awwal shay mubarak 3lekom el shahar 7abaybeee;*** o 3asakom men el 3aydeeen wel fayzeen...I was away for a couple of days so mamedaanii abareklekom bel shahar..sam7ooni 3l eg9ooor in this blog :( adri kelesh mo ma36eta 7agga bas I promise I'll make it up;** and I hope you guys enjoy this post!
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A wave of pain hit my chest for a second but I stopped it before it cut my heart slowly. I tried to think of what will happen instead of what would've happen between us if we never broke up. It's not late, yet. He's not married, I'm obviously not either. He still has feelings for me. I'm crazy in love with him and…I need him so much! If I don't see him now I'll …die! Yes, yes! I need to breathe again. I thought.
Two weeks later we met. He was even sexier than I remember. He looked so mature and simply breathtaking in that crisp white Dishdasha. and his scent surprised me. His scent didn't change at all; aprege lanvin with a hint of tobacco.
"I'm turning 31 this week, I should find a wife" he said casually while we sat across each other in his car.
Two weeks later we met. He was even sexier than I remember. He looked so mature and simply breathtaking in that crisp white Dishdasha. and his scent surprised me. His scent didn't change at all; aprege lanvin with a hint of tobacco.
"I'm turning 31 this week, I should find a wife" he said casually while we sat across each other in his car.
"Yes you should" I agreed.
" kel mrra agool chethy o ba3den a'3ayer rayey, fekrat el zawaj ebkoberha eta3eb!" he sighed.
" hathy sennat el 7ayat" I said jokingly. "o enta mo s'3eer"
"you don’t have to remind me yal s'3eera" he rolled his eyes.
"eskit eskit, I'm six years younger than you! Dad!"
" bas enty eb sen el zawaj, ya3ny ana weyach nafs el 7ala" he shrugged.
" allah kareem, bas ana mo mesta3yela" I said defensively.
" weddy ashtrey sayara yededa" he said cheerfully. He was obviously trying to change the subject. Typical.
"Then do" I said coldly. For some reason he was pissing me off.
"I love speed. It takes my mind of off things" he muttered while staring at my eyes directly.
"Great" I stared back.
"walaht" he said. And suddenly my heart softened and I was no longer angry at him.
"walaht 3laich jana. Ta3abteeni" he sighed.
"walaht" he said. And suddenly my heart softened and I was no longer angry at him.
"walaht 3laich jana. Ta3abteeni" he sighed.
" tawik etgool? I was around you know"
"matabeeni…you broke up with me, remember?" he stared at me again.
" manesait, latkhaf"
"you suppose to say I miss you too, shay chethy"
"I miss you too, shay chethy!" I said sarcastically.
He chuckled. "Not funny"
"I waited for you" I almost whispered, I didn’t want to be defeated by my emotions.
He extended his hand to reach my hair, and brushed a lock of hair with his fingers swiftly. "jameela" he murmured.
My cheeks turned crimson pink like the shade of my fingernails and words caught up in my throat. I had nothing to say so I stared at his pretty face.
"enty lel7een teste7een?" he teased. "makebartay 3la hal sowalef?"
I chuckled. "ley bacher"
" amooot 3lech" he said.
" I've been in relationships after you, o adri enta ba3ad, bas all I wanted was you"
" I loved someone...but she wasn't you" he admited.
" so you're single now?!" I asked, hoping for a positive answer.
He nodded. " agolech zawjooni etgoleli you're single! ofcourse I'm single"
" and by the way I love your new hair" he added.
