her fingers making her look like she's 6 feet tall, her thighs were exactly 90 degrees to her chest, her stomach was in and her ribs were pushed out.
Her fingers were floating as they glided across the keys of the piano producing the most astonishing piece of music. She played with every ounce of her body. She felt the music, its was consuming her body, mind and soul. She was a completely different person in a different universe. A different galaxy.
Her facial expressions were soft and loving. Her eyes were sparkling, her face was glowing. Music did that to her. She looked like and angel. He sat there studying her. He missed her so much. Its been so long since he saw her like that. She looked so peaceful.
As she played her favorite piece of music Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven a smile kept forming on her face. The sounds she was producing were forming a story, an image, a painting...a masterpiece with numerous colors. A masterpiece which only took 7 minutes to complete. He admired her as she was glowing and beaming.
Right after playing the last note and lifting her fingers off the piano keys, her posture completely changed. Her shoulders dropped, her hips relaxed, her back was hunched, her head was dipped, her arms shrunk and are close to her side and her long fingers were closed making a weak fist. Her chest was about 45 degrees to her thighs and stomach was relaxed and her ribs collapsed.
Her face was tired and sad, her eyes were dead. She looked like someone who had the weight of the world on their shoulders. She wasn't glowing anymore. Everything she produced in 7 minutes was wiped away, it disappeared, it was completely gone. The masterpiece was destroyed and was worth nothing now.
She turned around and gave her back to the piano but didn't get up. He stood up and walked to her and stood in front of her. She didn't notice his presence. The moment he settled his hand on her head she flinched and turned her head the other way then looked up at him with sorrow and pain in her eyes.
"Are you scared from me?" He also was in pain and thought she didn't even want him to touch her. She moved her head left to right indicating that the answer is a no. "I'm always here for you, I'm waiting for you to come back to me...." She got up from her seat and made her way to the door but before she opened it he rushed and grabbed her from her waist and pulled her close to his chest.
He inhaled her scent and felt her warmth that he was longing for. She didn't pull away, he was deprived of everything and she didn't want to take away this moment from his as well. But once she felt his heartbeat on her back she was scared of how she might react to this so she got out of his arms and walked out of the room, leaving him there to wait. To wait for the day which seems to be a very long way away.
Thursday, September 02, 2010
Rebound Chapter 51: FINALE!!: Sparkling Grey
Dedicated to all of you 57 followers :***
As much as i wanted this to be longest post since its the last post bs lama 5ala9ta 7sait ktabt ashya2 malha da3y w wayd 6awlt ilsafla so i cut things out.
I hope you enjoy the ending.
Inshala its what you expected and more.
I hope ina you enjoyed the story and the ride as much as i enjoyed writing it
7sait ina hal characters are real
7sait ina their lives were real
There feelings, there thoughts, their decisions were all real
Im sad it ended
Bs im glad i wrote it
because i met people here
I gained 57 followers who w a7md rabe ina i have this amount of followers
7awoor! Without your support i wouldn't have started this blog
I love each and every one of you guys
ANNNDDDDDD i loved each and every comment i got 3ala the last post
WAINKUM 3ANI MN ZMAAAN?? WAINKUUUMMM??? ;p
matdron shkther estanst kil ma ashof another comment
your comments bring more than just a smile to my face, they give me support
tkffooon abe ashof the same amount of comments w akthar for this post
MU TNSON YOU COMMEENTT! MU TNSOOONYYYY ;p
gragt wayd fa baskt w ba5elkm you read :*******
Previously:
She finished early that day so she went down to the living room to wait for her mother and the visitors to come. As she was flipping through the channels she remembered that she left her phone upstairs so she went back up to her room to get it. While she was up in her room, she heard the door down stairs close and she assumed it was her mother. She skipped on the stairs making her way back down to living room "Mamaa... is that you? are you back yet?"
There was no answer. The house was still quiet. All she could hear was the sound of her heels and the tv. "Mama..." She entered the living room to find wa7d em8atr sitting on the couch all alone giving her his back. She stood where she was and was confused. The man got out of his seat, fixed his 8etra and turned around to look at her.
Once he turned around her and faced her, Razan's mouth fell wide open "You???"
There was no answer. The house was still quiet. All she could hear was the sound of her heels and the tv. "Mama..." She entered the living room to find wa7d em8atr sitting on the couch all alone giving her his back. She stood where she was and was confused. The man got out of his seat, fixed his 8etra and turned around to look at her.
Once he turned around her and faced her, Razan's mouth fell wide open "You???"
"What are you doing here??" Razan feared that someone might see him here "Well, i came to see if you were fine, you didn't seem ok last night." Although he was trying to stay serious but Razan could see the humor in his eyes. "Ok know you know im fine, can you please leave al7en!" That wasn't a question it was more of an order. "Shfech chthe msta3eela, chnech taben ta6rdeni..." Razan closed her eyes for a second to keep it together and took a deep breath to stay calm "Inta wain murtek 3anek? Why aren't with her, mu tawkum mtzawjen???" 7amad gave her a one sided smile. "Murti zayra ahalha ilyoum, just because we're married doesn't mean we are glued together."
A question kept popping up in Razan's head. "Does she know you're here?" Razan felt like he had expected that question and had the perfect answer for it but replied her to her question with a question "Why do you care so much? laish kil hal as2la?" Razan turned around and gave 7amad her back and crossed her hands across his chest "I don't care, so please can you leave now?" Just as she finished her sentence the door bell rang. Razan turned around looking at a 7amad with a scared look. "Hathaila akeed uhma!! What am going to do?? Shbgolhum!! Mno inta??"
"Besmllah shfech? Lat7aten, ana a3arf ilnas ili yayenlk, w ana adre yayen ya56bonch, w il ryal ili yabech ana a3arfa a7s mn nafse, that is why im here. I'm here 7g ilryal.." Razan couldn't believe he was so over her that he was here 3ashan ya56bonha 7g his friend. The door bell rang again and she realized that the people are still waiting outside. She quickly made her way to the door and opened it. There was a young woman, about her age standing outside. "ilsalama 3laikum"
"w 3laikum ilsalam.. tfathlay." Razan stepped aside and opened the door more allowing more than enough space for her to enter. "Dam fathlech... sorry ina yait embacher, bs glt aye gabl ilahal." She had to most welcoming smile ever. The kind of smile that makes you smile as well. "La 3ade ma3lai ilbait baitech... tfathlay il9alla."
The girls made their way to the living room and sat down with 7amad right in front of them. Something wasn't right and Razan didn't like the look of this at all. She turned around and faced the nice young woman. "Mat3arfna 3laich..." She looked at 7amad and then back at Razan "Ana lulu..."
Razan's eyes were wide open. "Lulu? As in..." She kept pointing at 7amad and lulu back and forth. "...you two are..." She had no idea what to say. She didn't know if Lulu knew about everything so she kept quiet but a second later she realized there was no point in staying quiet. After all they were both here and something fishy was going on. Razan shot out of her place and stood right in front of 7amad with anger and rage over-powering her. "What are you trying to do haa??? Rub it my face? You've done more that rub it, you have shoved it into my face! What are you trying to get across?? I get it! I was stupid and stubborn and maybe even too selfish but its too late! Can't you just accept that i regret every decision i made and forgive me!" Razan turned around and gave both of them her back. "Razan, it's not what you think please come back and sit down w ana afahmch, just calm down please, walla ra7 tfhmen kilshay bs ta3alay g3day"
"Mabe ag3ad just tell me what you want to say, 7tan lo adre its probably one of those just move on speeches." She had no interest in anything either one of them were going to say. "Fine, if you insist.... Razan ana awal ma 56bony 7g 7amad w shfta knt a7s wa7f mu7taram but with time gmt a7s ina his heart and his brain where occupied with someone else. He wasn't interested in me, he wasn't excited. Every man and woman lama ykonoon ma56oben 7g ba3ath there is always excitement in their eyes. But 7amad was far from excited. Knt acahthb roo7y w agool ina mako shay, im just over reacting until one time when we went out for dinner together to get to know each other. Throughout the whole dinner ma kan ga3d y6al3ne, i mean ga3d y6ale3ni bs ga3d yshofne as another person." Razan was still standing with her back to the both of them but she could hear truth in her voice. She wasn't lieing, everything she had said so far was seemed to be the genuine truth.
"I gathered up my courage and asked him. I wasn't ready to get involved in a serious marriage with someone who is always thinking about another woman. Ana ma wafa8t 3lai ila la2na as i was told, 7amad was the one that wanted me, he chose me. I asked if he really wanted me w mn radat fe3la to my question i knew the answer. But instead of standing up and storming out, it didn't bother me so much to be honest. I don't love him 3shan a'3ar 3lai wla a7tar after all it's an arranged family marriage. We started talking about it and for some reason 7amad opened up to me. Galy kilshay. I saw it in his eyes i saw everything and i just saw it in your eyes lama 3balch ini ana murta. Razan lo ana mas2lta w tzawjna chan ana 9rt his rebound, you were never his rebound, i was going to be the rebound girl w mako wa7da trtha 3la nafs'ha hal shay. Im glad 3raft 7amad. He's is a genuine guy and he truly loves you, im glad i met him 3ashan i help him get you back. Stop fighting your feelings and just admit them"
Lulu said more than enough. She didn't say another word. Razan still didn't turn around but Lulu was certain that she was crying and holding back her sobs. Razan slowly turned around and looked at Lulu. Her eyes were full of pain. Her eyes were asking Lulu for help. Tears were all over her cheeks. Her mascara was all over the place. Razan tapped her foot on the floor out of nerves and fear like a 7 year who was too scared to say a word. her legs couldn't hold her up anymore and she was scared.
7amad got up and walked out of the living room. Razan thought he was leaving. She didn't want him to leave because this time if he leaves it is actually it. Lulu got up and walked towards Razan, held her by the hand and led her towards the door. "Emshay ma3ay shway. " Razan had no control over her body. She didn't say no, she just walked. Lulu led her to outside the living room and found 7amad standing right in front of them. As soon as he saw them he got down on one knee and opened a red tiny box that a ring that was bigger than the first one he gave her.
"This time im proposing jdam kilman, 3shan matgwlen ina kan bs 7ache...Razan please for the second time and al7en you have no excuse now... mara7 agool shay zyada akthar mn ili sma3te all im going to say is...will you be my wife?" Razan looked up and found bothe her parents standing by the stairs looking at them. Her father was smiling. "Baba, 7amad ili kan yay ya56ebni?" All her father did was nod. "Razan, 7amad n9eebch lat'thay3ena mn eedch mara thanya, now you know what its like lama yroo7 mn eedch for good and when you were this close to being someone elses...."
Razan was scaerd. Is this for real? What should I do? She turned and looked at Lulu and saw anticipation in her eyes, she looked her mother who had her hands held up to her chest with her fingers intertwined waiting for this to end. She looked back down at 7amad and saw the pleading in his eyes. She closed her eyes and began to nod and a tear began to make its way down her cheek "Yes..."
7amad quickly stood up and walked up to her. He cupped her face, look deep into her eyes then kissed the crown of her head with so much love and regret. He pulled away but kept his chin on her head "walla ini a7bch" Razan rested her head on his chest and began to cry so hard "Im sorry 7amad... i swear im sorry, i never meant for this to happen..." As she began to sob 7amad lifted her head and looked her in the eye "5ala9 don't be sorry... sshh" He wiped away her tears with her thumb.
Razan remembered her parents standing there so she moved away from 7amad out of embarrassment. She ran to her father and threw herself into his arms hugging him so tight never wanting to let go. "Baba, im sorry! im sorry i put you all through this, it was selfish of me and i was only thinking about myself and didn't consider what effect this might have had on any of you..." Her father stroked her hair and whispered into her ear "Your my daughter, at7mal kilshay bs 3ashan ashof ilsa3ada b3ainch" She looked up at her father and he was right, happiness and piece is all he could see in her beautiful sparkling light grey eyes. "Mabrook 7bebti..."
Her mother held out her hands for her daughter and Razan ran into the arms that always kept her safe. The arms that cradled her when she was sick, sad, worried, happy or excited. The arms of the first person who shielded her from harm the moment she was born into this world. "This is your home, this is were you will always belong whenever you need anything... al7en rw7ay 7ag raylech 5al yfra7 fech 3ugb hal na6ra il6weela.." She kissed Razan on her cheeks and let go of her. As much as she didn't want to let go, she was sure there were another pair of arms that will shield her from anything that might harm her for the rest of her life.
Tboon post 3an il3ers????
wla tbon epilogue????
wla tbona i leave it as it is???? :DBshof shno il majority say and i will decide based in that
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