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: 

 This is going out more kash5a 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...

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......

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.

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

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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
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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...