Phone ringing…
“Pick up… pick up… god! Please pick up!!!”
“Alo…” I heard her sleepy voice.
Dalal: Gomi nshi, this is an emergency call.
Meero: bsmilla balach?!
Dalal: madri! We were having a blast w faj2a yah telephone min eboh w wayheh e3tefas w ednya m3tafseh fe m5i w ma3arf shu asawi w a9lan ma3arf ana shu yalseh agool l2anh im talking so fast and im really not making sense am i?!
Meero: huh? Ok babes listen… enti wa3eiteeny min ergad, so this means ana shway msa6la. Tell me what happened shway shway 3shan I can help you. Now breathe, calm down, talk.
Dalal: we were in the pool, stuff happened
“Did you do it?” Meero interrupted excitedly,
Dalal: NO!!! MEERO! LISTEN TO ME PLEASE RAKZI!
Meero: ok ok sorry, kamli
Dalal: things were getting hot and intense, then his phone went on and he was about to put it on silent when he saw that its his dad. Esta2than w gali its not normal his dad calls so I said go ahead. He answered, w faj2a wayheh e3tefas, w 6la3 min el pool.
Meero: okaaiii? How is this your fault exactly?
Dalal: who ever said its my fault?! Meero he’s been on the phone for the past 15 minutes! He’s still out there, eb his swimming short! 3anabooh ana etsaba7t w etlabast w hoo ba3adh outside… I don’t know whats going on, whats going on meeroty? Should I be worrying? Because for some reason I am.
Meero: no don’t worry, ymkn its something about work. Its obviously not you.
Dalal: ok. I just needed to hear that
Meero: 7ubby listen, don’t even ask him anything, if he wants he’ll tell you himself. Enti just chill w don’t stress. W ana barid argd cuz I was having an awesome dream of this hot guy who has a six pack and we were this close from kissing and you messed it up.
Dalal: hahahaha sorry, goodnight
Meero: love you
Dalal: love you too
Meero: kiss Hamad for me
Dalal: eff off. He’s mine.
Meero: hahahahaah look at the jealous biyotch! I thought we shared everything!
Dalal: not my hubby, go to the six pack hot guy that was in your dreams
Meero: night
Dalal: gnight
--- Hamad ---
Why is it the moment you feel like you’re in heavy, hell arises?
I have to get rid of this, I thought it was over.
--- Dalal ---
I heard Hamad’s voice rise… he was obviously angry now, but he wasn’t talking to his dad.
“khelfan do something. I cant do anything w ana hni, mali ‘3eirk.”
What did he want this khelfan guy do. Who was khelfan.
“Just get rid of the crow! Scare it off if you had to!”
He turned around when he realized his voice was getting higher, I made myself look as if I was watching tv…
“maroom arms a7een, t2a5art 3ala mrti… et9arraf lein ma arid.”
Mrti… it sounded nice coming out from him.
--- Hamad ---
I saw her through the window; she looked beautiful.
No.
Beautiful was an understatement.
She had her hair braided on her side, and she was wearing light gray shorts & its top complemented her curves perfectly…
She was watching something on tv
He cared about her; he didn’t want her to get hurt.
This has to go away.
He has to protect her.
If this is true… she wouldn’t be able to handle the truth… I have to fix this.
--- Dalal ---
Dalal: khala9t? (as he walked inside and placed a quick kiss on my head)
Hamad: haih, batsaba7 w bayeech.
Dalal: ok.
He took a shower, she heard the water run… then he came out with his pj shorts and a faneelh.
He looked hot.
Correction: very hot.
Hamad: saweeli mkan 3adalch
I moved a bit and he sat down next to me on the couch. His arms circled me and he pulled me into his lap…
Dalal: Hamad… (Something was wrong… & she wasn’t suppose to ask him what )
Hamad: 3yoonh
Dalal: how can I lift your mood… (I felt his lips on my neck, but he didn’t kiss me. He smiled… )
Hamad: my mood doesn’t need lifting, ur existence does wonders
Dalal: ha ha ha (fake laugh), yalla 3ad (turned half way)
Hamad: ta3ali (he pulled me close to his chest and we held each other quietly)... bacher bnseer Santorini.
--- Hamad ---
She wasn’t blind; ill have to be careful…
She wanted to lift my mood up… she didn’t have to… but she wanted to… and I didn’t have to show her how upset I am… how did a guy like me find such an angel? How did I get so lucky?
I won’t let hell catch up…
She’s my angel.
And I’m in heaven…
raw3a el post! keeeeep going endimajt
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