Rebound Chapter 50: Pre Finale: Alexander McQueen

L55 i know gltlch i was gna post ams bs ma5al9ta and it wasn't what i wanted it to be fa i changed a thing or two. 

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Previously:

She put her hands over her mouth forcing it shut and preventing any type of sound to be transmitted through the phone. Razan froze and was scared of answering back. It seemed like 7amad didn't know it was her or he would have said something. Maybe he just didn't read the caller ID or could he have actually deleted her number? After fighting back and biting on her lip so she wouldn't say hi back, she pulled the phone away from her ear and lightly placed her thumb on the end button but just left it there.

   Razan felt her heart aching. She shouldn't have done that. She shouldn't have called. She has made everything harder and her decisions now aren't any better than before. She was hoping 7amad would end the call and make this easier on her but he didn't...

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    Razan kept staring at the phone in her hand. She heard shuffling sounds coming from the speaker. She raised her hand and placed the phone back on her ear to listen but kept her mouth glued shut. A few seconds later of somewhat eaves dropping for nothing in particular, she heard something click then came the sound of the husky voice once again "Razan..."

   Razan didn't answer. Again, she put her hand over her mouth scared to even breath. Even though 7amad knew it was her but she still kept quiet. "....Razan, i know its you, every phone now has caller ID, i can see you number..." Ouch...Shoot... He knows it me! what do i do?? ard 3lai, wla asakra? "H..h.ii...Hii...." Maybe this was a sign. Maybe finding his kuwaiti number switched on was a sign for her that something good might be coming along.

   "Hala Razan, shfech sakta? w its late, fech shaaay??" 7amad sounded concerned. He was right, it was late and it was pretty unappropriated to call at this time. "Ummm... laaa... well.. not thing is really wrong... bs..uumm.." She had planned for this. Razan didn't think of the possibility of them having this conversation. She had no idea about what she wants to say. "Ok... mdam mafech shay serious and your fine i gotta go.... sorry bs mabe Lulu tgoom tlgany 3al telephone at this time of night. What would she think, ana mu eb Italy ana ga3d ma3aha bl q8 3la ma things pick up with the company, so please mabe mshakl..." Razan felt like she just got a hard slap across her face. The kind of slap the makes your jaw drop to the floor. "Lulu????" She said with this surprised, shocked and hurt type of tone. It was a bit too loud as well "aaa....yeaah... umm.. i guess i gotta go then..ummm.. bye 7amad."

   Razan sat up in her place and looked at her phone. She pinched herself to make sure this wasn't just a dream, unfortunately, the pinch hurt. She gently placed the phone beside her, pushed the top half of her body down and extended her legs as she placed her head on the pillow. Her eyes filled up with a pool of tears. As she pulled her knees up to her chest holding them tight, the tears began to roll down the side of her hair forming a wet spot on her pillow.

   She didn't think about what 7amad just said, her mind was blank. Razan was trying to remove one image out of her head. One image that she never ever wants to think about, 7amad living with another woman. The only way to avoid this was to stop herself from think about anything to do with 7amad. Everytime she wants to just as much as think of the sentence she chokes. She can't even say it to herself. Razan can't say that 7amad is now a married man and will never be hers...ever.

   She squeezed her eyes shut trying to force herself to sleep, which only caused the rest of the tears to come rushing down the side of her face. Razan didn't bother wiping them off, she left them to dry. Once again, all she wanted was to escape to her dream world, away from all of this, away from the truth.

   The next morning, Razan woke up with a throbbing headache and heavy eyelids. She quickly scanned through her mental diary for anything she might have to do for that day but when she realized she had nothing planned other than work, she tossed over to the other side and went back to sleep. She dreamt that night. She had numerous dreams that were all somehow connected but not connected at the same time. They all seemed related. At the time of each dream everything felt real, it was very vivid but every time she woke up or tossed over she wouldn't remember anything about it.

   Hours passed and Razan was still sleeping. Her mother and nanny both came in to wake her up for both breakfast and lunch but she had no idea of what was going on around her. For the first time in her life, Razan slept a very deep sleep. She didn't want to wake up. At around 5 pm she finally woke up with her head still pounding.  

   Slowly, Razan got out of bed avoiding any sudden or quick movements that might increases the pain. She grabbed her clean robe out of her drawer and a towel and headed to the bathroom to take a shower which might help her wake up and get rid of her headache. As the hot water hit her face she slowly began to be more alert and was able to keep her eyelids open. 5 minutes later, she proceeded with her shower as she lathered her hair with the shampoo and massaging her scalp and temples hoping it might make her feel a bit better. She scrubbed her body with her coconut milk body wash. She scrubbed as long as she can till her body was bright red.

   After putting her clothes on and tied her hair up into a wet bun, she grabbed her phone from her bed and checked if there were any calls or message. There was only one message from Aseel asking about how she is and three missed call from the office. It was too late to call back and she was not in the mood to go to work the next day.

   That day was eventless, she had no appetite and stayed at home alone in her bed watching movies and re-runs. No one was at home, they were invited to a dinner. Her mother told her to get ready and make her way to where they were but she was in no mood to socialize. At about 11 her parents came back and her mother sat by her side for an hour begging her to tell her what was bothering her but Razan kept denying everything and claimed it was probably the start of the flu.

   At 12:15 her mother decided to let her get some rest for work but just before she left she had a little surprise for her. "Eee Razan gabl ma ansa, tara ilnas byoon youm il5amees 3ogb 9lat ilma'3reb. Ana youmha ra7 akon 6al3a bs inshala awal ma y2thn ana akoon radda w mjahza 3omre.. ma awa9ech ksh5ay, yalla t9ben 3la 5air 7bebti" Her mother gave her a peck on her forehead and left the room leaving Razan with her wild thoughts.

   That night Razan stayed up convincing herself to let go of the past and fight for the future. 7amad is married now, he is never going to be hers again. She completely blew it this time. This is it, if he was able to let go then she will be able to let go as well. Razan promised herself to give this guy a proper chance, for her dad and for her. Her father was right, it was time to move on.

   Thursday was here and Razan did the usual. She chose a dress out of her large closet. This time she wanted something that brings life to her face. She hadn't put effort in the previous time but this time was different. She was actually smiling as she imagined how he might look like. Razan imagined a tall guy with dark hair and dark sparkling eyes. She imagined he would be shway asmar and maybe he might have a dark goatee. Everytime an image pops into her head she smiles.

   She wore an Alexander McQueen wool belted drape dress. She left her natural hair down as it is since it look good that day. She applied two coats of mascara and eyeliner. She put on some bronze blush to make her cheek bones pop out. She searched for that one shade of red lipstick she loves so much. Razan applied her Chanel le rouge putting on two layers of red on her full luscious lips.

    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???"

Rebound Chapter 49: Digits

Sorry 6awlt bs our connections has been a big pain!!

e7tmal next post pre-finale w ili 3ubga finale

enjooyyy :***

   A month passed and Razan still thinks about what 7amad meant. After that night she heard nothing from him. Aseel and Fahad hadn't come back from their honeymoon and had 2 weeks left. Razan was bored out of her brains but since she started working and her routine changed she felt her life change slightly as well. She met new people at work but none of them were the same as her beloved friends.
 
   As the days went by, she came to a conclusion that what 7amad said was just out of anger. If he actually meant something it he would have been done something by now. She assumed he was back in Italy and buried under files and files of work.

   The only alternative explanation to what he said would be that he got married. Maybe that's what he meant by the last sentence he said. She couldn't forget that night. He showed numerous sides of him. The angry side, the jealous side, the loving side, the caring side and last but not least the scary side. She couldn't deny that he actually scared her and she took his words as a threat. But she also couldn't forget the nice moments. That kiss. Her first kiss. Why did it have to end. If only time could stand still.

   As much as she wanted to run into his arms and tell him that she wants to spend the rest of her life being right next to him, she just couldn't. Other people are involved and she knows exactly well what they will go through if she goes back to 7amad. She knows what each person who is involved will say, think and feel. Razan saw it around her. She the reactions of the friend, the mother, the father, the people around them and also her reactions. There was no way on earth she could be the reason that would cause other people to feel everything her and her family and friends felt and went through. It just isn't right.
 
   One day the usual happened, her mother got a call mn wa7da ina wldha eb 5a6re yshofha w yabe ya56bha. But as always, Razan immediately refused.  Her parents had enough of her stubbornness and wasn't going to let this one pass. Razan's father got involved and was determined to do whatever it takes to make Razan actually consider the guy.

   "Bs Razan, e7na tsahlna ma3ach wayd, laima muta btmen chthe? may9er kil ma t8admlch wa7d gbl ma 7tan tshofena wla tsm3en 3anna shay tarfthena 3la 6ool!! shno nawya tg3den 6ool 3omrch chthe bs 3ashan ma5thaitay 7amad?? Fe alf wa7d a7san mna w ytmanonch!" As mad as her father was, he stayed cool and hoped that reasoning with her might get them somewhere. "La yuba mu 3shan 7amad bs ana mabe atzawaj al7en, mu '3a9b ilzwaj." 

   It was because of 7amad. Razan doesn't think any man could fill his shoes. "Ashoof lama 7amad t8admlch kntay tben tzawjain w ma3ndch mane3, shno ili t'3ayar al7en??" Razan could't explain herself since they don't know the whole story "mat'3ayr shay...bs may9er kil ma a7ad dag ta'39bony ag3ad w artaz jdam ilnas w ana mu 3ajbny ilwath3 wla rathya ble ga3d y9er.. baba trtha ina ana ga3da aswe shay ga3d yzed hamy? trtha ina ili ga3da aswe mu ga3d ysa3dne bs ga3d y9a3b klshay eb 3ainy?" She badly wanted to tell him exactly what she holds in her heart but he just won't understand.

   "La 6ab3an mu rathy, bs trthain ta7rema mn ina nfra7 fech? w enshof 3yalch? ana w omch manbe shay. nabe ma9la7tch nbech tnsain ilmathy w ili 9ar wt3shen 7yatch, ilnas kilaha ga3da t3esh 7yate and all your doing is living in the same moment over and over again and refusing to move on!!" Unlike Razan, her father was able to say every single word he was feeling. Every single word that was bouncing about in his head. "Baba please! I am moving on im not stuck in the same time and place, but this is my way of moving on and nothing changed bs mabe atzawaj al7en??"

   "Mdam mat'3ayr shay, 3shan 5a6re, itha 9j t7ben oboch w t3zena, ra7 tg3den ma3a hal rayal w tfakren fe 3adl, w itha maly shay eb glbch...saway ili tbena." With that, he got up and left her. Even though he was certain she can't say no to what he just asked of her, but there was this little doubt he couldn't push aside and it was actually scaring him.

   For the next few days Razan knew what she had to do but she didn't want to. Not because she refused to get married, or because she thinks no one can replace 7amad, but because she feared that she might actually like him and would think he is a great gentlemen. She was scared that she might consider him even if it was for a second.

   2 nights before the visitors were due to come, something inside her kept whispering asking her to contact 7amad. It wasn't asking for anything, all it wanted was a comforting voice. After 4 hours of deep thinking and after realizing she didn't have 7amad's number in Italy, she found no harm in dialing his kuwaiti number just to make herself feel better. Just to stop the whispering in her head. Since she was certain it would be switched off, she grabbed her phone and dialed the digits that she would never forget.

   A few seconds later, she was surprised when she actually heard it ringing. At first she wanted to end the call but something inside her said he wasn't going to answer for sure, she just wanted to feel the possibility of her hearing his voice. So she decided she would wait until the call ends on its own. After about 8 rings, it goes silent, she heard a deep breath and a sleepy husky voice "Aloo..."

   She put her hands over her mouth forcing it shut and preventing any type of sound to be transmitted through the phone. Razan froze and was scared of answering back. It seemed like 7amad didn't know it was her or he would have said something. Maybe he just didn't read the caller ID or could he have actually deleted her number? After fighting back and biting on her lip so she wouldn't say hi back, she pulled the phone away from her ear and lightly placed her thumb on the end button but just left it there.

   Razan felt her heart aching. She shouldn't have done that. She shouldn't have called. She has made everything harder and her decisions now aren't any better than before. She was hoping 7amad would end the call and make this easier on her but he didn't...

Rebiund Chapter 48: Sensations

Hal post dedicated to L55 

You'll know why when u read ;p

ENJOOY :**

Previously:

Hind: 7amad?? hatha inta?

7amad: hala 5alte ee hatha ana.. faja2teeni walla 5alte Hind.

Hind: Eee walla ana esta'3rabt lama sheftek... ee 9a7 wee nsait a3arfk 3laaiha, ba3ad hatha 9ar et9er murtk inshala, 9j ina ma 9ar shay rasmy w laima al7en mashft'ha 3adl bs e3tbr hathe awal shofa... hathe benti Lulu.

7amad: hala walla.. shlonech lulu? sha5barek?

Lulu: 7mdila b5air.

7amad: doom inshala

   7amad couldn't help but notice how beautiful she is. Even without one drop of make up. She had mid length brown hair and big brown eyes. She was thin but a tiny bit taller than the average Kuwaiti girl. Mashallah etyanen many gadr asheel 3aini 3anha.

Hind: yalla 7bebi 3yal man6awl 3laik 3shan trta7

7amad: La shad3wa 5alte.. for9a sa3eeda Lulu.

Lulu: w ana as3ad.. ma3a ilsalama...

7amad: ma3a ilsalama...

WOOW! 

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   "Razan..... Razan n6raaay..." She didn't answer. She didn't want to answer. She played dumb and continued walking. "RAAZAAAN!!" Razan was worried someone would hear whats going on w mu 7lwa eb 7agha at night w eb hal mukan. Razan quickly turned around and took a few steps forward closing the large between them "WHAAAT??? can you not shout my name out in the middle of the parking lot!!"

   "EE STOP WALKING W RDAY 3LAIY! lo rdaitay i wouldn't have to shout." She stood there for a few seconds took a deep breath turned around and took a few steps only to feel someone snatch her back. "Stop walking away ogfay!" There was a tone of pleading in his voice

   "Let go of me please! "
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   Without saying another word, he dragged Razan and stood between two cars so they would be out of sight. "I let go of you now what? your going to leave again?" He was hurt from Razan's actions "Yeah maybe i will! a9lan what are you doing here? aren't you suppose to be in Italy with your NEW WIFE!!" 7amad was surprised at her question. "I had a few days off gelt aye 7g il3ers and what wife???" He was completely confused. "What wife?? don't play dumb! i know there's a new lady in your life that your going to play around with!!"

   "Play around with??? sh'3a9bch!! Razan im not married where the hell did you get that from?!" He wanted to snap back at her remark but he ignored it. "I know your parents ybonkm tzwaj w ta5th'ha ma3ak Italy since your moving there!" Razan said that in the lowest voice ever. Scared of admitting the truth. "9a7 my parents kanaw ybone atzawaj w 9j omi lgatle wa7da bs ana matzawjt, 7tan 5e6ba rasmya ma 9arat, kil ili 9ar 7ache." He wanted her to understand.

   "Mdam fe wa7da out there that's waiting to be officially engaged to you then i won't stand between you two. I refuse to be the reason for her going through what i wen through so please move i've got a wedding to get back to." She couldn't let the same thing she went through happen to someone else. Feeling abandoned and betrayed even for a second is something no human being should go through. "LA2! mara7 awa5r wla ra7 a5alech t7arkain! n6art wayd w mara7 an6r anymore! There might be a woman waiting and she might be beautiful, gorgeous polite and every man's dream.."
Razan cut him off before he would continue "I don't need to now all this about your future wife for god's sake CUT IT OUT AND MOVE!!!"

   "Gltch mara7 awa5er w 5aleni akaml! she might be every man's dream but she's not mine. She's not my dream, she's not the one i chose, she's not the one my heart chose! She's not the one i want to spend the rest of my life with!! fehmay walla ta3abteeni!!" Razan couldn't take it anymore she wanted so bad to break down and cry but she kept reminding herself of Aseel's wedding. She had to go back in there and she can't go back in there with tears running down her face and mascara say7a 3la wayha.

   "Where were you before haa?? wainek 3ane gbl? i might have been as subborn and hard headed as a large rock but i was hoping that you sit me down and force me to hear what i wanted to hear!!! why now?? why now when i'm finally able to live with the pain of not having you???" So many questions were running around in her head. As much she didn't want to listen to him before she also wanted him to fight for her and ignore what she wanted just to prove to her that he loves her.

   "Razan shswe! you refused to listen to me w Aseel was standing by you and supporting your decision! ma7ad kan rathy ysma3ne wla ya36eni fur9a ina i fight for you! You quickly made your own assumptions! You didn't give me the benefit of the doubt! I don't know how to live without you Razan! You turn my world right side up!" He was breaking her heart but now its too late for the both of them to admit there mistakes. She can't just take him away from someone else. "Mahma kan gabl '3air w al7en '3air. Al7en someone else is in the picture. You need to think of her as well."

   "NOTHING HAPPENED BETWEEN US!! agoolch we're not even official its just 7ache!!" He couldn't believe what she was saying. Why is she throwing away another chance. "THATS WHAT WE WERE!!! WE WEREN'T OFFICIAL AND YOU CANCELLED THE DAY THAT WAS SUPPOSE TO MAKE US OFFICIAL!! we weren't official and it was also 7ache with us as well! bs 7ache between us and our family. The day that things were suppose to be official was thrown away by YOU!!!" He is describing the exact situation they were in. "BUT IT WAS DIFFERENT!! ana knt a7bch w still a7bch!! il7ache ili 9ar mat'3ayr I STILL WANT YOU! il 7ache ili 9ar was real! it was real and you jumped to conclusions!" He felt like Razan was slipping away again slowly. "Razan what do you want? ma3laich mn ay shay thany ma3laich mn ay sha59 thany! What do YOU want! don't think about anyone else tell me!!"

   "I don't know!!" She knew exactly what she wanted but she was scared of saying it out loud. A battle between the right thing to do and what she wants to do was going on in her head. "WHAT DO YOU WANT??!! i know what i want because its u! i want what's standing right in front of me right now!! what do you want?" 7amad's eye were pleading for the answer he knew was deep down in her heart, he wanted her to say it. "I have to go 7amad please!!" She pushed him aside and began walking. 7amad was furious "RAZAAAN!!" He screamed out her name so loud her heart skipped a beat and she immediately turned around. "Shfeek??"

   "YOU CAN'T... YOU JUST... " He was so mad and hurt he didn't know what to say. He marched towards her, wrapped his right arm around her waist and held her upper arm with his left hand, pulled her slightly up and kissed her. He kissed her for the first time. He kissed her so hard with all his being. If words couldn't show her how much he wanted her then his actions can. He softened his kiss scared of hurting her. Razan tensed up at first. She was caught off guard and wasn't expecting him to kiss her when she saw him marching towards her. She thought he was going to hurt her.

   She quickly pushed every thought out of her mind and tried to comprehend what was happening. She let go and let the moment control her. She wrapped her hands around his neck as a single tear slowly rolled down her cheek. He caressed her lower back and pulled away to look her. Her eyes were full of questions.

   7amad noticed the tear sitting on her cheek and wiped it away. He didn't get enough of her. Her lips tasted of strawberries, he wanted more. He leaned back in and was a centimeter away from her lips but he stopped. He wanted to know if she was ok with this. Razan moved face closer till their lips were brushing against each other. 7amad moved his lips onto Razan's lip and barely touched them but pulled away again. Lust was overpowering him. He moved closer and touched her lips with his one more time but as soon as she was going to settle and kiss him he moved away again. This was torturing Razan. Why is he doing this. They both know how much they want there lips to kiss again. Finally, he kissed her without any more of his games.

   7amad wanted every feeling, every taste, every touch from this very moment to be imprinted in his memory. As Razan kissed him back he devoured her lips not wanting to ever stop. She let out a slight "mmmm" which pushed him over the edge but he quickly stopped himself and pulled away scared of what might come up next.

   7amad's eyes were sparkling while Razan was in a daze. "This is what i want, I want all of this for me. I won't allow anyone else to have you." Maybe this was it. Maybe finally he can get her and she can be his. "I want this too, if only someone else wasn't involved."

   "Laish em9amema you complicate things ya Razan?? You know what! Fine kaifech!!! bs lat3a9ben 3ala ay shay ra7 tshofena meni INZAIN??" He squeezed himself between Razan and the car and stormed away leaving Razan in the parking lot all alone. She stroked her lips as she remembered the sensation. What did i just do?? What the hell is wrong with me offf!!

   Razan quickly ran back inside gabl ma a7ad yla7th ina she's missing. She went to the restroom first to touch up on her make up. A few minutes later she was done and went straight to Aseel and Fahad 3ashan etbarklhum. To he surprise Aseel noticed something fishy going on. "Razan.. shfech chthe wayhech ma9fog?"

   "Haa la mafeni shay slamtch, don't worry about me, your husband is right next to you estansay ma3a." She give her a quick kiss on the cheek "Mabrook Fahad, adre ina mayabela awa9ek bs ham der balek 3laiha, Aseel means the world to me." She smiled as she said every word hiding the fear that was filling up every vein in her body.

   "Affaa 3laich, Aseel eb 3youni.... Razan?? shftay 7amad 9a7?" Razan felt the color draining from her face but she played it cool. "7amad?? laa mashftaa? rad mn Italy?" Fahad obviously didn't believe her but played along. "Ee rad for a few days w brd Italy..."

   Razan smiled and turned around and walked away heading back to her seat. For the rest of the night all she could think about was 7amad's last sentence. Shno '3a9da? Shno nawe ysawe??

Rebound Chapter 47: Ya 3ashgeen

Heloooo :**

ok so 9j ina i didnt post the day after 3la 6ool

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w it's a long post

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a few post w b5al9

maybe 3 or 4 chthe inshala

so please comment

and tell me what type of story do you want the next story to be?

ana ga3da afakr eb a few story lines bs so far nothing clicked

so abekm etsa3done

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ooohh one more thing

hal post dedicated to nawarii 

bcz she gave me hints 3an Aseel w Fahad hehe

mafroth a5r post ykon dedicated to her bs nsait aktb

w ham 3shan matz3lon its dedicated to every other reader out there

bdonkm i wouldn't have been able to continue this story

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enjoooyy

Previously:

As 7amad sat on the plane and watched Kuwait get smaller and smaller by the second as the airplane flew away from it he felt like he left his heart behind. He felt like there was no more hope. As he turned around to his surprise he saw the two ladies that he was not expecting. They were the last two ladies he wanted to bump into that morning on the plane.

Hind: 7amad?? hatha inta?

7amad: hala 5alte ee hatha ana.. faja2teeni walla 5alte Hind.

Hind: Eee walla ana esta'3rabt lama sheftek... ee 9a7 wee nsait a3arfk 3laaiha, ba3ad hatha 9ar et9er murtk inshala, 9j ina ma 9ar shay rasmy w laima al7en mashft'ha 3adl bs e3tbr hathe awal shofa... hathe benti Lulu.

7amad: hala walla.. shlonech lulu? sha5barek?

Lulu: 7mdila b5air.

7amad: doom inshala

   7amad couldn't help but notice how beautiful she is. Even without one drop of make up. She had mid length brown hair and big brown eyes. She was thin but a tiny bit taller than the average Kuwaiti girl. Mashallah etyanen many gadr asheel 3aini 3anha.

Hind: yalla 7bebi 3yal man6awl 3laik 3shan trta7

7amad: La shad3wa 5alte.. for9a sa3eeda Lulu.

Lulu: w ana as3ad.. ma3a ilsalama...

7amad: ma3a ilsalama...

WOOW!
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  December came along. Aseel and Fahad's wedding was in a week. No one heard from 7amad. Even Fahad knew nothing about him since he left. He figured it was just him being busy with setting up the company and settling down. He also didn't hear of anything progressing about him getting married of officially engaged.

   Razan was over the moon happy for the both of them but deep down inside she was scared of losing them as friends. They would be busy with their own life which is different than when they were all single together. But she is still happy for them no matter what happens.

   The week flew by as the girls spent every waking hour checking everything making sure every single details is right. Aseel's dress finally arrived and it fit perfectly. It looked beautiful on her. Razan's dress was ready a week ago but since she kept on loosing weight even more in the last week she needed one last visit to the 5aya6 from one last alteration order hopefully. Every appointment was still on schedule.

   1 days was left and it was planned down tto he second. Today Aseel was going to get hair treatment at 10. Then a little hair trimming and maybe a little change to it at 12. Then her and Razan we're going for lunch. After lunch is over they would pay a visit to the guy who is designing the kosha to make sure the flowers she wanted were available.
   
   Luckily, the flowers she wanted would arrive the morning of her wedding so they would be fresh and bright. After their quick visit, Razan took Aseel to her massage appointment where they both got relaxed and their muscles where at ease by the end of the 2 hour session. Once that was done, Razan had to literally drag Aseel home so she could get some rest.

   The day of the wedding was hectic. Everyone was running around doing this and that. Fahad was checking hotel and plane reservations. Razan went to check on the ballrom and then made sure the hair and make up appointments were all still on.

   About and hour before Aseel's make up appointment she was nowhere to be found. 45 minutes later they found her down at the ballroom driving all the people who are working there crazy. She was about to pull out a ruler and make sure every chair was the exact same distant apart, every spoon and fork where the same distant apart, every table cloth end was the same distant off the ground. She was making the flower guy count every flower he places on each table so that every table has the same amount of flowers. After a long argument between Aseel and her mother and Razan they finally managed to get her out of there before she messes up the whole place.

   It was time. The wedding has started. Aseel's mother was all ready and was waiting for all the people to arrive. They had invited a lot of people and everyone was happy and couldn't wait to see the beautiful bride.

   Razan was ready and had to go see if Aseel's mother needed any help but she scared of leaving Aseel alone with the hair stylist after what she did to the make up artist. "Aseel 7bebti 5fay 3laihm shway, tra walla uhma 3arfen shu'3lhm 5aleeha" Razan was trying to shove some sense into Aseel's thick head but it was useless "A5aleeha?? Shlon a5aleehaa?? Chthe a7ad yswe fair chthe?? I look like a freaking poodle who just got out of the pool for gods sake... etgole 5aleeha.. 3ersy ilyoum 3ersy!!shno aroo7 chthe! tben Fahad y3ayb 3laiy??" Aseel was so close to breaking into tears but this was all too funny.

   "I wish i had a camera! walla hal youm mayt6awf.. its better than any other day of 'Aseel has gone wild' 7yate walla may9er chthe.. intay 3a6eha fur9a w itha ma3jbech at the end etsweelch your hair again on time for you to walk into the ball room, inzain?? i promise!" Razan was trying so hard to stop herself from laughing. "OOFFFF watever fine!! This better be good or you can forget about me walking in there!"

   "Inzain it will, just calm down and zip it.. ana broo7 ashof omch a5af t7taj shay w i'll be back by the time the lady is done." Razan excuse herself and went to check on the ball room and on Aseel's mom. The place was packed with people. The dance floor was filled with women dancing. Every girl Razan laid her eyes on was beautiful and all she could say was mashala. The music was amazing.

   She said hi to every one she knows. Everyone was complementing her on over all look. Her mother kept smiling at her every time a woman came up to her to say hi. Thoughts of any woman here thinking about inha ta56b Razan was pushed aside for tonight. Razan wanted to enjoy her best friends wedding without any upsetting thoughts. Razan's dress was sort of like the one in the picture. She looked stunning but her wasn't styled a bit differently but it was still left down. 

   It was time for Aseel to make her entrance so Razan quickly went up to the suite to check on Aseel. To her surprise Aseel was ready and her smile was beaming. "I like it... I really like it." Razan let out a little laugh "Mu gltlch n6ray w ra7 ya3jbch bs intay allah yhdach mafech 9abr... inzain yalla let me zip up your dress kilman na6rch."

   Razan zipped up Aseels dressed and then hugged her best friend from behind and they both looked at each other in the mirror. "Mashala a7la 3aroos shft'ha eb 7yate... ma awa9ech take care of your man ok?? I love you so much! I can't believe your going to be a mama soon!!"

   "Heeeyy shnoo maamaa!?? a9lan ana mara7 ayeb yahal laima you get married 3shan we have kids together and they become best friends nafsna" Aseel sort of really meant it. She wanted to wait for her best friend. "Hahahaha, al7en etgolen chthe bs b3dain you and Fahad are going to want your own kids w mara7 tgdron ta9bron.. w a9lan ana la7ga 3al zwaj.. taw ilnas"

   She hugged her best friend and wished her luck and walked her to the ball room entrance. The DJ announced that she was ready to enter. The lights were dimmed, the camera lady headed towards the big wooden doors, her spot light was aiming at Aseel, making her stand out.

   As the song started to play, Aseel took her first few steps into the ball room. She was greeted with numerous ladies ga3den eyabeboon. Her two young cousin where standing by the doorway, one on the left and one on the right, they lightly threw flower petals on the bride. As Aseel took a few further steps the girls walked behind her continuing to throw more petals.

   The camera lady and photographer were circling her making sure they captured every second of every moment and from every angle. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Ask the ladies clapped and her mother cried tears of joy. She finally reached her kosha and sat down with her dress fanned out.

   All her cousins and friends made their way to dance floor as they danced to the next song that came up. It was Ya 3ashgen malat 7sain iljasmy. Aseel instantly knew that Razan asked the DJ to play that song since it was their favorite song from 7sain iljasmy and it held great memories from the states.

ياعاشقين اسمعوا .. قصة غرام احكموا

لاتظلمون الغريم

بالله عن تظلموا .. عاشقين ارحموا

الحب شيء عظيم

ياعاشقين اسمعوا .. قصة غرام احكموا ( لا تظلمون الغريم ) بالله
عن تظلموا .. عاشقين ارحموا ( الحب شيءٍ ) عظيم


ياعاشقين اسمعوا .. قصة غرام احكموا .. لا تظلمون الغريم


ياناس شوقي لهم .. يخصهم وحدهم

بي زود عشق الغرام

قلبي سكن عندهم ..واحتوي وصلهم

وما أقدر أعبر كلام

يا عاشقين اسمعوا .. قصة غرام احكموا / لا لا .. لا تظلمون
الغريم .. بالله عن تظلموا .. عاشقين ارحموا / الحب شيء(ن) عظيم


ياعاشقين اسمعوا .. قصة غرام احكموا .. لا تظلمون الغريم

ياشوق .. ياشوق قلبي شديد .. في ود منهو عنيد

ياكم تحمل هموم

صبري أبد مايفيد .. يامن غلاكم أكيد

لاتلوم قلب محروم

   She enjoyed the site of ladies dancing far7aneen eb youm zwajha. Kil ili yayen that night yayen 3shan ysharkonha fara7ha w ystanson eb laila ra7 tkon bdaya ydeda 7g 7yat'ha. A new start, a different life filled with loved and surprises.  After about 45 minutes it was announced that the men will be coming in. ili mt7ajba t'3a6at w lbsat 7jabha w ili mu mt7ajba '3a6at her bare shoulders.

   Within five minutes every standing woman was sitting in her seat waiting for the group of men to walk in. The lights were slightly dimmed again and the camera lady and photographer headed to entrance. The first row consisted of Fahad, his father and Aseel's father. There were about 6 other men behind them. Razan wasn't really paying attention to the men but as she was turned her head she noticed something. She noticed someone, but did that someone notice her as well.

   She couldn't believe her eyes. This can't be happening NO NO NOOO!!! ooofff i need to get out of here!! bs shlon!!! itha Aseel drat ina i left she's going to get mad! ra7 tz3al... oooffff i know i know aroo7 an6r eb syarte ana 9af6a 3nd il entrance its close w awal ma the men leave ard adsh.... ya ya ok

   So Razan quickly snuck out before anyone notices. She quickly ran down the stairs and out of the main entrance. Her steps were quick but she couldn't help but feel someone following her. Her heart began to beat faster and faster. She took a quick glance over her shoulders and she was right, there was someone following her.

   "Razan..... Razan n6raaay..." She didn't answer. She didn't want to answer. She played dumb and continued walking. "RAAZAAAN!!" Razan was worried someone would hear whats going on w mu 7lwa eb 7agha at night w eb hal mukan. Razan quickly turned around and took a few steps forward closing the large between them "WHAAAT??? can you not shout my name out in the middle of the parking lot!!"

   "EE STOP WALKING W RDAY 3LAIY! lo rdaitay i wouldn't have to shout." She stood there for a few seconds took a deep breath turned around and took a few steps only to feel someone snatch her back. "Stop walking away ogfay!" There was a tone of pleading in his voice

   "Let go of me please! "

MNOOOOOO????? 

Rebound Chapter 46: Airplanes

Previously:

She expected this to turn out good. Until one day when he mother got a call from his mother that was not what she was looking forward for. It broke her. She never felt so down as she felt on that day. When she finally got close to her dream of a family it was taken away from her. Aseel turned to the one person she knew she could turn to. She turned to Razan. That day was a wake up call. A wake up call for the both of them. Aseel learnt to never have her expectations too high. When you don't expect anything you can't be disappointed. Razan snapped out of the her hard-headed thinking and decided to change things.

One Year later.....

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   Razan and Aseel graduated. 7amad's dad was ready to expand his company to Italy and assigned 7amad to be in charge of the company there. Fahad was finally ready to get married, he waited a year and he can't wait any longer. No one expected him to choose the lovely girl he had chosen. He claims that things between then never crossed any lines and it was always kept as a pure friendship that they both had before he decided to change his perspective.
 
   Fahad and Aseel talked to each other more often. It was nothing like any serious love chats two love birds would have. They talked about anything and everything. They joked around and he never told her what he felt towards her. This is what the conversations were usually like.
 
Fahad: eeeee ya3nee ma5laitay shay bl jam3ya 7g ilawadm! Msaken fe nas ihnak ba3ad tbe takl!!
 
Aseel: waaayyyy sa5eeeef!! Al7en ana shno glt 3shan chthe tgwl! Yaa3ne lama
ilwa7d yro7 iljam3ya aked byshtre wayd a'3rath!
 
Fahad: allah yhdach mu bs wayd a'3rath intay mn kl shelf ma5tha malyon alf shay! Ana agool der balch tara b3dain t6la3lch karsha w ashya2 w la7am zayd w y6e7 7athch ma7d y6l eb wayhch
 
Aseel: fahad, tadre shlon, ilsharha 3laiy ana ili hadda packing my things w rdait 3ala iltelefone! 3bale 3ndk salfa 6la3t fathy! Allah y3en murtk 3laik! Maskeena ili bta5thek omha da3ya 3laiha! ra7 tnte7r mnek! Oofff
 
Fahad: a9laaan ya ba5ath murtiii! Ya ba5at ili bakon raylhhaaa! Wala la a3aysh'ha a7la 3eesha! a3yesha nafs ilmalka, ashelha foug rase w aftar ildnya kilaha ma3aha, ma a5ale wla shay eb 5a6rha wla awareha youm wa7d 5ays eb 7yat'ha, walla la a5ale 7yat'ha kila far7a w wanasa
 
Aseel: inshalaaa!! Inshala hal 7ache 9a7 wla maskena itha btswe feha nafs matswe feni bt'hed ilbait w t6la3.
 
Fahad: la inshala!!... Agool Aseel, 3ade as2lch shay?
 
Aseel: akeed shda3wa, es2l ili tbe..
 
Fahad: laima al7en 7assa inch tben mesh3al ili t8amlch?
 
Aseel: tbe il9j??
 
Fahad: ee wla chan mas2lt
 
Aseel: kilish ma abe, 7mdila ina ma9ar baina shay, 7mdila 5eera, 7ade mrta7a al7en w where ever he is w whatever he's doing allah ywafga w ys3da inshala
 
Fahad: 3omre mashft wa7da nafsch galbha abyath w 6ayba.
 
   Aseel never thought too much of their conversations. After fahad decided that the women for him was right there infront of him all along he tried not to speak to her as often. He just thought it would be better that way for when his mother calls Aseel's mother that their constant conversations would not effect her decision. He wanted her to say yes for her and not because they have grown closer and she was afraid of losing her friend.
 
   Razan heard from fahad and also a few others that ahal 7amad ybon ya56onla 3shan ytzawaj w he didn't say no. She heard that his mother found a sweet yound girl for him but nothing is official yet. The first time she heard about this it broke her heart to pieces after she finally managed to glue together what was left of her heart after the first time. She accepted the truth and the facts.

   Even though her health was deteriorating and she was losing too much weight no one could say anything about it cause they saw no sign of depression but the truth is she is way beyond depressed. She is living on sleeping pills because she can't get any sleep. All she does is think of 7amad. She knew her decision was a mistake she was going to regret but she has to live with it. 7amad did try to fight for her but she knew if he had tried a bit harder she would have gave in and went back to him.
 
   After the girls moved back in a month fahad t8adam 7g Aseel. At first she was scared and hesitant. She didn't know if her saying yes is because she knows him very well as a friend or if it Is because there might actually be potential to their relationship.
 
   Everything was set. They were to have a winter wedding in December. Their milcha would be in November l2na Fahad yabe 7amad ykon mawjod 7g milchat. From what Razan heard, 7amad was leaving for Italy the morning after milchat'hum.

   Since 7amad started working and things went down hill between him and Razan, all he does is bury himself in piles an piles of work. He spends every waking minute working. Even when he is at home. He found this to be the only way for which he can forget about Razan. He lies to others and says that he forgot her and she never comes across his mind but he can't lie to himself. Whenever he isn't working he is thinking of her. Sometimes even work can't stop his mind from wondering to what could have been.

   His parents were insisting that he gets married before moving to Italy and that he should take his wife with him. He didn't care anymore. He didn't care about anything. He lost Razan and nothing else mattered anymore. She was the one he wanted but she refused. She's probably living her life. But he was never able to imagine her living with someone else. Waking up next to another man. Living with another man under the same roof. He gets mad every time the image of her being pregnant with some else's child.

   Time passed and the girls were getting ready for the milcha and wedding. Aseel didn't want to go to Paris to fill her closet with millions of hangers. She wanted one thing, an Oscar De La Renta wedding dress and she got it.

   Her milcha was going to be a small party for family and friends she didn't want to go overboard since she's having a big wedding. Her milcha dress was a simple navy blue dress with a big bow belt. Her was styled into a french braid on the side of her head into a bun at the back.

   Razan took a long time to find a dress that didn't need so much alternation. Every dress she tried on was double her size. She was lucky enough to find a dress that was a tiny bit too big. Is was a royal purple dress that according to the lady at the store, it was from the collection for the 'petite'. She paired it with silver strap heels. Her hair was in very big curls and half of it was pinned up.

   Razan couldn't be happier for her friend. Finally, she got her prince charming. She found the man that would treat her right and fill her life with hope, love and joy. She couldn't wait to see baby Aseel's and Fahad's.

   On the night of the milcha, luckily, Razan didn't see 7amad. Fahad and his dad were the only two men who entered the 9alla since it was small party. Fahad and Aseel sat of their tiny kosha looking at all their friends and family as they celebrated this beautiful night where two people have been united and will be spending a very long happy life together.

    Razan couldn't help but wonder what it would have been like with 7amad. If nothing had happened. If Jenna hadn't come back into the picture. If 7amad had only told her the truth. If Razan herself had learnt how not to be so stubborn. But thinking and feeling more guilty by the second is useless. "Lai fat ilfoot ma ynfa3 il9ot" Thats what she always told her herself. 7amad was going to get married soon or so she heard. Razan had to move on even thought she greatly doubts that she will ever meet someone who could possibly replace 7amad's place in her heart. Since she left 7amad, 3 guys t8damaw laha bs ehya rfthat claiming that there was "no chemistry", "no spark". She didn't really know if there is chemistry or spark cause she never really gave any of them a chance.

   Every guy she saw she would compare to 7amad. Whether it was his perfume, the way he sits, the way he talks, the way he watches her, the way he shakes her hand. Nothing was close to being the same as what 7amad does. She knew it was wrong. She knew she killing herself slowly but she couldn't stop. She missed him. She missed his scent and his warmth. She missed his velvety voice in the morning.

   She learnt not to show everyone how she actually feels and began to bury everything deep down inside. She mastered the art of lying and deceiving. She learnt how to even smile with her eyes. Any one who looks her in the eye thinking they could find out if she really was happy or not would not see the pain and sorrow she has been carrying around with her. Razan had locked all the pain away in a huge box in her mind. No one could ever reach it.

   7amad on the other hand, even a stranger could tell he's going through a rough time. He always looks tired even though he works 24/7 with a lot of energy. He has bags under his eyes from the lack of sleep. You could see one or two grey hairs in his head mn kther ma y7ate. He only agreed on the marriage hoping it would be an escape from the life he's living. He is hoping it would make him forget her. That his wife would fill up his life and make him happy again, make him forget everything else.

   The milcha was over. The night was over. Everyone left. Fahad took his wife Aseel to the best 5 star restaurant in the country. Their parents went home to rest after a long exciting day. Razan went home and prayed ina allah ywafghum w y5alehm 7g ba3ath. She felt like she had to share Aseel now. 7amad went home to finishing packing and leave for the airport to move to Italy.

   As 7amad sat on the plane and watched Kuwait get smaller and smaller by the second as the airplane flew away from it he felt like he left his heart behind. He felt like there was no more hope. As he turned around to his surprise he saw the two ladies that he was not expecting. They were the last two ladies he wanted to bump into that morning on the plane.

Hind: 7amad?? hatha inta?

7amad: hala 5alte ee hatha ana.. faja2teeni walla 5alte Hind.

Hind: Eee walla ana esta'3rabt lama sheftek... ee 9a7 wee nsait a3arfk 3laaiha, ba3ad hatha 9ar et9er murtk inshala, 9j ina ma 9ar shay rasmy w laima al7en mashft'ha 3adl bs e3tbr hathe awal shofa... hathe benti Lulu.

7amad: hala walla.. shlonech lulu? sha5barek?

Lulu: 7mdila b5air.

7amad: doom inshala

   7amad couldn't help but notice how beautiful she is. Even without one drop of make up. She had mid length brown hair and big brown eyes. She was thin but a tiny bit taller than the average Kuwaiti girl. Mashallah etyanen many gadr asheel 3aini 3anha.

Hind: yalla 7bebi 3yal man6awl 3laik 3shan trta7

7amad: La shad3wa 5alte.. for9a sa3eeda Lulu.

Lulu: w ana as3ad.. ma3a ilsalama...

7amad: ma3a ilsalama...

WOOW!

change of plans shway

ok so i know i said i was going to post part b

but instead i read through all the chapters again to see if the ending i had in mind is still ok

and it still is so im not changing it

i also decided ina im going to fast forward shway

aktb the important things in detail

and the things that you aren't very important i just mention

w adre ina kilkum tbon t3arfon shno b9er

l2na itha kamalt 3ade ra7 et6awl ilstory w ra7 etmlon

fa baswe chthe 3shan i get to the point ili ana abeha

the point that would lead to the ending

madre cham post is left l2na honestly im not sure yet bs its coming to an end mabuga wayd

and since i've been a bad blogger w mu gadra i post kilyoum

3a6oni a few days 3shan aktb cham chapter 3ashan agdar i post wara ba3ath w ma a5alekm tan6ron

next chapter is going to be loongg

w inshala inshalaa fingers crossed ra7 i post it tonight aw bacher itha gdart a5al9a cz ana ray7a est8bal now fa magdar i write it :S

oohh ohh ohhh

i am also open for suggestions on if you want another story or not

and if you do, what type of story do you want it to be?

so please kilkum comment

im open to suggestion laima a5al9 hal story w b3dain agolkm shno i decided to write on 

w aktbklm a small intro of the story i chose w golooli itha 3jabtkm w tboni akalm wla tboni i change it

baskt al7en la2ne wayd garagt w bro7 akaml abadl gabl ma anzaf for making them wait for me *hands on face* LOOL

love u guyzz :***

Rebound Chapter 45(a): Wake up

Mbarak 3laikum ilshahar :**

Adre ta25rt bs i've been sick

w rmthan bda and you know how the first few days of ramadan are like

zwara mne w zwara mnak w ensalm 3la hal bait w enzor hal bait

i still don't feel well my throat hurts waaydd

and my killer headaches mu rathyen yfchon shway ;(

i feel soo bad ina i didn't post for a week 

i started on the chapter ilyoum bs ma5al9ta

glt i post part A now w inshala a7awl i post part B bacher

love u guyzz :**

ENJOOYY

   "Mama please mabe hal salfa tkbar 5ala9 ana mar7tla! itha dagat oma gwlay laha mako n9eeb." Razan was beyond mad "Shlon ytjara2 w y6ale3 ra8me w ydzle message w e7na laima al7en ma 9ar baina shay rasmy!! Asfa mama bs ana raftha ilwalad." She was being persistent. There was no way she was going to say yes to this guy. "7bebti Razan intay ma36aitay nafsch fatra etfakren! a9lan intay mn gabl ma eyon w intay 7a6a eb balech matbena, may9er lazm etfakren eb 3aglch shway!"

   "Because ma abe, w 7tan lo i wanted to give myself a chance lama ga3d ma3a marta7t!! ma kan fe connection!! mama bs ana marta7tla laish kil hal swalf!!" Razan was sort of being her stubborn self. The guy wasn't that bad. He had a respected job at a respected company. He was a man that strives to achieve more things. He seemed sweet and kind hearted and it looked like he was the man that knew how to take care of his women. When usually these were things that most girls look for in guys, with this guy, Razan didn't want to those things. She wanted the other simple things. The things she already experienced.

   After a very long discussion, her mother gave in and told her she would say no if they called. Although Razan felt like her mother was very upset and would have loved for her to say yes but she just couldn't accept him. Its not what she wanted. He's not what she wanted.

   The summer was over and the girls went back to the states. This being their final year  they completely focused on their studies and didn't allow themselves to get distracted. The first semester was over and the girls we're back. This time to both of them got a surprise. Both of their mother got calls saying yabon yt8admonlhum. Razan galat no 3la 6ool. She didn't even want them to come. She had another long fight with her mother again and this time her father was involved insisting she gives them a shot but she stood her ground and said no. There was no point. She didn't want them to come.

   Aseel on the other hand was expecting the women in 4 days. She was totally nervous. She had no idea of what to do or what to say. She didn't buy a new dress because she had a couple of dresses still hanging with their tags on. She picked out an Armani red Jersey Dress. She wore black tights with them and black Manolo Blahnik heels.

   On the day she left her hair down and styled it into large strands of curls giving it a natural look. She applied her nude eyeshadow and a thin line of eyeliner and red lipstick. She knew nothing about this guy expect for where he used to study, where he works, how old he is. She had a good feeling about this but she never knew what might happen.

   She got into her outfit, wore her heels, sprayed some perfumer. checked her self in the mirror and walked out of the room to make her way downstairs. Razan couldn't be there throughout the whole day. She came by earlier to help her get ready but had to leave.

   Aseel slowly went down each step fearing she would fall down. She safely reached the living room and said hi to everyone. The visit wasn't so long but she enjoyed it. She felt like there was something between her and Mesh3al. The chat was nice and enjoyable. It wasn't very long but she learnt a few things about him. He loves horse riding and swimming. He plays football 3 times a week with friends and loves his work. He is a family guy and ahala aham shay 3ndna. He is the eldest of 4 kids.

   She expected this to turn out good. Until one day when he mother got a call from his mother that was not what she was looking forward for. It broke her. She never felt so down as she felt on that day. When she finally got close to her dream of a family it was taken away from her. Aseel turned to the one person she knew she could turn to. She turned to Razan. That day was a wake up call. A wake up call for the both of them. Aseel learnt to never have her expectations too high. When you don't expect anything you can't be disappointed. Razan snapped out of the her hard-headed thinking and decided to change things.

One Year later.....

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Rebound Chapter 44: Architecture

Thank you for the bday wishes!! 

I had a blast today!!

5al agoom shno 9ar!!

I went of for lunch, a movie and coffee with my cuzin and her friend

Then i went home at 7 to change my outfit and touch up on make to go dinner with a few friends at PF Changs

I called in the morning and made all the reserevations

I was suppose to leave at 7.30 bs my friend t25rt 3laiiy

At like 7.30 a few people bbm-ed me saying they're on their way 

I was like shoottt nooo i'm late fashlaaaaa!!

Fa at like 8 my friend bbm-ed me saying yalla nzlay ana barra

me my cuzin w my friend nzalna 3shan n6la3

faj2a lama nzalt shft shay ga3d yshb mn il living room ili ta7at 

6lait chan ashof candles w people standing!!!

I froze eb mukany w bs ga3da a6l chthe bs rasy ili embayn bl 9ala LOOOL

I was sooo surrprriiissedd kilish ma twa8a3t!!

kilhum emashen 3laiy film ina bnro7 dinner hehehe

I had so much ffuun and got cake on my hair and face

   Woow that was stupid, caller ID was made for a reason! "Aaahh...hii.." She wished she hadn't answered she wasn't ready for this. She doesn't want to talk to him yet. "Shlonech?" His voice was calm but alarming. There was this worried and concerned tone to it. "7mdila im good, how are you?" She was going to talk to him the way Aseel and her had planned, in a civilized manner. "Im fine mdam intay zaina.." It felt like an awkward silence was growing. She contemplated whether to ask him what he wanted or to wait and see where this goes. "umm... 7amad?" She wasn't ready to wait and see. "3yoona.."

   God he shouldn't have said that. He knows how much she can't resist when he talks to her like that. "aahh... umm... i..uuhh did you umm what anything??" She lost her ability to form sentences. "umm well yes and no.... knt bs2l 3anch i've heard about u mn zman..." His voice was sincere, it was genuine, he was for real. "oh ook.. thanks for asking i guess.." This conversation was far from over "Razan??..." She didn't like the sound of this "Hala.."

   7amad took a deep breath before commencing with his question "Are you going to say yes to M7med?" Razan's heart skipped a beat. She was beyond surprised. How could he have known? No one knew about this. "Shdarak??" That is all she wanted to know, how does he know. Suspicion was building up inside her. Was he following her? Was he stalking her? Was he getting his information from someone?

   "Well... one of the guyz i know y9er o5o.. he told me, ofcourse he knows nothing about us w ana maglt shay..." Razan was furious. What is this. Are people talking about her now? "Wain ga3den hatha yamshe w ytkalam w ygol mno bya56b mno??!!" She felt her blood pressure shooting up to the sky. Her face was dark red. "Razan latfhmen '3ala6.... no one knows, ya3ne lo people are talking about you twa83ain i would be this calm? athba7 kl wa7d fehm.. ma artha AY A7AD ytkalam 3anch! You know me... you should no better than ina ana ra7 a5ale ilnas ytaklmon 3ndch, intay 3arfa intay shno 3nde..." Razan was breathing heavily. She isn't even going to say yes and 7amad heard about this. "Tbe shay thany 7amad?"

   "Laa2..." Razan 7sat ina 7amad maksor, he was broken but he is the one who isn't making this better. He is the one that is making this worse. He is the one that is trying to take away every good memory they had. He is the one that is replacing the good times with these bad times. "3yal ana ta3bana lazm aroo7.. bye" Razan didn't even give him the chance to say bye back. She closed the phone and threw it on the bed. Without further thinking she tucked herself into bed, closed her eyes and drifted off  to sleep.

   That night she dreamt. She finally was able to have a dream. The dream was so tangible it felt so real. She was in a big house. This beautifully architecture house. It was beyond glorious. The greenery around the house was a beautiful view to have. The lights and moon at night would light up the glamorous pool. The windows were huge. They were roof to floor type of windows. The furniture was so calm and relaxing it was modern. All you wanted to do was sit around at home all day.

   As she was sitting on the white leather sofa watching re-runs on tv, the front door was pushed open. She heard a few steps coming towards her but she was not alarmed. She waited patiently. The well-known 1 million perfume filled up the whole ground floor. As she was breathing it in she felt a small peck on her cheek. She smiled and looked up as she greeted her husband "Hiii..." She got another kiss on the crown of her head. "Heey, shlonech?"

   "I'm good how are you?" 7amad looked very tired from work. "7mdilla good... where is yousef?" He looked around for his baby boy. "I put him to sleep about an hour ago." Just as she finished her sentence she heard the noise coming out of the baby monitor. It slowly began to grew louder and louder. So loud 7sait ina il9ot ga3d yern eb athonha. That was when she realized it actually was her alarm and not part of her dream. She reached of for her phone and pressed the dismiss button and went right back to sleep, unfortunately this time it was a completely different one.

   After a few hours she woke to realized its 2 pm. She never woke up that late. Her head was throbbing, she could barely open her eyes. Before she got up to shower, she grabbed her phone to check it. There were 2 missed calls from Aseel and two messages, the first message was please call asap when she looked at the name it was Aseel and when she read the contents of the second message it said good morning when she read the name of the sender she was completely surprised...

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I'm soooooo sorryyy
Walla adre ini wayd ga3da a6awl 3laikm bs 3ethrony
I promise u ina I have my reasons
The past week was hectic
Very hectic!
Ma yamdeni aswe wlaaa shaay
Ag3ad mn 8 laima blail chthe 10 I'm doing stuff ;s
Adre doesn't sound long bs walla I get tired
W I was suppose to post tonight w ktabt ilpost bs my internet is being a pain!!
Tawne radda mn 3ers w I opened my laptop to post w mu rathy yashbk :'(
I cnt post bacher cz its my bday w I'm going out for lunch and dinner ;$
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Don't get mad at me ;**

Rebound Chapter 43: Hope vs Disappoinment

   She was completely disappointed. For a second there she felt like she got her life back. She thought this was it, she can finally get the chance to forgive him. But as she saw the dark set of eyes staring back at her she couldn't stop the ache she felt in her chest.
 
    These eyes were different. It was a new world. A different world. She couldn't read them. She didn't understand them. They were saying something but the only thing she could see was excitement. She instantly dropped her head back down and looked at the floor. She was back to her old self. The one who didn't care about this night. The one that prayed this visit will end shortly.

   "ilsalam 3laikum" Razan's tone of voice was low and soft. "w 3laikum ilsalam" She heard a woman's voice that sounded so sweet, so kind but she didn't want to look up to put a face to the voice. Not knowing was better. She kissed three women on the cheek as she was introduced to them by her mother, all the while not looking at there faces. The first seemed like a young girl and she was right, it was his younger sister. The second women was his mother. When she spoke she knew she was the one with the peaceful voice that stood out. The third women was his aunt. His aunt didn't speak much. She felt an evil vibe radiating from her. The only word she got from his aunt was 'salam'.
 
   Razan woke across the living room to where he was sitting. She felt him standing up and he was tall, very tall while she was petite. He held his hand out for her "Salam". His voice very deep, very thick, very manly. She wondered how loud it would be if he got mad and shouted. It probably would very loud and scary. "W 3laikm ilsalam" she shook his hand.
 
   They didn't fit together. Their hands didn't belong together. His was big, his fingers were very long. Her hand was small and very feminine, very soft. They weren't made for each other. "Razan shlonech?" Suddenly she realized she didn't know his name. She was about to panic. How could she not know his name. This was too embarrassing. "7mdila b5air, inta shlonek?"
 
   Razan could hear admiration in his voice. She looked up for a second and she was right. His eyes were sparkling. "Walla tamam 7mdila". She went and sat between her mother and her aunt. The whole time she wasn't speaking, she wasn't engaging with them in their conversations. After all, she wasn't interested why should she make an effort and give him hope.

   30 minutes later her mother told her to sit in the other living room with 'him' to get to know each other a bit. "7bebti Razan, gomay ma3a M7med il9ala ilthanya e5thaw ra7tkum shay..." Thank god! esma M7med!! ma b'3aw ygolon esma 3shan ma atfashaal! "Inshala mama.. tfthal" She showed him the way as he stood up and followed her. Their conversation was like any other formal conversation you would have with someone you're getting to know.

M7med: Shlonech?
Razan: 7mdila tamam intay shlonek?
M7med: Ana b5air damch eb 5air....
Razan:....
M7med: Galole inch laima al7en tadrsen.
Razan: Ee inshala bugaly sna w a5araj
M7med: allah ywafgech inshaala.. bs magltay wain tadrsen?
Razan: Adrs eb Amreeka
M7med: Ahhaa walla its a lovely country to be studying in akeed your enjoying it there.
Razan: Eee 7mdila wayd mrta7a

   And that's how their conversation went. He told her he worked for a large marketing company and that he was 27 years old. He was indirectly promised to be promoted to vice chairman on the company. Everything about him was interesting. Everything was great but he isn't 'the one'. Razan couldn't feel any sparks although she was certain he felt like there was chemistry. M7med couldn't stop smiling the whole time. Whereas she didn't show any feelings or any interest. She wasn't trying to be rude but she just really didn't want to go through with this.
 
   After what seemed like ages, they excused themselves saying it was a pleasure to have met them and all the other formalities. They said the usual, they would call soon with good news hopefully. They hope everything turns out well.
 
   Razan, her mom and aunt went back into the living room again. Razan kicked of her heals and poured herself some tea to ease her nerves. "Walla chnhum 5osh nas, wla shraych Razan." Her aunt was trying to know if Razan was excited as much as they all were. "Hmm... Mmmm ya" She wanted to say no to him right then and there but she decided to stay patient. She would reject him once they call back, if they call back.
 
   After about 20 minutes she excused herself to go to her bedroom. "Yalla t9b7on 3la 5air ana ray7a anam al7en ta3bana." She stood up and went kiss her mother and aunt good night "wntay mn ahla 7bebti good night." Razan was bending down to grab her heals when something caught her aunts eye.
 
   "Razan mashala 5atmech ehabel, mn wain??" That question was not expected. She forgot she was wearing the ring. She forgot to take it off. "Aahh mashkoora 5alty, hatha Aseel yabtlya as a birthday present mn cartier." For the first time ever, she managed to pull off a lie like that. "3laich eb alf 3afya mashala sh7lata 3laich! inshala enshofch labsa 5aatm mlchtech soon ya rab!"
 
   Razan looked down at the ring remembering that night again. She remembered the full moon and the yacht. "Allah y3afech, yalla t9b7on 3la 5air." She made her way up the stairs as she dialed Aseels number but she didn't pick up. She dialled one more time but again she didn't pick up. She threw her phone on her bad just as she entered her room, dropped her heals on the floor, grabbed her towel and headed to the bathroom for a quicky shower before jumping into bed.
 
   She did her usual shower routine. Turned on the hot water allowing the bathroom to be filled with steam. She lathered her hair as the smell of her shampoo filled up the entire place. She gently scrubbed her body clean then turned off the tap. She stepped out of the shower and dried herself off.

   After changing into her nighty, brushed her hair, applied her body cream on her arms and legs, applied her face cream she was ready for bed. She heard her phone vibrating so she rushed to pick it up. "Hii Aseel!" The other end was quiet. "Allooo shfeech?"
 
   Still no answer. She looked at the screen to make sure it wasn't disconnected, it was still connected. "Umm Hii..." Razan was surprised. She looked at the screen again, that wasn't Aseel's number. "Your not Aseel..."