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.