Monday, November 28, 2011

Dalal e3yoonh (Part 11)

Helllooooo my lovely readers!!!

sh7alkom? sh3loomkom??!!!

Just giving you guys a heads-up, Heba is an ass. I'm hating her myself 3la 7arakat-ha eshanee3a >.< anyways maba5arb 3alaikom!

Please read and comment! Tell me raykom and what you want to see in the next post!

Do you think Hamad and Dalal should meet in the scene?

Does Hamad still love Heba?

ENJOY!!!!!


Passion.


--- Dalal ---

Hamad gave me a quick tour of the house; I was physically with him, but not mentally.

Hamad: Dalloola, shu feech?

Dalal: (he brought me back to reality) mashay 7abeeby!

Pull a cheerful face Dalal, dont show him that your mind is occupied, I told myself.

Hamad: are you sad cuz radeina? etha tbeinna enrd ensafr min 3youni... bs la te‘6ayjein.

awww 7abeebyyy <3 why does he have to be such a sweetheart?!!! He makes this hard...

Dalal: la galbi I’m not (i placed a quick kiss on his lips so that no one can see us) anywhere with you there is good enough

Hamad, smirking: shu tbein? gooli shu 3ndch? enti matdal3een bs che

Dalal: 7aram el7rma etdall3 raylha? (I teased)

Hamad: la mb 7aram, bs shu 3ndch?

Dalal: mashay! * giggling*

We finished the tour hand in hand, and then he took me to our room.

I told him i’d take a shower when he asked if he could join me... He used to share the shower with me in Greece, his excuse was to consume time and shower at the same time, but we always ended up taking more time because we’d fool around.

I didn’t want to push him away, but I had to... I needed time to think by myself...

Dalal: I need some time alone... Just to freshen up and come out ready for you. 3ady?

Hamad: yeah 3ady. eli eray7ch...

Dalal: love you.

He bent his head down to my lips and places a very wet kiss that nearly knocked me off my feet <3 he always knew how to take my breath away...

Hot water splashed on me, I was lost in thought.

Is he going to tell me about the txt? is he going to go? what does she want?!!!

Why cant she leave him alone? what could be so important?...

I left the shower and wrapped myself in a tower, then started texting meero,

Dalal: we have a secret mission

Meera: My kit is ready. who are we killing?

Dalal: we’re not going to kill anyone lol Heba texted Hamad saying she wants to meet him

Meera: HE TOLD YOU THAT!?!!!

Dalal: obviously not. i saw it on his phone

Meera: ya gwatch =)) ROFL tetjasesein 3ala ur hubby haaa?!!!

Dalal: am i reallllly like that meero?

Meera: not really, but the thought of you doing that is nice

Dalal: moving on! the text was on his iPhone, i dont know if he’s going to meet her or not.

Meera: if yes, we’re going too, right?

Dalal: yes.

Meera: okaaaiii?! and do you think its the right thing to do?

Dalal: I dont care. I trust him, I just don’t trust her.

Meera: ok. lets wait for the when/where. if you dont see any messages we’ll just follow him with my car, cuz he knows yours.

Dalal: thanks. i knew i could count on you.

Meera: you’re too innocent to create master plans. leave the stalking for me =))

Dalal: lol yalla ttyl

Meera: bye :*

The days passed, and Hamad didn’t mention anything to me... His iPhone was out of my sight ever since then, whether he did that on purpose or not, i dont know.

--- Hamad ---

I don’t know if Dalloola saw the message, cuz I’m sure i received it when my phone was with her. But she didn’t mention anything to me.

Was she testing me? seeing if i’d tell her?

What if i told her and she didn’t know in the first place? wouldn’t that effect our relationship?

Saturday arrived. I didn’t reply on Heba’s text.

I received another one last night,

“Shakespeare Soug Al Bahar, The Dubai Mall. 11am. Our usual table.”

Heba would be there, whether or not i replied. we’ve always been like this....

I really didn’t want to see her. Things ended years ago... Why did she want to see me now.

If she didn’t text 7amdawwa i would’ve ignored her, but she got my sister involved.

Saturday arrived; Dalali told me she wants to go out with meera her friend. I still didn’t know if I should tell her or not.

Hamad: I have to go out as well.

Dalal: where to?

Hamad: I have some unfinished business to attend to. I’ll be back in an hour 3al ktheer.

Dalal: aha... ok.

--- Dalal ---

He kissed me goodbye, and left the house.

I left right behind him; Meero was waiting at the corner in her audi Q8.

Meero was either a pro at this or we were just lucky, because Hamad didn’t notice us at all.

He was heading towards Soug Al Bahar at The Dubai Mall; I can see Burj Khalifa in front of me. We parked a bit away from him and walked behind him but kept our distance.

He entered Shakespeare; we didn’t.

Dalal: shunsawi? A5af echoofna inside.

Meero: wait let me go in and check hom wein yalseen

She went in and asked for a table for two. THANK GOD Hamad doesn't know how she looks like.

Meero: yalla ta3ali, hom barra3, 6labt 6awlh inside bs greebh min el babe li e6al3na barra3.

Dalal: ok!

When we got in, thank god he couldn’t see inside, he was standing by a table and a girl was sitting; truth be told, she was beautiful….

We sat down at the table next to door but there was a small decoration tree hiding me.

Did I say we were lucky earlier? I meant we were REALLY lucky!

“eils.”

Hamad: 5al9eeni, shu tbein?

“is this how you treat your girl friend?”

Hamad: ex- lo sma7ti. Wla nseiti that you walked away from us?

“I needed a break, I told you that”

Hamad: a break for 3 years?! W shu hal 9daf, u decide to stop your break after I get married.

“you know I love you.”

Hamad: go to hell Heba. 5al9eeni shu tbein, my wife is waiting for me.

So this is Heba… I knew it was she; I was expecting her. I guess I just needed to hear him say her name.

Heba: Hamad eils w lets talk. Fe shay aba agoolk eyah.

Hamad: you can say it while im standing.

Heba: don’t create a scene, augh u were always such a drama queen!

Hamad: yeah? So? Laish m3awra rasch? Fkeeni bsr3a gooli shu 3ndch

I can see her smirk, she looked straight at me and into my eyes; she knew I was there. She knew I could hear everything, but how did she know who I was?

She looked back at him,

Heba: mrtk et5oonk.

WHAT THE HELL?!!?!?!??!?!?!!?!?!?!??!!??!?!?!?!?!?!?! shu hal BIYOTCH etgoool!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Dalal e3yoonh (Part 10)

A new post as soon as I was able to write one!!!

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Passion

-- Dalal --


It was dark…

We lay still on our backs in bed…

Only our hands touched…

“Hamad…” I whispered,

“Dalloola…”

“I love you.” I turned my head to face him, and there he was looking as gorgeous as always, yet there was something different about him…

He got up and supported himself with his elbow. He got closer and placed the longest kiss on my lips…

“I love you too,” and there it was… I could see what was different about him.

His eyes.

They spoke to me.

They showed me a hurting soul,

A Lost love,

That was starting to heal again.

I pulled him closer and kissed him deep, “tell me more…”

I don’t know what happened to him; but he’s my baby. My husband. And I’m going to make him forget everything; I’ll make him as happy as I can.

-- Hamad --

If heaven could be found on earth, then I just found it…

Dalal is my heaven…

“a7bch dalali..”

I found home… here in her arms…

“a7bch…”

-- Dalal --

“a7bch”, he whispered against my lips…

and with that, we were on a race to ecstasy again…

Our honeymoon was magical; we toured Greece and visited the most important islands, and the romantic ones.

Location wise: Greece is the place to go for a honeymoon. It’s both romantic and historical so you get to do a lot of site seeing.

The weather: AMAZING. If you’re going, make sure you go when its nice.

Hamad grew from a stranger to someone I adore. He was amazing…

We were in the airplane on our way back to Dubai,

Hamad: dallola (he whispered in my ear as his hand held mine)

Dalal: yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesss?

Hamad: twalaht 3alaich… (he locked his fingers with mine)

Dalal: ana wyak nzein, mafarajtk min esbo3ein! *giggles*

Hamad: (he got closer) la2… (his hand left mine and he placed it on my thigh) enti fahmh qa9dii (he rubbed his thumb on my thigh, I felt my whole body shiver)

Dalal: Hamad… (I had to whisper, so no one would hear us… thank GOD the lights were dimmed) 3eib… mb jdam enas…

Hamad: masaweit shay 7abeeby (he gave me a cheeky smile, and pecked my cheek)

Dalal: yet?

Hamad: you know me far too well (he chuckled and kissed my lip quickly before anyone saw us)

Dalal: ill kill you bs 3an 7ad echofna, hehe

Hamad: nzein nzein haha et’6a7keen yum etmeen et7ateen, so wat etha chafona? Mrti.

Dalal: etim 3eib, mb jdam enas ensawi hal 7arakat

Hamad: jdam mno 3yal?

Dalal: ma7ad. Hashay beina.

Hamad: shu hashay?

Dalal: the kissing and touching

Hamad: and?

Dalal: and what? (now im confused)

Hamad: and what else? (he was talking to me in complete innocence)

Dalal: anything intimate.

Hamad: tell me what are those intimate things

Dalal: hamad! Latla3wzni!

Hamad: baby walla im not (etsanad 3ala his chair) aba a3arf…

Dalal: (I held his hand and looked at him) why.

Hamad: (he smirked) ta9beerah.

Dalal: hahahaha 7abeeby walla, shu rayk u make a list of all the things ull do to me once we’re alone.

Hamad: maba.

Dalal: hamaaaaaad (I said with dala3)

Hamad: aaaaa gallbah, 3yoonh, roo7ah, (he cupped my face and kissed my lips) la tetdale3ein wla tara ill lose control

Dalal: (blushing like a tomato) sorry baby

Hamad: w la tst7een l2anch et5ableebi

Dalal: gool walla :P shu asawi ya3ni?! Jamad?

Hamad: even that wont stop me from going crazy

A7bh; ejanin.

He makes me feel beautiful; how he loses control, how he wants me all the time, how the simplest things I say turn him on, and the way he teases me like that.

--- Hamad ---

We reached Dubai.

Back to my life, back to reality; but now she’s with me.

We found our car waiting outside the airport and we were heading to my dads house in Nad Al Sheba.

Hamad: 7abeeby, bnskn fe beit eboyh, elna qsm hnak, thalath ‘3raf w meelas. Eboyh kan ybana nskn fe beit rwa7na bs gtlh ani ana maba… maba a5ali Hamda e5ti alone fl beit. I hope you don’t mind.

Dalal: la babes not at all. Bl3aks she’ll keep me company when ur at work hehe

Hamad: she has school (he smiled at me)

Dalal: oops. Its ok, ill help her ditch

Hamad: hahaha yaweilch, dwach bikon 3ndi, 5ali e5ti tdrs

Dalal: bda etahdeed… sh3alayh mnk (i grinned, and saw him smiling back at me)

--- Dalal ---

We reached Hamad’s house; it was gorgeous.

The land was spacious, and the villa was exactly in the middle. It had a fountain in front of it and lots of beautiful flowers.

The driver got down to take out our luggage,

Hamad: banzl asa3dh, a’3ra’6i 3ndch.

He left the car and kept his small passport bag, and both his mobiles; the blackberry and the iPhone.

The iPhone vibrated in my hand, and I saw a message on the screen.

There was a number.

No name.

“Halla 7abeeby, 7mdella 3asalamh! I need to see you ‘6aroory, does next Saturday sound ok with you? Love you, H.”


Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Dalal e3yoonh (Part 9)

--- Hamad ---

My feet wouldn’t move, it barely kept me standing…

How did she know about Heba?

How did she get to her?

How did she reach my wife?

Why was she still haunting me?

Was that guy really Dalloola’s cousin? Hal ‘6lamt-ha?

Shu asawi…

I made her cry… I saw the tears before she ran…

Shit! I never made a girl cry! Damn it I hava to fix this fast.

--- Dalal ---

Someone was trying to open the door, but found it locked from inside… I heard a knock on the door… “dalal…fchi el bab…”

I wont…

Hamad: Dalloola please fcheeli el bab…

Never…

Hamad: Dalal… lat5aleeni che, lat5aleena che… please fchi el bab… 5alna ntfaham…

I cant…

I sobbed….

He must’ve heard me…

Hamad: dalaaliii d5eelch lat9ee7eeen… 5ala9 ma bntfaham, ma bntkalam fl maw’6oo3 ba3ad… bnsawi eli tbeinh, bs fcheeli el bab… 5aleeni amsa7 dmoo3ch… 5aleeni ara’6eech…

Magdar… he hurt me… he’s cheating on me… magdar…

Hamad: baby… please… 36eeny fr9a… 3al aqal let me explain… w u know when im lying ull see it on my face… bs fchi el bab yalla 7abeeby… 3shan 5a6riii fchii el bab…

Don’t use that card…. 7mar…. akrahk…. 7ayawan….

Hamad: mali 5a6r 3ndch?

Ass…

--- Hamad ---

she unlocked the door… I got in and found her face covered in tears…

Hamad: dalaalii

I took a step closer but she took a step back, “latdgnii…” ouch… kaif ma tbeini adgch ya dalal… kaif ma tbeini atgarrab mnch…

Hamad: ok…

I sat on the floor… I watched her slide down and sit opposite to me…

Hamad: can we talk?

Dalal: no…

Hamad: ok.

Dalal: who is she?

Shu tbeini agoolch dalal… wein tbeini abda…

Hamad: kaif 3rafti 3anha…

Dalal: does it matter? I know khala9.

Hamad: lat9adgeen ay klmh etgoolch eyaha…

I don’t know what lies Heba stuffed into my babys head, I don t know if she’ll get it if I explained.

Dalal: and u expect me to believe ramsat the liar? Kaif etg9 3alayh? L3bh jdamk? You’re just toying with my feelings as well?

Hamad: Ma chd chthabt 3alaich fe shay Dalal… heba is in my past, and I kept her there, way before we got married… I forgot her before I decided to marry you.

Dalal: stop lying…

Hamad: estweit chathab Dalal?

--- Dalal ---

I know he’s saying the truth, but why can’t I believe him…

And why is he making me feel guilty for saying he’s a liar?!!!!

Dalal: sma3tk etgool esmha when ur asleep…

Hamad: it must’ve been a dream or a nightmare, u cant take people for what they say in their dreams.

Maybe… but…

Dalal: you said something the other day… you meant it for her didn’t you…

Hamad: shu glt?

Dalal: mashay…

He sat next to me, and moved me closer…

His legs were now circling me; I was in his arms.

My back was against his chest and his face was on my neck…

Hamad: a7bch dalal… etha qa9dch hal shay then e6amenay cuz I said it to you, adri ani knt dahman w fyh rgad but I said it in full conscious, and meant it.

I just remained silent in his arms, listening to him breath. I was lost in my own thoughts when he interrupted me, “Dalal…”

Dalal: hmm?

Hamad: ana asf…

Dalal: 3ala?

Hamad: the way I treated you. The way I talked to you. I’m also sorry shakeit feech, I should’ve known better. Sam7eeni…

Dalal: ok…

Hamad: bs? Che? Ok?

I moved to the front a bit and turned around to face; now we both sat on the floor- legs crossed.

Dalal: Hamad… (I took his hand to comfort myself more than him) look. I’m going to say this once, and I really don’t want to go there again because im shutting off ALL my feelings and going to be blunt with you. Fa please la tz3al min eli bagoolh.

Hamad: ok… (he squeezed my hands in his and moved closer… ass)

Dalal: I’ve never had a relationship with a guy before. Not even in university. I don’t have guy friends. Its just not my thing. The closest people to me are Meero and Khalfoon. If he was in the country when we got married you would’ve met him. This is one thing. The other thing is, you need to learn to trust me, because im your “wife”. Last thing is, ma ar’6a 7ad e3ali 9oteh 3alayh. Tba etramsni, etkalmni bhdoo2. Ana mb yahl, w mb 9amkha. I can hear clearly. Screaming at me is disrespectful. And I don’t think I did anything that deserves that.

He remained silent and only nodded his head when I was speaking…

Hamad: Thank you for telling me you don’t, or should I say “didn’t” have relationships before.

Dalal: and never will

Hamad: noted. But I need you to understand that ive seen and met a lot of girls in my life, and im not saying your like them, but I got used to seeing the same kind of girls. I know you’re different. But ive been through some things that made me have trust issues. I trust you, I really do. But its so easy for my brain to doubt people… I know it doesn’t justify my actions, but please try to understand… ana asf.

Dalal: *sigh* ok. Sama7tk.

Hamad: 9dg?! (he literally jump and stood up, pulling me with him)

Dalal: *giggles* yes. Mat-hoon 3alayh lel2asaf.

Hamad: lel2asaf?!!!

He started tickling me and I ran in the room looking for a place to hide but didn’t find any, it was too late anyways he caught me in less than 2 seconds.

He kept tickling me til I fell on the bed and the next minute he was on top of me.

He was tickling me so much but his body was crushing mine that I couldn’t move under him, I just screamed and begged him to stop as tears formed in my eyes from laughing.

Then…

He stopped…

His face was so close to mine…

And his eyes… god, those gorgeous eyes… they were so deep, yet serious….

--- Hamad ---

She was beautiful… every time I look at her I notice how even more beautiful she was…

She was beautiful inside and out…

I felt like I don’t deserve her…

I was such an ass to her, yet she forgave me…

She’s not even asking me for an explanation…

I owe her one. she deserves one…

Hamad: 7abeeby… (yalla 3aslha hamad gabl matfr qmblh 3alaiha) you’re not going to ask me who Heba is?

Dalal: no. (she wrapped her arms around my neck,)

Hamad: why? (I fixed myself and now lay directly on top of her, my arms on either side of her head)

She started to run her finders through my hair, “because I trust you,” her lips curled into a smile, “and because something tells me I shouldn’t bother with her and get myself upset over something in the past”

I leaned closer… and placed a soft kiss on her lips… “fdaitch…”

--- Dalal ---

“fdaitch…” he whispered against my lips, and then he kissed me again; this time it was deeper.

Dalal: wait…

Hamad kissed me again, “mmm?”

Dalal: she’s in the past right? (what?!! A girl has to check!!!)

Hamad: yes.

Dalal: and theres no one in your present?

Hamad: there is; she’s my wife who’s not letting me kiss her at the moment.

Dalal: and there wont be anyone in the future ‘3eirha, right?

Hamad pulled his head an inch or two back to look at me straight in the eyes, “never.”

Dalal: ok.

He leaned down again to kiss me, but…

Dalal: wait wait wait wait

Hamad chuckled: 3yooni 2amrii, shu ba3ad fe 5a6rch?

Dalal: promise?

Hamad: promise you what?

Dalal: about the future…

Hamad laughed at me now, 7mar yakhi ana shlii if I have my own trust issues ba3ad! “promise 7abeeby,”

Dalal: hehe ok, you can kiss me now?

Hamad: laa? (he placed a quick kiss on my lips) 9dg? (and another) a7een ystwi? (and another) ma a7taj maw3d wa 7a’6ratch? (and another! AUGH JUST KISS ME ALREADY!!!)

I grabbed his shirt and pulled me so close and kissed him. I was not gonna wait for him.

That move was all he needed, the next minute he was kissing me deeper than before, sucking me lips, biting them, and planting wet kisses on my neck.

Oh god, the way he kissed my neck. It was heaven… his hands moved everywhere; we were suddenly taking of each other’s clothes.

He whispered the sweetest words to me. He lifted me and put my head on the pillow… he planted wet kisses on my jaw, down my neck, and all over my body; he kissed me in places I didn’t know were kissable…

He took my breath away...

He made me fly...

He made me happy…

And he was all mine.