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!