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At the Airport..
*shaikha’s pov*
Today, lulu’s going
back to Kuwait, 9ar lha 1 week here, she couldn’t skip school anymore.. she
always suprises me, I love her so much, she’s the best sister that everyone
would dream to have.
And what about me?
Well, as you have seen my surgery went very well, but I’m not going back to
Kuwait, I want to stay with my father, I want to make the bond between us
stronger, my dad didn’t mind at all, actually, he was glad when he heard from
me, that I’ll stay here to complete my last year in high school, he actually
felt happy to hear such a news from me. And my mom, she didn’t mind at all, since
it was my life, my choices not hers, and since I’m staying with my father that
I haven’t seen for ages! She just said “walla kaifch, tadren hathy 7ayatch
ou entay 7ura feha..”.
and, what about
meshari? As i mentioned in the previous chapters, my dad is paying for him to
enter collage, then, he can works after graduating in my fathers’s company, my dad said, it was the
least thing he can do for him, so that his friend’s soul “meshari father” will
lay in peace, knowing that his son is in ايدي امينه.
…..
Near the gate..
"النداء
الاخير نرجوا من جميع المسافرين على متن رحلة الخطوط الجوية الكويتية رحلة رقم 738
المتجه إلى الكويت التوجه إلى البوابة رقم 21 للإقلاع مع مراعاة عدم التدخين شكرا"
Lulu: yala ana lazm
amshyy:( , gonna miss youuu!!!!
Me: yal khaysaa mu
kethriii ;((
Lulu: ambeeh
shayouukh shoufi ehnaaak:o
Me: wein??
Lulu: ymeenich ya
7’9yy!
Me: !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thoughts>>>
I saw them together..
Like a new, fresh
married couples..
hands in hands..
like love birds..
smiling together,
laughing without a
sound..
they were. KHALED and
NOUR.
I felt as a knife
stabbed on my chest ..
But without a
physical pain..
I just was hurt
emotionally..
But, I have to act as
if I “don’t care”..
Just for lulu’s
happiness,
Shaikha, you , must
ignore your feelings this time.
he stabbed you more
than once, he treated you as his slave, no actually as his “shoes”.. why you
still have feelings toward that MONESTER? He don’t deserve any minute of your
life to wate it on him.
…..
Lulu: are you okay?
Me: yeah.. *lie*
Lulu: akeed??
Me: eeh akeedd
Lulu: hmm okay, yala
3yal I have to go..
Me: Take care love,
ou awl ma tou9len kalmenii:* *hugging her*
Lulu: enshallah:**
*hugging her back*
……
*jawa’s pov*
Phone call..
Jawa: 7abebi ana b6l3
weya el bnaat, t2mrni 3ala shy?
Hamad: shnu labsa?
Jawa: lish :/
Hamad: 7abebch ou
yghar 3alich shnu 3endch mane3 -.-
Jawa: la dwaas ::
Hamad: shnu:)?
Jawa: wla shy:$ ..
hmm allah yslmek labsa black dress
Hamad: 9wreeh
khnshoufa?
Jawa: hamad mu mn
9ijek!!
Hamad: khala9 3yal
maku rou7aa!!!
Jawa: uff;( khala9 ka
b9wra lk..
^ as you have seen,
they are officially lovers now.. ymkn tgolon tsr3aw? Twa shayf’ha shloun 9araw
lovers? .. well ehma en3jbaw ib b3’9 mn b3ed salft London, ou lma 9adfaw b3’9
ehny galaw elgdr jem3na again .. y3ni bkht9ar 7ubhum kan 3ebara 3n .. حب من اول نضرة
……
Back to London,
*Shaikha’s pov*
I entered my room,
expecting to see meshary laying on my bed, but I was shocked to see my bed
empty, I went running to my dad’s room, knocked the door twice,
Me: mumkin adish?
Dad: ee tf’9ly..
I saw my dad, working
on his studies desk, he looked busy..
Me: la khala9 mabe
a36lek 3n sh’3lek..
Dad: la shd3wa,
7ayach bnytee g3dy yme ana b3ed abech bm’9ou3..
Me: hmm okk
Dad: tbden entay wela
ana abdy?
Me: la ent awl..
Dad: shoufy meshari
7jzt lha she8a bl fendg ely ymna, fend8 alxx.. y3ni 3ashan ya5th ra7ta ou
chithy, b3ed tadren ma yseer ya5th ‘3rftich ou entay tnamen bl 9ala, b3ed entay
bent ou lch kh9ou9yatch..
Me: eehh 3del kalamek
yubaa..
Dad: fa ehw a9r 3alay
nt’3da 3enda, fa jahzy nafsich b3ed n9 sa3a bnrou7 lh..
Me: LOL 7asesny ehw
ely by6b5 ag9ah m63em yw9lh ly babh ::
Dad: ou entay
shdarach ymkn y3ref y6be5-.-
Me; eeh khair enshalla
::
Dad: el mohem, shnu
ely b’3ety tklmeni feh?
Me: la khala9 bs knt
bs2lk 3n meshari..
Dad: eeh zain
…..
*meshary’s pov*
I spent most of my
hours in the kitchen, cooking for them, I’ve served on the table several
dishes,
Different types of
salads..
Mini burgers..
Sandwiches..
Pasta..
Meat balls..
Steaks..
Etc.
….
The bell rang, it
must be shaikha with her dad..
Shaikha, was wearing
a long white summer dress, with high heels, letting her wavy hair drop on her
shoulders, with her cross channel bag.
I lead them to the
table, it was at the balcony, which looked
like this.
At the dinning
table..
Meshari: bs 3sa
3ejbkum el akel?
Shaikha’s dad: eeh
mashala latheeth, 3ad mn zmaan mu makel akel bait
Meshari: teslm, hehe
khala9 afa 3alek mn elyoum ou raye7 ‘3adak 3alay ana ent tamer amr..
Shaikha’s dad: Teslm..
*taking a bite* it9adeg hatha a7laa steak ‘9egta ib 7ayatiii
Shaikha: haha tara
kel ely msweeh m6l3a mn cheesa, ou 9afa 3l 6awla::
Meshari: n3em? 7esbalch
ana methlch ma 3rf adsh el m6b5-.-
Shaikha: la t7asesnii
ent ely mswy hl akel klh?::
Shaikha’s dad:
shfeech 3l 9byy
Meshari: haha khalha
khalha :: mskeena ma drt ena rab3y kanaw ysmouni al sheef meshari :D
Shaikha’s dad: eeh
wallah ib hathy 9dgaw;p chan zain lw t3lem bntee ou t36eha chm dars ::
Shaikha: la yuba ana
khebra ib hl swalef ma a7taj drous
Shaikha’s Dad: eehh
t’thkren awl youm yeti 3endy, g3dty el9b7 tben tswen lch bai’9 sh9ar? ::
Meshari: sh9aar? =))
Shaikha’s dad: 7rget
elbai’9 klh =))
Mesharii: KAAAK bnaat
hl zman weinhum ou wein el 6b5::
Shaikha: haha-.- … el7emdealla
*getting up*
Shaikha’s dad: 3ala
wein?
Shaikha: sheb3t,
bgoum a’3sel eedy
Meshari: e’9aher ma
3ejbha el akel ;p
*Shaikha’s pov*
I ignored meshari’s
last sentence, y3ni jad narfeznyy!! Khalany a6l3 baiza ma aswa jedaam ubooy!!
Ou uboy b3ed bad3 feeny:) y3ni sh7ga yf’97ni 3end meshari ou ygoul eny ma a3rf
aswy 7ata el eggs!! Uff mashy ana
awreehum ma a6l3 shaikha etha ma radeet’ha lk ya meshari ;)
#speakofheart
It’s hard to express how I feel towards you at this moment..
You were a candle that lit my day with happiness..
You were a poet, flattering me with your romantic words..
Showering me with love, and care..
Acting like my shadow, following me everywhere..
Being there for me whenever I need you..
But, now?
It’s hard for me to find words that would match part of my feelings toward
you..
You broke your promises to me, because of a silly DARE game..
You stabbed my heart million times, cause of this dare..
You played heartless on me, cause of a dare..
You treated me like a slave, with no mercy, cause of a dare..
I had enough..
At the end,
I’m glad to say that,
I’m no longer a slave to you, and I’m glad that this shit is over, I have
a life to live, and I wanna live it to the fulliest.
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