Rebound Chapter 42: 1 Million

Long post for u guyz

Adre emga9ra wayd bs i swear i have my reasons.

I don't want to bore you with the things i've had to do lately 

bs walla 9adgony ina mu beedi ina chthe ga3da a6awl 

Hope you enjoy it though :***

   Jenna's message was ignore. 7amad didn't need anymore confusion. He didn't need anymore problems. He called A7mad the next day and asked him how everything went and asked for the details. He knew ignoring was rude but he had no answer for "i love u" and he didn't want her to bring it up again. It would only complicate things.

   The next couple of weeks were eventless. Nothing happened. Everyone was busier than ever with finals. 7amad and Fahad were studying overtime since they would be graduating and then needed to do good. Aseel and Razan had to keep their GPA's up. The had one year to go so they couldn't afford to slack.

   Within another 2 weeks finals were over. 7amad and Fahad had the time of their lives as they celebrated officially finishing studying. The were out into the real world. This is where the real hard work starts. On the day of their graduation Razan wanted to call 7amad so bad to congratulate him. Despite everything that happened she knew it would mean the world to him to hear her congratulating him. Before their break up he would always talk about how happy he is that she would be there for him in his graduation. He wanted her there on the day. Unfortunately that wasn't possible.

   Fahad invited both Aseel and Razan to the graduation. Razan excused herself the night before saying she was sick but Aseel went, even though she didn't want to because she thought leaving Razan alone on that day would be a bad idea but Razan insisted. Before Aseel left that afternoon for the graduation Razan ran to the door to catch her before she steps into the elevator. She quickly opened the door and it made a loud noise which made Aseel stop in her tracks and turn around.

   With sorry and sad eyes, Razan looked at Aseel almost pleading with her "Aseel... take pictures please, at least just one picture of them...." Aseel gave her a smile and a wink as she reassured her "Don't worry im going to take plenty of pictures." Razan felt a bit better. If she couldn't be there on the day he would always talk about, she could at least get snap shots of him and Fahad on the happiest day of their lives. The day they were finally free.

   That night Aseel came back with a camera filled with the pictures of all them, including group shots of all the graduates. Each and every picture made Razan smile. She could practically touch the happiness that was captured by the camera. 7amad's eyes were glowing and sparkling. It looked like the whole place was bursting with joy.

   Other than the day of the graduation nothing else happened. The boys were getting ready to permanently go back to kuwait and the girls packed their bags for a long summer. It was already June and they had missed Kuwait so much. It felt like that summer would be a very special summer for all of them.

   June became July. 7amad and Fahad got a magnificent job offer at the same company. As much as 7amad's dad wanted 7amad him to work for him he refused. He wanted to work his way up. He wanted people and other companies to know who the real 7amad is. He would still work evenings at his dad's company but it was a part time thing.

   Fahad on the other hand was ready to get married. He decided that in about a year we wanted to settle down and have a wife and kids. Awal ma ykawn nafs 3adl ra7 ytzawaj w 7a6la his own target of a year ina ykawn nafs'ha 3adl. 7mdila his family are very well-off and he already had plenty to start his own family but he wanted to work and prove himself first. He didn't have anyone in mind yet but seemed like on particular girl kept popping in his head every time the topic of marriage was brought up.

   When it came to summer vacations. Aseel was the queen of planning for trips. She had planned a trip for her and Razan. It was a total of 3 weeks. First week they would go to Dubai then go to Greece for the second week then go to Spain for the third week then fly back to Kuwait from there. Them being girls, they tanned, pampered themselves and shopped till they dropped.

   When July became August it brought a few surprises with it. On a very hot Monday morning, in the first week of August, Razan had woken up early to go spend a couple of hours at the gym. She had to make sure she doesn't gain weight since all they do here is eat when they go out. Just as she was about to leave the house she was called by her mother into the living room.

   "9ba7 il5air mama, b'3aitay shay?" Since she got back from her trip with Aseel she has been very cheerful, happy and bouncy. "9ba7 ilnor, ee yuma walla b'3aitch eb mawtho3." Her mother had a huge smile plastered on her face, one which made Razan smile more. Nothing in the world was better than seeing your parents smiling with joy. "Inshalah 5air!" She got excited now, she really wanted to know what was happening. "Razan 7bebti ana tawa dagaw 3laiy nas, ybon eyon yshofonch 7g wladhum, sam3en 3anch 5osh 7che w wedhm eyon youm il5amees yg3don ma3anna."

   The color drained from Razan's face. She was shocked. She hadn't expected this at all. She didn't even think about the possibility of someone else wanting her after 7amad. She didn't consider getting married to anyone else. "Aaahh... umm.. la mama tkfain mabe gwlay lhum ilbnaya matbe tzawaj." Razan was too sacred to go through this again. "Laish 7bebti?? ilnas 5osh 3ayla w ilwalad 5osh wa7d w mako shay rasmy, uhma bs byon eshofonch! ymkn ilwalad magwlhm abeeha 3ugb" Razan got a bit frustrated "Itha bgool maybeeni sh7aga eyi bl awal!"

   "Razan lama ilnas eyon ma3a ilwalad, eyon 3shan yshofoch, 3shan etshofena. Itha ilwalad etra7lch w gal abeeha dagat il om galatlna. W itha allah laygol uhwa ma tra7 wla shaf mako n9eeb ham bdgon ygolonlna." For a second there here mother thought it was her love for 7amad and her fear that this guy would bail on her as well. "Mama laa2 please, gltlch mabe atzawaj w 5ala9 mu ila!"

   Her mother turned red. She got mad. They had sympathized with Razan too much. It was turning against them. She can't let her have her way. She was determined to make her forget 7amad. "Shofay Razan, ana gelt 7g ilmara eyon youm il5amees w mara7 adg agoolhm la2. Ya3jbech wla ma ya3jbech ra7 talbsen w tmakyjain w tanzlen youm il5amees. Bs ma 9arat 7amad!!! Kil hatha 3shan 7aamad?? ili yabeech 7ayah allah ili mayabch mu ila! You made a decision to call the whole thing off t7amalay 8ararch! Wla shno 3balch 5ala9 ma 9ar shay ma3a 7amad 5ala9 mara7 tzawjain??"

   Razan was in disbelief. Was her mother serious? Could she really mean everything she just said? But no, she can't be forced to do this. She can't be forced to sit there on Thursday and be all happy and bubbly. Without another word Razan shot out of her seat and headed out the door. She has never left her mother or the house this mad.

    Monday turned to Thursday. The day Razan was dreading. She was wrong, she was going to be forced to sit there and be all happy and bubbly. She had a bad feeling about this day. Something in the pit of her stomach was telling her something is most likely going to go wrong. She tried to ignore it and just focused on getting herself w nafsyat'ha ready for the night. Aseel came over to help her get dressed.

   Razan didn't care about what she wore. She picked out a royal green dress that she got from Greece, her hair was twirled from the front going all the day to sides and and than tied into a bun. Her make up was simple. A thick line of eyeliner highlighted her eyes, two layers of mascara that went perfectly well with the eyeliner. The blush added a little glow to her cheeks making them pop out a bit and a red lipstick that made her lips look more luscious. As much as she didn't want to put effort into getting ready, she just couldn't allow herself to not care at all. If only to make her mother happy.

   It was already 8 and everyone was downstairs waiting for her. As she left her room with Aseel by her side accompanying her to the stairs, she couldn't help but feel nervous. Both of then stood at the top of the stairs as they heard voiced of the women downstairs as they chatted. Aseel hugged Razan so tight as she began to notice her tensing up "Try to keep smiling even though all you want to do is punch the man." That made Razan giggle a bit. "Ok i'll try to smile every time i feel like punching him don't worry."
  
   Walking down the stairs was a bit frightening. This time it was different. She didn't know the man. She didn't even want this day to happen. Once she reached half way down the set of stairs, she could smell a scent that had obviously diffused into every corner of the ground floor. Slowly the scent began to trigger something. It was a familiar scent. She knew this scent and she knew it well. Her mind began to race. Searching for a label to for the scent. As she put her foot down on the last step it suddenly hit her, and it hit her hard.

   Her mind tied the knots between the scent and the person that possesses the scent. That's why she knew it so well. It was 1 Million by Paco Rabanne. She would know that scent anywhere. That is why it had eased her nerves a bit. Thats why a smile formed across her face without her even noticing. Her head shot up. The second she looked up her eyes met his. They saw the person that had triggered her brain to rush for an explanation. They saw the person that had that very familiar scent on. She couldn't believe her eyes... or maybe she just didn't want to believe.