Dalal e3yoonh (Part 7)

--- Dalal ---

We left Athens and headed to Santorini; one of the most romantic Greek islands.

It was literally breathtaking; everything about it was just so amazing.

The view of the volcano was just so beautiful and the sea was so blue against the mountains. The houses were beautifully built on the mountains; the architecture of the buildings were just so simple yet beautiful. Many buildings were painted with white and had blue roofs, and they complimented both the sea and the mountains.

Hamad and I were better than ever; that day at the pool spiced us up and made us really comfortable with each other.

I think by now we reached the boyfriend/girlfriend stage where we kiss/hug/hold the other without permission or the silence before the act lol.

I loved him. Don’t get me wrong, im not in love with him. But I care for him a lot; he’s so sweet. And he’s been trying to make me happy in any possible way.

I mean the other day I just told him I love the sunset in Santorini and he extended our stay, and took me out to see the sunset every single day, and each time was in a different spot on the island.

He was warm; he would hold me close to him whenever he could.

He would rub his hand on my back when we’re watching the sunset.

He would play with my hair as I fall asleep.

It was those little things that made my heart fly.

He made me happy.

And I can only hope that I’m doing the same to him.

We were watching the sunset after spending the day visiting traditional villages; I was wrapped in his arms while we sat on one of the benches facing the sea.

Hamad: Dalloola, shu raych en’3ayr elbarnamaj ow bacher enseer Rhodes badal Crete?

We were meant to go to Crete the day after tomorrow.

Dalal: ok. Bs laish? I thought tba t5tm the trip fe Rhodes.

Hamad: knt. Bs bacher el3eed, w Rhodes Jazeera 3a2elyh w feeha shway khaleejyeen. 3ala kthr safrati, I never spent eid out of Dubai… fa I want to see people, even if I don’t know them. aham shay achoof khaleejyeen ow agdar abarklhom bl3eed.

Dalal: *blank face*

Hamad: shu? Wayd atdalla3 ya3ni?

Dalal: la.

Hamad freaking out: 3yal?!!

Dalal: *cracks up laughing* you’re CUTE!!!

Hamad: cute?! CUTE?! Babes that’s too gay!

Dalal: ok ok * still laughing hysterically* ur katkoot, not cute.

Hamad: awanch t3adleenha?!! (his pulled away his arms but I leaned into him to stop him)

Dalal: Hammaaaad * giggled* walla ur so funny!!! Awal mara achoof 7ad yba e3ayd in a certain place bs 3shan echof ennas elkhaleejyeen. Walla katkoot

Hamad slid his arm lower and placed his hand on my waist, “dalal es6albai”

Dalal: *giggled some more* ok ana asfh * laughed loudly again*

Hamad suddenly had crazy fingers and started tickling me which made me laugh more, “Hamaad!!! Ana asfh!! Bs!!! Bs!!! Please!!!!”,

Hamad: maba5aleech (and he kept tickling till I was lying on the bench and he was on top of me)

Dalal: hamad bsss dkheeelk!!! toba toba! Maba3eedha!!! Toba 7abeeby bs!!

Hamad stopped, but his body didn’t budge, “gooly 7abeeby marra thanyh”

Dalal: MABA! Gom 3anni

Hamad: (tickled me a bit more) lch wayh t3andeen?!!!! Goleeha 3shan ar’6a!

Dalal: bara’6eek b6areeqa thanyh bs gom 3anni!

Hamad: maba, gooleeha

Dalal: 7ABEEBY! Happy?! Now goom.

His eyes were suddenly different; they were darker. “maba,” even his voice was different; it was very low…

His face came closer to mine… his lips touch mine softly… “rayyal jdamch” he whispered against my lips in his sexy/husky voice, “ow tgooleeli katkoot?” then he placed a hotter kiss on my lips, a deeper one.

And then I was melting.

I forgot to breathe.

I didn’t move.

Not because I couldn’t, it was because I didn’t want him to stop.

His touch can send electric vibes down my spine and melt my heart away at the same time.

He broke the kiss, and it was dark. “we have to go back to the hotel; its dangerous outside fhal wagt” and with that he pulled me to my feet and walked me to our room…

--- Hamad ---

We lay in our bed that night facing each other; she was in my arms right where I want her to be…

I loved playing with her soft hair; I later come to realize that it helped her sleep…

Dalal: Hamad… (she whispered my name and it came out like a melody)

Hamad: 3yoonh

She was caressing my beard. It was very light, and it was the first time she actually touches it the way she is right now…

Dalal: 7lwa l7yatk…

Hamad: 3yoonch el7lwa (the tip of our noses were touching each other as we were whispering in the darkness of our room)

Dalal: 9dg… latrabeeha wayd, w latshlha mool… 5alha the way it is now.

Hamad: et3aybch che?

Dalal: haih… (She whispered even lower than a whisper can be… I knew she was blushing… her shyness tortures me…)

Hamad: eli e3aybch w tbeinh bystwi dalali.

Dalal moved so that her head was now close to my neck, I knew she was hiding from me.

Hamad: baby… tbein t3arfeen ana shu e3aybni?

Dalal: shu?

Hamad: esmch.

I could feel her giggling before hearing her; her body was shaking. “ur funny” she said

Hamad: Dalal…

--- Dalal ---

Hamad: Dalal…

I could hear him becoming serious… I leaned back and I could see his face (THANK YOU BATHROOM LIGHT!)

Dalal: labeih…

Hamad: tethb7eeni…

Dalal: asfh..

Hamad: shhh… (he placed his thumb on my lips while his hand was on my cheek) la tet2asfein 3ala shay ana mstans mnh…

Dalal: ok… ( If there was a color redder than a red tomato, id be that right now…)

Hamad: youm tzgreeni w agoolch 3yooni, majamlch… enti a9lan dalal e3yooni. 3yooni klha lch. 3yooni wdha bs etchoofch mdallelh. Aba adal3ch. Aba achoof el ebtsamh 3ala wayhch. Aba afaj2ch…

What was he saying…

Dalal: Hamad…

Hamad: shhh… (he planted a soft kiss on my lips) 5aleeni akaml 7abeeby, 5aleeni agoolch shu fe 5a6ri.

I can see him closing his eyes… but his lips were still moving… the sweetheart, he was falling asleep. He was dozing off.

Dalal: 7abeeby… shhh…

Hamad: a7bch

I had to blink a couple of times to realize im not dreaming… Machd galli hal klmh… did he mean it? wla galha w hoo dahman?

Or did he think I was… her…