Sunday, June 19, 2011

Bittersweet Love Part 15

(KHALED'S POINT OF VIEW)

9arat ilsa3a 1 oo qararna ina bn6la3 al7een 7adag. naalna il6arad oo mishaina, kina imjahzeen aghrathna already dakhel ilshalaih. &ail kan ib kha6ry akshet ib rab3y waroo7 ag3ad wiya Lajoonty.. ee LAJOONTTTYYYY MALTY! Kan weddi adeg 3alaiha agoolaha tanzel min shalaihum oo nig3ad ma3a ba3ath 3ala ilba7ar, mino bishoofna ya3ni? Rifeejat'ha bitkoon nayma.. Akh bas!

ilmohim, 6ool l6ireej wana afaker feeha. kilshwaya aba6el 9oorat'ha malat bbm wakhiz'ha laima a7is 3ala nafsy wastaw3eb ina ib ay la7tha wa7id min ilrabi3 yestaw3eb eni "mughram" hhehehhe.. ilmohim, kan jad malaqa ana aslan yaay la2ana adre ina ilshabab yaboony ayee, wela itha 3alay aroo7 ag3ad bel shalaih wayed abrakli..

6la3at ilshams wana 3ala nafs il7ala, bbm ashoof yimkin itezli shay aw ipod oo 7ade sar7aaan! 

ilshabab 9adaw shwayat simach bas kilish mahamna, ray7een 7ag il"wanasa" ma3ana ma sheft ilwanasa feeha. 

9arat ilsa3a 5 oo qararna nrid ilshalaih. ma kint abe anam, kint ga3ed a7lem bel jet oo bel ba7ar, abe astanis. thnaina min ilshabab galaw byanzloon ma3ay.. khoush. Akeed ra7 ashoof Lujain. Akhh 3ad shloun shakelha bikoon? Akeed ra7 ayenn itha shift'haa ib her swim suit.. i wonder. 

"yalla 3ala eedek 7abeebi yallah 3alemny dakhalat ib madresat 7ubek w tawny bel sina iloulaaa" ghniyat mona amarshaa 3alegaat oo ma kint gader awagefhaa...

yalla Lujain goomay...

Chenha sma3atny oo radat 3alaay! I got a bbm from her

"9abaa7 ilkhaair! Radaitaw ilshalaih?"

me: 9abaa7 ilnoor! 9aa7 ilnoum! ee tawna radaina gabel shwaya, banzel ba7ar in a bit. you?

her: 9a7 bdenek.. how was it? bnitrayag oo nanzel ba7ar...

me: wallah ana malait, bas ilshabab istanisaw.. riyoog huh? ma3zoom?;p

her: hahahh ee akeeeed! 7ayaaak!

me: min 9iji.

her: huh? 

me: min 9iji yalla al7een yayech zahbay ilriyoog..

her: uhh Khaled, no!

me: LOL adreee i just love messing with you...

her: latkhare3ny chitheee next time loool

me: ya3ni shda3wa may9eer, this sucks. 

her: yeah i knowww!

me: oh so you also want to hang out with me?

her: ee i do..

me: so why dont we?

her: shqasdek?

me: latifhimeeni ghala6, bas i'd really love to hang out with you sometime abe a3aref mino Lujain akthar!

her: mafahamtek ghala6, mafahmt bas;p uhh, madree Khaled wouldnt it be kind of awkward?

me: only if you make it awkward...

her: true, bas wain oo shlon?

me: ilyoum? we can walk on the beach..

her: bas Jawa? your friends?

me: my friends ma3alaich khaleehom 3alay.. When Jawa sleeps come.. 

her: bas akhaf its too late.

me: your gna be bel ba7ar all day... i dont think shes going to have a lot of energy belail.. 

her: true, she'll be asleep by 10, im sure.

me: khalas awal ma tnam tell me oo ayeelch..

her: ok great. see you then :) ttyl breakfast and ba7ar..

me: take care Lujain :)

her: you too Khaled :)

MA A9ADEG. Akheeran!


(LUJAIN'S POINT OF VIEW)

Wallah law tadree 3ani Jawa, tithba7ny. Bas serously what am i supposed to do? i want alone time with him too! mu min 7agy? the guy says he wants to marry me. Mu ga3deen insawee shay ghala6. 

After a long day & after taking a shower, i got a bbm from Khaled telling me hes ready. I told him Jawa was asleep & that i just needed to change. I kept it simple, ya3ni shda3wa. Hes supposed to like me no matter what. I wore my jeans shorts with a white body & an orange Juicy cardigan with black Juicy flip flops. I applied some bronzer to enhance my tan & some mascara. I wanted to look like i was at the beach all day, i didnt want to look too glammed up. I wore my favorite necklace, 2 rings, my diamond studs and fixed my hair. I then sprayed on some perfume.


I bbmed him & told him where the shalaih was. Minutes later he was on the beach in navy blue shorts and a white polo shirt & flip flops. He waited for me to come & said hi. He shook my hand (which i found very polite of him). We walked comfortably, it didn't seem awkward. 

him: shhal taaaaaan?

me: hehehe eeee, al7een inta ga3ed bel ba7ar all day oo bas hatha lounik?

him: eee shiftay shloun? ma asbagh bser3a!

me: hehhe ghareeba.

him: ee.. so tell me about you ba3ad..

me: wallah madre shagoolik hhehhe

him: abe a3aref qisas 3anich wintay yahel *he gave me a really warm smile*

me: *i lookeddown & started digging in through my memories for stories about my childhood* hmm... well, umm.. hahahahhahahahahahahhahhha

him: hahahha shfeeeeeech! magiltay ilsalf oo ghashaitay!

me: eeee la2ana tithakart salfa;p

him: yalla goolay!

me: okay hahaha i was 7 or 8 years old oo 6al3a wiya ubouii.... 


(KHALED'S POINT OF VIEW)

bas th7akat lama tithakart ilsalfa i wanted to hold her in my arms and hug her layma ti6la3 ilshams! Abe aboos'ha! Abe ag3ad wiyaha all night! Abeeha. 

kanat tgooli ilsalfa & all i could do was stare into her eyes and watch her every move. Ityanen. 

Shloun 9irt chithe ana? Shloun 7abait wa7da? Ma a7eb ib kel sihoola, hathe dashat galby oo msekta! 

kamalna mashy 3ala ilba7ar, madre wain wi9alna bas kan wanasa.. on our way back kint ga3da asoulif 3an ahaly agoolaha akthar 3anhom oo madre shloun right then and there my hand made its way to her and we locked fingers. She didnt look at me but i was looking at her right when it happened. In9idamt min nafsy. Shloun misakt eedhaaaa?! I didnt even think of doing it. Anyway, i held her soft hand which seemed to be tiny in my hand and we walked, i kept squeezing her and she kept squeezing back, but we didnt say a word about it. 

I didnt want to let go, bas Lujain got tired fa i told her I'd give her a piggy back ride for fun;p she thought i was kidding. ma darat. I picked her up on my back oo rikatht feeha on the sand! I ran as afast as i could and she was laughing so hard bas trying to stay quiet 3ashan she doesnt attract any attention. 

Her: KHALOODDDDD PUT ME DOWN HAHAHAHHAHAH!!

me: SHH!! HAHAHHA LAAA2 I WONT!

her: please hahahahahhhaha ba6nyyyyyy!

me: shfeeeech * i stopped*

her: *she whispered in my ear* khalid put me down now please

me: *i turned my face to my right shoulder and her face was just inches away, her beautiful eyes were staring at mine, her nose was so close to touching mine & her lips were just an inch away. I was so tempted, but i didnt.. i couldnt do that to her.* inshallah min 3yoony, cham Lujain 3indy ana?

her: wa7da oo bas wa7da! nazelnyyyyy

me: *i put her down slowly* erta7tay?

her: eeeee hahahha that was fun!

me: 3asa doum mistansaa ma3ay!

her *she looked down & smiled*

me: yalla emshay its almost 1, thats too late may9eer chithee..

her: ayshay its 1?

me: eee yallaaa

her: weeeh okk, lets take our time malekhelg amshy;p

me: hehe okk;p

We talked for 10 minutes or so while walking to their shalaih. We stopped and this is where things got a little awkward. 

me: your staying bacher 9a7?

her: atwaqa3 bacher il9ib7 bin7arek, we dont have anything thank God for long weekends, bas waray shghel..

me: ee nafs 7alty, abe adres

her: ee 7ata ana 

me: ee inzain bitnameen al7een?

her: atwaqa3, you?

me: ee akeed;p

her: goodnightt Khaled

me: bas chithee good night oo bitdisheen?

her: la2

me: 3ayal?

We were standing a fewsteps away from eachother.. She walked towards me and looked at me... ana wigaft oo ma sawait shay, abe ashoof shino her plan. She held my hands and i pulled her closer to me and she put her arms around me and hugged me. I put my arms around her and hugged back. Her hair was in my face & i couldnt help but smell it. It was so fruity, i loved it. She stepped back and said good night again and walked away. 

I was standing there waiting for her to go inside the shalaih. I couldnt move, ma kint mistaw3eb shay. 

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