love is in the air(17)

I didn’t want to upset my heart so I said yes. Yet I did upset my mind. I went to my parents room to get my passport, dad was out of town as usual, mom was in the bathroom. I opened the drawer of the family's documents, all four passports were there. phew! I thought, I took my passport and ran out of their room.

I put on a long white gypsy skirt, sleeveless white tank top and a small missoni cardigan. I let my natural waves down , skipped make-up since I don’t do make-up on summer, took my large bottega tote and went downstairs.

I was putting on my earrings when I saw Mother in the livingroom, I approached her and kissed the crown of her head. " shemga3dech hal 7azza yumma?" she said.

" mama elyoum 3eed melady shfeech?"

" kel 3am wentay eb5air 7abeebti wana agool ana nasya shay, wain ray7a?" she forgot, great.

" ba6la3 , ra7 at2a5ar shway mama"

" laish ba3ad?" typical!

"mama! Ba3ad its my birthday!"

" enzain, bas still latet2a5erain wayed obooch mayertha"

"mama a5af bas oboy bel bait! you know what? whatever , ana mashya"

I ignored her "te7el6em" behind me and left. I heard this conversation million times and I was in no mood to argue, especially when it came to my dad, he was never here, why bother and talk about him! And I was even more furious with her because im her only daughter and she forgot my freakin birthday!

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I arrived at terki's old house, great! He wasn’t in his car, I dialed his number and waited.

"haa wainek?" I yelled.

"besmella shfech! Nezlay lel7en ma5ala9t" he said.

" uff, okay okay" I was seriously mad.

i got out of my car, locked it and headed to the big brown gate. I pressed the buzzer. His voice came through the intercom right away. "deshay its open"

I made my way upstairs to his room, I knocked on his door. "Are you descent?" I said.

"ee baby deshay" he said.

To say that my heart stopped would be an understatement. he was in only his jeans, his brown body was even browner , I couldn’t help staring. Seriously broad shoulders, a perfectly smooth muscular chest, a taut flat stomach and those deep hip lines. The guy had a body of an Olympic swimmer. I gulped.

Before I knew it he pulled me into a deep soft kiss. He pulled away slightly "happy birthday" he said. And I had this feeling that this birthday was going to be the best birthday ever.

"9ayra Rosalinda elyom madry Maria Mercedes madry shesamonha " he said with a big grin on his face.

" shtabyy 7elwa tanoorty!" I giggled.

" wenta shdarak ebhal sowalef, no3ek etabe3?" I teased.

His face turned crimson " la shako, elwalda kanat edman 3ala hal sowalef"

" sure" I winked.

" wallah I don’t watch soaps sheno mako sh'3el!" he looked like a seven year old, I couldn’t help laughing at him.

I pinched his cheeks, his eyes were so green against his brown skin, katkooot,summer did a great job on him. I thought.

" a77 wa5ray eedech! Sawai shay useful o 6al3ely shirt min el kabat" he said.

The idea amused me at once. His scent slapped me when I opened the closet's door. His clothes smelled so much like him that I wanted to kiss the shirts.

I picked a white Armani shirt; it would look striking on his brown skin. " try this one" I said handing him the shirt.

" hmm chenna thayej shway" he rubbed his hair. Honey that's the point. I thought.

" I liked it, I don’t think its thayej" I said nonchalantly.

" okay, labseenyah" he grinned.

"laish mat3aref talbes?!" I grinned back at him.

" la ma3aref" he said.

No problem sexy. I put the shirt over his head, pulled his arms through the holes of the sleeves and straightened the shirt at his stomach.

" gorgeous" I blushed when I realized that I said it out loud.

"3yooonech el gorgeous 7abebti" he said.

" tarookii, wain benroo7?" I said softly.

"wait and see" he said.

" wallah mayendara 3anek, madry laish gelt yes!"

"lat5afeen I promise that you'll be okay, I wont let anything happen to you" he smiled. Where the hell was he taking me?

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The sign of Kuwait airport stopped my heart. What the hell are we doing here?! I couldn’t travel with him! no I would never do it!

" TERKI!! WHAT THE HELL ARE WE DOING IN THE AIRPORT?!!" I yelled.

" hehe wallah el3atheem ena I wanted to take you to paris wela italy wela somewhere bas adry ena you cant so I picked a place nearby" he said calmly.

"sheno nearby!!!!! Oh my god! redny baitna!" I was freaking out.

he pulled over the car, and looked deep into my eyes. " janoona you trust me, 9a7?" he held my left hand.

" eee but.."

"mako buts" he interrupted " benroo7 el ba7rain, for a few hours o radeen, 3ady tara 7dha gereeba , etha bel sayara no9al within five hours, let alone a plane, enshallah 3al 10 e7na benkoon bel Kuwait, etha mu abchar ba3ad"

I sighed and looked away.

We entered the airport, after parking the car in the departures parking. He held my hand; we were like a cute young married couple.

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I felt dizzy and nauseous in the airplane, I was worried, I couldn’t relax. Terki couldn’t stop touching me; he'd play with my hair and kiss my cheek every now and then.

I finally managed to relax when the air hostess served us tea.