Monday, 21 November 2011

My name is Nouf (21)

Nouf almost shrieked with delight when her husband announced that they'd better go home rest before their flight. Of course his mother protested and made unecessary comments but he didn't relent and she almost ran to his car with relief. He must had known that something was amiss because as soon as he started the engine and drove away his hand reached her thigh, settling on her knee. He gave her knee a gentle squeeze. " what's wrong? you were quiet most of the time? tisti7een min ahaly?" He said, kindness filling his deep voice.

I very much would love to practice my boxing skills on your mother's botoxed face. " mafeeni ella el3afya, bes shwai daykhaa"

His hand was still on her knee. " Namay al7een as much as you can, I'll wake you gabil la enro7 il ma6ar"

" Can I ask for something?"

" Name it and it's yours" He said.

She grinned. New husbands were simply perfect. This one was at least, Nouf thought lovingly, he rarely denied her requets, his complete attention was for her and he gave her everything she wanted, almost everything;  since she really fantasized about having her honeymoon on a tropical island, like most conventional couples, she wanted to wear bikini's, lie under the warm sun, get a tan and show it off. Unfortunately Sagir had other plans; he chose the least desirable place on earth for a honeymoon. A deserted, anonymous ski resort in Canada, she hated the cold, winter simply wasn't the season for her. She loathed layering jumpers and jackets which only made her look fat and unappealing, the entire gloomy nature of the season depressed her.  Yet...yet she couldn't say all these things to him. She have always been tongue tied and terribly shy with the men in her life. Never expressing how she trully felt or what she really wanted, even with her friends she hated to dissapoint anyone and it was a sorry trait.Most people called her a pushover and she couldn't do nothing about it, inspite of hating this side of her and desperately tried to change it, she failed. Unlike Sheikha. Nouf had always dreamt of being like her best friend, spirited, strong and courageous. Nouf's heart swelled with longing at the thought of her best friend, unfortunately she won't be able to see her before her departure. She decided to send her a long message instead.

He bought her her desired coffee and then they headed home. Nouf was unusually drowsy and very sore, every inch of her hurt and she wanted bed instead of packing her luggage. She changed into a tiny slik nightgown, bared her face of make-up and put her hair into a messy bun.

"My entire body hurt, I'm so uncomfortable" She complained as she climbed into the bed.

He sat on the edge of the matress and took her hand. " Did I hurt you..last night?" He almost whispered.

Her face turned pink abruptly. " Is-is this really necessary?"

" Yes, I wanna know if I did..I'm sorry" He said in a husky voice.

" Yes" She said, blushing furiously.

" It's natural to feel sore the begining, I promise it will feel less painful the next time we.." His words trailed as his eyed caught the dark blue bruise that covered her left arm. He ran his warm fingers over it, examining the mark. " hmm, you bruise easily" He told her and planted a kiss on the bruise.

A shiver of delight went down her spine. " Why do you think so?" She said, her voice a tiny whisper.

" Let's say I'm experienced" He smiled wickedly.

" That's not a very romantic thing to say!!" She punched him playfully on the arm.

" I'm not a romantic man" He grinned.

She rolled her eyes and showed her annoyance with a breif scowl. He wanted to kiss that scowl off of her pretty face. He wanted to take the annoying nightgown off of her, strip her of every piece of clothes and...

His phone rang loudly, interrupting the moment. He cursed under his breath and moved off of the bed.

while he talked on the phone, she lied in bed with her eyes closed, her skin still burning from his touch, she contemplated the events of the day, her amazing husband; dear lord, she loved him too much! she wondered if he'd stay this way after a year or two of marriage or if he ever wanted kids, she wished he'd stay this way forever.And then his annoying mother popped into her mind ruining the fantasy along with other unecessary thoughts of the ugly past, but then her lids grew heavier and weariness finally won over and she lost touch with the world.

Sleep was dark, sweet and dreamless . She awakened to the sound of a foreign alarm o'clock, blinking hard she tried to move and twist in bed but a muscular bare arm that was draped over her waist stilled her. She smiled, finally registering that her husband was sleeping next to her, his breath hot against her hair. She turned around to face him, settling herself closer to his side. He was sleeping on his stomach, his other free arm curved around the pillow beneath his head, his dark, eyelashes ridiculously long for a man casting shadows over his cheeks. Her hand involuntarily reached for his face, tracing his cheeks, his full lips and his jaw. He didn't move and his breathing didn't change but he shifted closer to her. She continued her joyous exploring, reaching for his arm, she traced the broad lines of his shoulder, sliding her hand to his arm with a gentle caress, he was so warm and smooth, that made her smile for his constant warmth puzzled her. Did the man ever get cold?

Then she lowered her small hand to his chest, drawing circles and silly hearts on his skin, unaware that he was fully awake by now. She jumped slightly when he captured her playful small hand with his big one. "Enough" He said in a husky, sleep filled voice. " You're torturing me"

His reaction to her touch made her heart swell with pride, she was so thrilled to discover that this gorgeous, desirable man could be so undone by her touch. The thrill of having the upper hand was too...too good to be true. But her joy was short-lived as  he bent over her and took her ear in his mouth, he bit at it gently and tickled the lobe, his hand moving down to her thighs, catching her short nightgown and drawing it upward. Her breathing grew shorter and harsher, and she had to grit her teeth to keep from showing him how she enjoyed his touches.

" Sagir, we have a plane to catch..oh!" She clasped her hand over her moved when he moved lower, biting her flat stomach. He laughed and kissed  the red spot softly.

The heat of his skin transferred to the coldness of her's and her resistance gradually weakened. She couldn't push him away. Damn it all she wanted to stay this way with him forever.

"S-surely the plane can wait.." Her voice shook.

" Definately" He laughed softly and siezed her mouth in a hot, demanding kiss.


The flight was excruciatingly long and hellish. Nouf wanted to weep with exhaustion. Although the first class seats were supposedly comfortable, her back ached and she simply couldn't fall asleep. Sagir tried his best to distract her, inspite of the fact that she didn't complain once.Her face must have showed it all; the weariness and the irritation. He talked, made her laugh and ate with her but then weariness took over him and he drifted to sleep.

And then came the long torturous trip to the snowy mountains. The driver drove carefully along the threatening wintry roads. She was looking out the window through the whole entire long ride, trying to catch something interesting but all she saw was darkness. It was unbearably gloomy and cold. She shook violently underneath her long wool coat. Her small hands frozen in her lap, she was in the verge of tears and she couldn't look at Sagir, afraid she'd lose it and slap him hard on the face for making her going through this ordeal. She felt nauseated and she could find no comfortable position. Sagir suddenly pulled her against him, wrapping her arms around her. "Lean against me" He whispered into her ear.

She didn't utter a word and did as she was told, leaning against him. He was incredibly warm, she thought grudginly, tucking her trembling  hand on the inside of his jacket. "I'll eventually die min il bard" She hissed.

"You won't" He held her tighter. " And quit the frown, we're almost there"

The rest of the journey became a blur, as she dozed off without realizing it. When they finally reached their destination, Sagir gently nudged her awake, she didn't open her eyes, only mumbled something and settled closely against his chest.  He helped her outside the truck, carrying  her all the way to the small cottage. The wind was harsh and agonizignly cold around them. He lowered  her gently on the big bed and went to get the baggage inside the cottage with the help of the truck driver. When the whole thing was done, he locked the door of the small, luxurious cottage and threw his weary body on the bed beside her. It was deliciously warm inside, he wanted to sleep with his travelling clothes on. The whole effort of washing up and changing into Pajamas was too exhausting, yet he forced himself to leave the bed and get a hot shower. He lingered in the shower, thinking about his sleeping wife. He brushed his teeth and shaved, finally getting warm. When he approached the bed, she was still unconscious, snoring loudly with her heavy clothes and shoes still on. He took off her shoes, her coat and stripped her off her sweatpants and shirt. " Don't you want to take a hot shower?" He shook her gently.

She looked at him as if he was an idiot and shook her head. "mmm 3afia abii anaam...later" She didn't make any sense, he laughed and dressed her in a nightgown she packed in her small handbag. He brushed her hair and that lulled her deeper into sleep, finally he put the brush aside, he wrapped his arms around her waist and slept, inhaling the sweet scent of her hair.

to be continued...

Monday, 14 November 2011

my name is Nouf (20)

The desperation in his husky voice made her turn around and stand right in front of him. She tried to see his face through the darkness yet failed. He extended his hand to her and pulled her on his lap. She searched his eyes for reassurance. When she finally found her voice she spoke, her voice was strained. " Sagir, I'm so fucking scared"

" I know baby, me too" He whispered while his hand moved to her hair, he tugged at it gently.

"really? I'm very impressed" She touched his bare arm.

He chuckled. "it's hard to believe I know.., your hair is the most beautiful thing, so shiny and soft" He pressed a rich lock of golden brown hair against his lips.

She blushed. "nonesense.."

" shut up and accept the compliment and let's go to bed."

And before she could protest he scooped her up and carried her to the bedroom. He dumped her on the large bed and went to the other side of the bed. Damn it he was sick of waiting and he wanted her as soon as possible.

The bed all but swallowed her up.She lied down on the bed straight on her back, crossed her arms across her chest, closed her eyes and said " I'm ready"

He had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing, she looked like a dead person, only her breaths were shallow and panicky.He had to do something to make her relax.

Her eyes still shut, she felt the covers being pulled back then the bed sagged from his weight, he streched and got closer to her.

"Nouf.." He whispered and tickled her cheek, she opened her eyes and slapped his fingers. " Don't tickle me I can't bear it!"

He gave her the most devillish of smiles. " I didn't know you were ticklish, that's.....very, very important to know"

She rolled her eyes. " I'm serious"

" Oh, me too" He kissed her brow and pulled her to him.

" What the hell am I going to do with you?" He whispered into her hair while holding her to him.

She sighed and wrapped her arms around his waist.

His fingers slowly moved to the straps of her night gown. He slid the thin strap off her shoulder and she held to him tighter, a single hot tear escaping her tightly shut eyes. "Shhh, I'm going to be very gentle, I promise" He whispered into her ear and planted a soft kiss on her bare shoulder.

She shuddered and her skin was warm; it was a good sign. He rolled her onto her back and kissed her, with the sweetest mix of tenderness and strong need. His fingers awkward and trembling when he touched her hair, smoothing it away from her face. the going tender and slow task was proving to be ten times more difficult than he'd imagined. Her arms reached for him to wrap around his body, she touched his shoulders, her arms, his neck and his face and then she settled for his thick hair. She looked achingly small and fragile beneath him and he didn't know what do to so he pulled back slightly, fearing that he could hurt her. The only sound was that of their harsh breathing, he whispered. " Nouf, if you want me to stop..say it now..because in a few minutes I won't trust myself to stop"

She touched his cheek and when she finally managed to speak her voice came weak "Don't...stop" She rasped.

And he didn't.

When Nouf woke up the next day, sun was streaming through the half closed shutters, she opened her eyes slowly expecting to see Sagir lying next to her on the soft bed. He wasn't. She tried to move to a sitting position but her entire body hurt, She felt her cheeks burning when she remembered last night. She sighed and burried her head back against the pillows.

As if on cue, Her husband appeared, entering the bedroom with a cup of coffee in his hand. "saba7 elkhair" He grinned, revealing the set of his pearly white teeth, his darkly tanned skin making them appear even whiter. She blushed, He was shirtless with only pajama bottoms, he wasn't even wearing slippers.

"ahlan!" She grinned back at him, her cheeks furiously rosey. " esa3a cham?"

He couldn't believe she was all shy and blushing after all the things they've shared the night before, he found it amusing and extremly, heartbreakingly adorable. He ached to touch her. " it's 12"

"ollah! I must have over slept, when did you wake up?" She said, her voice still husky with sleep.

" About an hour ago, I've missed you" He smiled devilishly, his eyes glittering.

 "Me too" Her cheeks turned beet red, she had to laugh it was the most ridiculous conversation she'd ever had, god help her she was so ridiculously in love.

" What are you having?"

"Black coffee, tabeen?"

"Yes please" She nodded.

He moved to her side of the bed, lifted her up and sat down and placed her on his lap. She took the cup of coffee and took a sip. "Mmmm thank you"

"Bel3afia" He planted a kiss on the top of her head. "ee tara elyoum ghadana ebait oboy, lazim ensalim 3layhom gabil la ensafir"

"What??? laysh maga3dtni abchaaar??" She almost yelled.

" ob oob, 3adii kelshay yamdii, elghada e6ee7 esa3a 2"

" ambaih, I better go take a shower"

"can I join you?" He smiled wickedly.

She rolled her eyes. "No!"

He spanked her behind. "klba"

"I'll make it up to you!" She grabbed a towel and hurried up to the bathroom.

Two hours later she was all dressed up and ready to leave the house. She took a final glance to admire her reflection before going downstairs to Sagir who was such a darling with this whole waitingwait ordeal, he didn't complain once, he kept cheking his emails and emailing work and she thanked god for that. She put on so much effort on her looks just to impress the mother in law and the sister in law precisely, she took a deep breath and studied her reflection to look for mistakes.

Her hair perfectly blow dried, cascading over her slim shoulders, complementing her long sleeved  orange silk dress which ended just above her knees. She put the sexiest of her killer heels, grabbed her classic chanel purse and left the bedroom.

His face lit up at the sight of her. "kil malich oo etsereen a7la o a7la" He said.

His compliment made her glow all the way to his parents' house, making her forget all about his family's irrational dislike for her.


" allah ehadakom ta2akhartaw! ubook mat min elyou3!" His step mother said as soon as they appeared on the door. The woman was impossible, it was fifteen minutes after two only, Nouf thought grudginly.

Sagir chuckled and planted a kiss on the crown of her head. "eshda3wa yumma, kaho el walid mafee ella el3afya"

 Nouf smiled nervously while holding the cake they grabbed from the nearest bakery. Her knees almost buckled and she looked at Sagir.

" 7i6eha 3l 6awla 7abeebti al7een elkhadam eyoon ewadoonha el ma6bakh" He said.

Nouf placed the cake on the dining table and went to greet her mother in law.

" Shloonich khaltii? asfeen 3l ta2kheer bes 3la ma maraina el bakery o-"

" 3ad Sagir moo min 3awaida yet2akhar.." She said coldly, interrupting Nouf.

He laughed. "Akthar wa7id yet2akhar ana!"

Nouf didn't, she forced a smile and stood up to greet the rest of the family.

His sister was nice enough, of course she gave Nouf the famous once over, but at least she didn't  make any mean comments. His father and brother on the other hand were utterly sweet, she couldn't help but fall in love with the three men of the family.

" bnaytii et'habil, walla Sagir yi6la3 minna" His father joked, smiling at her. She blushed and chocked back the lump forming at the back of her throat, she knew she was acting unreasonable, but unexpected kindness usually made her feel that way.

" Mashkoor 3ammi" She said politely. They were both sitting at the dining table waiting for the rest of the family to join them.

His step mother decided to ruin the moment with her acid tongue. " Nouf 7abeebtii goomay 3n hl kirsii, hatha mokan khalid"

Nouf's cheeks burned and she thought she was going to cry. " asfa, bes 3ammii gali ag3ad yamma" She forced a weak laugh and stood up.

" la 7asha walla Nouf latgomeen!! gi3day yuba ana ag3ad yam Sagir wela ay mokan! el walda allah e7afith'ha etagashmar wiyach, gi3day estree7ay" His brother said quickly, giving his mother an angry disbelieving look.

Nouf sat down, blinking back the tears of anger and humiliation, she wanted to punch that old wrinkly, or not really so wrinkly bitch! and to make matters worse Sagir went to fitch his nieces which meant he missed the whole horrifying incident, she will never be able to tell him how much she despised his step mother and even if she did so tell him of how she mistreated her , he'll never believe it, he was simply too blind to see her flaws.

Oh god, This was going to be a very very long lunch.

to be continued..