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I saw someone Retweeting a tweet of someone that
I wasn’t following..
And his name was
JASSEM ALXXXX
:)
I checked his avatar..
IT WAS HIM!!!!!!!!!!
The same jassem that I met 2 times
first in the hospital ..
second in the airport..
hmm .. what should I do?
I really want him to notice me..
Should I follow him? la laa fashlaaa b3dain
ygoul 3ny stalker-.-
7alata’a ehw ely yswi follow first..
Bs ya rabyy shlouun :(
I kept thinking & thinking of a way to
let him follow me..
My thoughts were distracted by the sound of
my phone ..
I got new message from messenger..
*Chat*
Jassem: Gwa;p
Me: ygweek
Jassem: sh3endch ga3da ly hl 7za?
Me: maku .. just over thinking ..
Jassem: ly hl darja ana ma5th tafkerchh ;p
Me: LOOOL theqaaa!!!!! -.-
Jassem: 3sa doum hl ‘9a7ka :*
We stayed chatting together for the next
couple of hours, until I fell asleep with my phone lying beside me..
….
*meshari pov*
Mskena hl shaikha 7eel ksrt kha6rii..
Akeed el7een gulbha tg63 10000 mra..
Y3ni mn bain kel hl nas ma 9ar5 3aleha ela
ely 7aba gulbha ..
Allah ykoun ib 3ounha bs..
Lazem ashouf hl khaled sh’salfta!!!
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Me: khaled?
Khaled turned to face me, his eyes were full
of tears.. shaklh kan 7eel yksr elkha6er..
Hl dmou3 ma nzlet 3ashan salft shaikha .. la
laa ana mta2ked waraha shy CHAYEDD!!!!
I went to sit next to him, and placed my
hands on his shoulder..
Me: KHALED SHFEEK???
Khaled: ma feny shy! *removing my hands from
his shoulder*
Me: EMBLA FEEEEKK!! HL 3YOUUN TSH’HED 3ALA EL
7ZN ELY TARS GULBEK!!!!
Khaled: GELT LK MA FEENYY SHYYY!! YUBAA FCH
3NYY!! ENT SHNU MA TEFHAM!!!!
People kept staring at us with hunger eyes..
Me: shouf khaled ana madre shnu ely m’9aygek..
bs 7abet agoul lk maku shy IB HL DENYA KELHA YSWA Z3LEK .. TARA DMOU3EK GHALYA
LA TNZEL 3ALA AY SHYY .. OU HL DMOU3 MA RA7 T9L7 AW TRD ELY ‘9A3 MNK .. KHAL
EMANK GWY B,ALLAH OU LA 6AL3 WARA .. ELY FAT MAAT, OU E7NA 3YAL ELYOUM .. EFT7
9A7FA YDEEDA WEYA NAFSEK YA UKOUY..
Khaled: SHLOUUUN TABEENYY ANSAAH??? SHLOUN
TABENI ANSAH ELY SA’HRT EL LAYALII M3AHA ENKH6E6 L,MUSTAQBLNA WEYA B3’9 OU NRSM
A7LAMNA OU 6MOU7ATNA .. OU NE5TAR ASAMY 3YALNAA.. HATHY ELY MLKET HL GULB
*placing his hand on his chest*
KHANT EL 3ESHRAA ELY BAINAA!!!! ‘9AA3TT MN
EEEEDYYY!!! * sniffing* RA7T L,3EERYY YA MESHARIII RAA7TTT!!!!!!!! *tearing*
I was speechless..
Jad, kan shaklh y3wer elgulb..
Madre shaswy..
Madre shagoul..
I just kept staring at him with sad eyes..
Because of our loud noise..
The hostess came to check on us..
…….: is there anything wrong?
Meshari: no..
……..: then, why u were shouting? You are
disturbing the people here..
Khaled: uffff!!! Yuba glna ma feeh shyy la
t7ncheeenn waj3!!!
………: what?? Talk to me in english please? :)
Meshari: we said we are sorry..
……..: well u have to be, and whatever your
friend said to me, I’m sure he just insulted me.. and if he didn’t respect
himself then I’ll have to tell the *interrupted by khaled*
Khaled: khayf mnch anaaa??? Yubaa thelfyyy
bss!! *pushing her while leaving his seat*
*Shaikha’s point of view*
I was heading back to my seat ..
When suddenly ..
“da3mt”someone..
I turned to find..
He was..
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KHALEDD!!!!!!
He looks so tired..
His eyes were puffy & red from crying..
Shaklh yksr el kha6er..
I wanted to hug him so badly..
When he saw me..
He gave me his back & continue walking
ignoring my presence..
I really wanted to know the REASON behind
these tears, I’m sure these tears didn’t fall for me..
….
*Meshari’s point of view*
after khaled leaving me alone, lost in this
awkward situation .. shaikha came and sat in her place, she asked about khaled,
I said “I don’t know.” I really
wasn’t in a mood to discuss this now..
for the rest of the flight we kept silent,
each of us was lost in their own thoughts ..
and khaled? After what happened, he didn’t
appear again till we reached London safely.
…..
*lulu’s point of view*
I was woken up from my long nap by the sound
of my phone.
It kept ringing again and again..
I picked it up without looking on the
screen..
Me: aloo *sleeping voice*
…….: 9a7 elnouuum
Me: shayouukh:o hathyy entaayy?? Ambeeh meta
w9ltyy!
Shaikha: el nas ygolon 7emdeala 3l salamah
awl::
Me: 7emdeallah 3ala salamtch wla tz3leen<3
::
Shaikha; allah yslmchh
Me: enzain meta w9lty??
Shaikha: twa gbel shwy..
Me: waay walhet 3ala hl 9oot:( meta trdeen?
Shaikha: besmallahh, twny wa9laa amdachh::
OH SHITTTTT!!!
KLSHH MU WAGTAAAA :’)
THIS DAMN BATTERY OF MY PHONE RUN OUT!!!
Aaahh 6efaaa ;(
I quickly placed my phone on the charger, and
went to fix me something to eat while it charge..
*Shaikha’s point of view*
we reached the apartment that my dad lives in
it, it was in oxford street..
it was classic and comfortable luxury
apartment ..
furnished with select antiques..
2 double bedrooms..
A mini kitchen ..
With nice balcony, and spectacular view..
Dad took me to my room, and excused himself,
he’ll be away all the day in work, he gave me his card, writing on it all the numbers
of his company that he works in it .. in case if I wanted to talk to him, also
showed me the near “baqala” in this street..
I decided to take a nap, since I didn’t sleep
well in the airplane..
*Lulu’s point of view*
I came back to find a miscall from my MOM!!!!
:o
Ghareebaa..
Shfeeha omy daga? Awl mra..
She supposed to be enjoying her time with “ebtisam”
her close friend in Germany..
Sh3endha daga 3alay?
Y3ni m3qoula twha t’thkrt ena 3endha bent :’)
she called again..
I picked it up this time..
Me: alo
Mom: aloo, elsalam 3aleekum
Me: w3lekum elsalam..
Mom: shlounkm shkhbarkum, enshala mswen zain
b,mt7anatkum?
Me: haw ay mt7anat :/ Yuma 36lna gbel sh’hr
:)!!!!!
Mom: eehh ou ana shdarany 7esbt nafs bnaat
ebtisaam..
Me: la shaku el 7kouma ‘3er 3na..
Mom: eeh 3ala 6ary el madares.. ana knt daga
3alech 3ashan bgoulch, ena ebtisam bent’ha ely kubrch ‘anfal’ 3erfteha? Eeh
hathy btnqlha madresa kha9a ymd7ounha 7eel ..
Me: enzain ou ana shaku?:s
Mom: eeh fa ana gmt afker, ma yseer bnt
ebtisam t9er a7sn mn benty anaa.. ou b3dain enty t3rfeen anfal wayed test7y ou
ma ta28lem weya el nas bsr3a..
Me: el zebda?
Mom: ana 8arrart anqlch 7g madrest alxxxx ,
hathy ely btrou7 lha anfal bent ebtisam..
Me: N3EMMM??? Ou ib kaif mnuu??
Mom: ib kaify anaa!
Me: yumaa 3fyaa mabee ant8el mn mdrsty
hathy!! Yuma rab3y klhum ehnaak bs bajy ly sena ou atkharj, abe atkharj weya
shaikha ou rab3y mabe arou7 madresa thanyaa mabee!!!!! YUMA TKFAIN LA TKHARBEEN
7AYATII AKTHR MN CHITHYY, KAFY ENCH MN B3D MA TRKNA UBOOY, TRKTEENA OU RE7TY
TSHOFEN 7AYATCHH .. NESEETY ENA 3ENDCH BENT ESMHA LULUU!! OU ENTAY IB EEDCH
BDMREEN 7AYAT’HAAA ..
Mom: ana khala9t el ajra’at ou 9adgeeny mabe
lch ela el a7sn ya bentyy..dery balch 3ala nafsich..
6ouu6..
6ouu6..
6ouu6..
She hang up on me GREATTT :)
*ebtisam pov*
I was searching for maryam “shaikha’s mother”
to show her what I had just bought..
But suddenly ..
All the shopping bags fell from my hand..
I saw her sitting on the tip of her bed
placing her hand on her face, and crying like a little child..
This is the first time I saw her so weak ..
since 5 or 6 years..
She broke my heart..
*Shaikha’s point of view*
I woke up on the sound of the door bell, I
went to check who it was, there he stood a long handsome man, wearing a nice
suit..
…..: excuse me, is Mrs. abdualla here?
Me: no, he left couple of hours ..can I help?
…..: oh, yeah just tell him George asked
about you..
Me: sure..
George: thank you dear!
He left..
Then I decided to order something..
I went to take a shower while waiting for the
food to arrive..
I ate while watching Tv.. and my dad didn’t
appear yet..
It was so boring in here..
I decided to go for a walk..
I found myself in hayed park..
I have such un forgettable memories in here..
I remember once when I had a fight with my
brother, he took my shoes and threw it in the lake.. eventually I was forced to
go back to our hotel with bare foots ..
also I don’t forget that time, when I lost my
family, because I was following a rabbit .. and I spent most of the day crying,
when finally a young gentleman took me to my parents..
and I would never forget that time when I met
a young boy, his name was Charlie, he was so friendly, and sweet, we used to do
some pranks on my eldest brother and his eldest sister, it was such unforgettable
memories<3.
I saw something that took me back to reality
..
Something that let these lovely memories fade
away..
Something that let every part of my body
shiver..
I saw my first crush..
My first love..
KHALED.
He was sitting on a bench beside a tree with
a girl, she looks so ***** & CHEAP!!!!
He placed his arms on her shoulders..
Moving her closer to him..
She managed to place her head on his chest..
He whispered something to her..
Her laugher was tickling my ears..
Then..
He bent closer..
And started tasting her neck..
Giving her gentle kisses..
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جرحتيني بدون احساس
وحبك يجري بالانفاس
رجعت بكل هوى مفتون رجعت وخاطري مطعون
يا حرّ الجرح لما يكون على ايدك يا اغلى الناس
جرحتيني ... جرحتيني يا اغلى الناس
بأشواقي راسم لك صورة وسط خيالي
واللي جرى منك اكبر من احتمالي
هذا جزى من حب وضحى
يا ليت انا في حلم واصحى
جرحتيني ... جرحتيني يا اغلى الناس
وين الصبر ...
وين الصبر بعد الذي شفته
الا الغدر ...
الا الغدر لا ما توقعته
خل العتب مرفوع هذا قراري انا
يمكن انا المخدوع بس انتي الخسرانه
جرحتيني ... جرحتيني يا اغلى الناس
وحبك يجري بالانفاس
رجعت بكل هوى مفتون رجعت وخاطري مطعون
يا حرّ الجرح لما يكون على ايدك يا اغلى الناس
جرحتيني ... جرحتيني يا اغلى الناس
بأشواقي راسم لك صورة وسط خيالي
واللي جرى منك اكبر من احتمالي
هذا جزى من حب وضحى
يا ليت انا في حلم واصحى
جرحتيني ... جرحتيني يا اغلى الناس
وين الصبر ...
وين الصبر بعد الذي شفته
الا الغدر ...
الا الغدر لا ما توقعته
خل العتب مرفوع هذا قراري انا
يمكن انا المخدوع بس انتي الخسرانه
جرحتيني ... جرحتيني يا اغلى الناس
A river of tears appeared on my cheeks ..
SUDDENLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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A hand covered my eyes..
Blocking the view in front of me..
All I could see now, was a black spots..
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#Random thoughts
Sometimes..
Our eyes capture moments..
That will last forever in our brain..
It will torture us day and night..
We think that sleeping is the
only way to escape this nightmare..
But, these memories will hunt our dreams too ..
There’s no run away from it..
The only solution open for us..
Is to..
FACE OUR FEARS.
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