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......