Unexptected: Chapter10

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Enjoy!

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Previously:

He had his arm on the same gorgeous blonde's back. My heart felt like it was being continuously stabbed. I felt tears clouding my vision, and then I apologized to the people I was talking to. I left quickly and ignored Waleed's screaming behind me.

When I was outside in the wet streets of Munich it hit me, I was as bad as Turki.

So why did I feel so much pain at seeing him with that blonde?

I had no clue, but I won't let him bother me. 

Waleed: 3noud, shfeek? 
Anoud: umm, shft Turki jwa!

Waleed's face changed; it twisted into a mixture of fear and anger. 

Waleed: wallaa? Ajl 5alena nb3d al7en y6l3on wla shy w yshofna hena.

I gave him a weird look, isn't he supposed to not care? Why does he look panicked? A9ln ana w Turki bnt6lg. I guess I'll never completely understand Waleed. I let out a sigh; I guess I'll just go home, and go to bed.

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Months have passed, and my relationship with Waleed keeps getting stronger. Turki has drifted further away from me than ever, and it hurt but now I just grew used to it. I didn't care anymore, because he obviously didn't.

I haven't seen the blonde again; not that I want to. A9ln he hasn't been home properly in a while, yji mt25r w ynam w y6l3 awl ma a97a. Our lives have fell into a routine that I hate. I love waleed even more now since we've been together for 4 months.

Right now I was heading to the cafe we always meet in. I was wearing a black and beige pencil skirt that stopped right before my knees with a cream silk shirt, and for the first time in ages I was wearing black pumps. I felt very sophisticated and professional bcuz of my outfit today. I felt confident too, and I was in love with my new Birkin. I liked feeling pretty, and after going shopping with Reema I had a lot of confidence in myself.


I went into the cafe, and my eyes fell on the corner me&Waleed always sat in. He had a pretty girl with him, and I felt jealousy overcome me. What's with the men in my life and them being cheaters? I know I couldn't exactly judge Turki since I was doing the same thing, but I was never rude enough to let him in our apartment.

I walked to the table he was sitting in, and I gave him a sickly sweet smile.

Anoud: hi?
Waleed: hala blzeen kla!
Anoud: hala, errm Waleed..
Waleed: oh 9a7! 3nouda ha4y Jana.
Anoud: ahleen, Jana. Asfa walla bes Waleed ma gd 7kali 3nik?
Jana: hahah! M3leesh, Waleed ma y7b ygol lhis girlfriends 3ni.

Girlfriends? I kept quiet and kept my smile on my face.

Jana: ana a9er his bestfriend min yom ena 93'ar.
Anoud: oh!
Jana: ee, so don't worry. I won't be stealing him from you anytime soon.

I laughed with, bes shy jowati kan ygoli ena she wasn't being completely honest. After a few minutes of chatting she left and I sat with Waleed. We talked about our mornings and I was complaining about a lecture I had with a certain professor.

Anoud: so t5yal a54t 1.5! Mrra mo kwys, it'll make my GPA drop.
Waleed: 5la9 7bebti wareni ur file ana a3lmk keeef tsawen elassignment since ma 3ndik work al7en.
Anoud: sounds good, dgega bes a6l3o mn elshn6a.

I looked through the bag, but I couldn't find the file. I needed the file ASAP, if I didn't do the assignment with Waleed today then I won't ever get to do it.

Anoud: yooh 7bebi nseet elfile blshigaa! 5laa9 ana arj3 ajeba.
Waleed: mar7 a5lek trj3en l7alk llshiga. El6reeg b3eed w mo amen.
Anoud: btji m3i?
Waleed: ee yalla nmshi!

I walked out of the cafe side by side with Waleed, he was holding my right hand and my left hand had my wedding ring. The irony. My stomach twisted in knots; I had a bad feeling about Waleed coming with me. Will Turki see us? Worse, what if a neighbour sees us and tells Turki? Ya allah. Yarb 5eer. We got to the building, and I dropped Waleed's hand automatically. I went into the lobby and I saw the doorman. I smiled and waved at him.

Anoud: hello!
Doorman: hi Mrs.3noud.
Anoud: is Mr.Turki home?
Doorman: not yet, ma'am. Feeling well, dear?
Anoud: yes, why do you ask?
Doorman: it's just that you're home early that's all.
Anoud: I forgot a file, and came to pick it up.

A54t elLift w d5l Waleed m3i. For some reason I was nervous, mdri leeh. Waleed would never do anything to hurt me. He loves me.

I unlocked the apartment door and went in before Waleed. I took a quick look, and everything looked like the way I left it except for Turki's jacket on the couch; the first thought that hit me was he'll get cold. Then I saw his booklets, and I realized that I have to be quick, because he'll most likely come back soon. The last thing I wanted was for him to see me with Waleed. 

Waleed: ha4a his jacket?

Anoud: emhm. 

I started looking for the file. I couldn't find it anywhere in the livingroom, so it must be my room.

Anoud: dgega bro7 ashof b3'orfty w aji. You can sit here.

I walked into the room and left the door open. I bent down the shelf, and started looking. 

Fj2a I heard the door click. I turned around and faced Waleed. I laughed at his attempt to scare me, but the look on his face made me shut up quickly.

Anoud: haha Waleed, 7bebi shfek?

Waleed: 3nouda al7en leeh ma gd glteli enik t7beni?

Anoud: bcuz ma jaa elwgt lsa..

Waleed: 9arlna 4 sh'hor m3 b39' w snten n3rf b39' ma atw83 n7taj akthr mn ki4aa.

He took a step closer, and I tried hard not to show him that I was scared. 

Anoud: asfa, bes ana ma 7betik t7s eni al3b aw shy.

Waleed: 6b 3nouda.

Anoud: hala? 

He was getting closer, and my heartbeat was getting faster.

Waleed: tdren enik jamela?

I would've blushed if he had said it normally, but something about this whole thing wasn't normal.

-PLEASE ANY READER UNDER THE AGE OF 15 SHOULDN'T READ THIS FOR THIS CONTAINS SOME DISTURBING AND OFFENSIVE MATERIAL & VIOLENCE-

Anoud: shokran.

Waleed: tdren esh a7la shy fek?

Anoud: laa wsho?

Another step forward, I have to step back.

Waleed: shfayfik.. Your lips.

Anoud: oh.

Waleed: they're so seductive, and sexy. 

Anoud: t7s ki4a ent?

Waleed: tdren wsh eljnani gbl shwy?

Anoud: esh?

I took another step back and I hit my bookshelf, there is no where else to go. Suddenly my shirt felt too tight on my neck, and sweat was dripping off my forehead. My body went into attack mode, bcuz it was finally understanding that it was about to be raped. I saw it in his eyes. Waleed wasn't normal, he never loved me. He always lusted after me, and now he'll get what he wanted. 

He finally reached me in three long steps, and I let out a small cry. He gripped my wrists strongly, and pain shot up my arms. After he heard me scream, he slapped me hard on my cheek.

Waleed: eskti wla klma yalg*7ba.

I tried biting my lips to keep myself from letting out a cry of pain again. He continued to squeeze my wrists painfully till I was sure bruises were forming.

He pushed me up against the wall with so much force; that my head slammed into the wall. I got a serious headache, and he started to forcefully kiss me. Tears went down my cheeks, and he kept trying to push his tongue down my throat. 

He started ripping my buttons, and my cries got heavier. When I realized that he was too absorbed in ripping off my clothes, I screamed the loudest I could hoping to god someone was close enough to hear me. Waleed looked at me with crazy eyes, and he covered my mouth with his hand. I was digusted. 

D3eet rbi ena yr7mni w yb3d 3ni hlmjnon. D3eet rbi ena y7f9'ni w ystr 3ly. D3eet rbi ena ymwtni gbl la y3't9bni Waleed.

I couldn't stop shaking or crying. I couldn't stop screaming the word 'please' even though I knew it was impossible for anyone to hear me, even Waleed.

I bit his hand, and waited till he let go of me from the pain. I screamed again, and then I closed my eyes. Waiting for the impact of another slap, but it never came. 

The next thing I heard was the door being broken and Turki coming in. I hardly remember anything after seeing Turki punch and kick Waleed continuously. 

After a few minutes I finally realized what happened. If I didn't stop Turki now, he'll kill him. We don't need that and we don't want it. 

Anoud: Turki 5la9 please stop!  Turki! 5laa9! Swet feh kfaya! 

I tried to calm Turki down, but I wasn't helping in the slightest. Whenever he did calm down, he'd take one look at my face and hit him harder.

After a while Waleed was finally unconscious and I managed to cam Turki down. 

I wanted to call the ambulance, but Turki had other thoughts. He dragged a chair, and sat next to Waleed's body. He got a bucket of water and threw it on him. Waleed woke up shocked, and a look of fear and anger mixed within his face.

Turki: esm3ni zeen, you have a minute to leave this building after I finish what I'm saying, and you have 2 days to leave munich. You won't ever come back while we live here, w wallaa en shftik mgrb na7eeti aw na7yat 3noud mrra thanya la a4b7ik bydeni. Wallaa lw mo 5of mn rabi kan ana 4ab7ik al7en. Yallaa, engl3. 

He kicked him one more time, and Waleed ran. 

Once he was out of the building and Turki made sure of that, I had a mental breakdown. I was almost raped. I almost got raped. Rabi str.

Turki: shhh.. 5laa9 ma 9ar shyy! 

When he tried putting his arms around me he was being very careful and I nearly melted. He cared, I could feel it from the way he touched me. I was never disgusted by him. I was never uncomfortable. It always felt right. 

I cried for ages into his chest, and he tried so hard to make me calm down but I couldn't. 

It all finally made sense. I am in love with Turki, and I projected myself to another guy bcuz I wanted to gain Turki's attention. Now, I'm used and abused to a degree that I disgust my own husband. I let jealousy control me, and I made the biggest mistake of my life. The one thought that couldn't leave my mind was:

I am in love with Turki. 

To be continued...
xo

Unexpected: Chapter9

Hello!

Okay listen up new system,!(I'm so cool ana w my systems:$) School is back, which is painfully horrible, so is my hectic life so posting will be on 2 certain days which are friday and tuesday.

SORRY! The chapter was done min ymkn 9? Bes I was in a place with zero reception. Mag6o3a 3n el3alm basically. W wallah b3'et a9e7 l2ni darya enkm btgolon s7bt w mdri wsho w bt39bon</3 asfaa wallaaah :'(

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Previously:
I went out of my room wearing a yellow maxi dress that stuck to my body nicely, it had a slit opening till my knees. I paired it with a denim vest, and I wore brown leather gladiator sandals. I put on my rings, and stacked some bracelets and bangles on my arms. I grabbed my bag, and I was almost out the door when I heard Turki calling my name.

Turki: 3noudi?
Anoud: n3m fe shy?
Turki: laa wla shy..

I walked into the cafe, and ordered my coffee and Waleed's. I was there early so I sat down and nervously played with my fingers. What was I doing? Going out with a guy who isn't my husband and everyone knows I'm married. 

No one has the right to judge me! My own husband goes out with another woman w he brings her to our apartment. 

All my worries and thoughts vanished when I saw Waleed enter the coffee shop and a huge smile was drawn on his face when he saw me. I gave him a shy smile to show him that I was happy to see him too. He sat in front of me, and put his hand's on mine. I wanted to pull mine back 3la 6ol. 

The way his hands on mine felt was wrong. Waleed's hands were rough and his fingers were pudgy (chubby), they weren't like Turki's, but they felt warm on mine. 

Waleed: shfek 7bebti?

It felt weird to be called 7bebti; Turki preferred 'galbi'. I should stop comparing him to Turki! Waleed loves me, and Turki doesn't. I should just understand that. 

Anoud: I'm fine. Bes knt afkr bldwam.. 

We talked for half an hour but I had to leave for work. Waleed 7awl ymsk ydi, bes s7btaha. 

Waleed: hw shfek?

Anoud: umm, wla shy bes a7sn lw ma msktni.. 

Waleed: leeh? 3adi tra 3noud ana btzwjk w bt9eren mrty. 

I nodded but I just told him ena it wasn't the time yet. He took it with an open mind, and just smiled at me but it felt forced. 

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I was going through some case files, and I was getting a headache. I was an intern at a law firm, and we had a huge case we were handling w the lawyer in charge of me assigned me to this case with him. That is a huge thing, bcuz interns never make it on big cases like that. Shakl Mr.Philip likes me. 

Jani 9oda3 mn kthr elreading. I wanted to get up and get some coffee. I looked at my watch and it said 3:40, 20 more minutes and I get to go home. 

I got up after my work was done; Mr.Philip came to my desk. 

Mr.Philip: hello, Anoud.

Anoud: Hi sir.

Mr.Philip: how are you today?

Anoud: I'm fine, thank you. How about you? 

Mr.Philip: I'm great. I wanted to ask you, are you free tonight?

Anoud: ugh, tonight?

Mr.Philip: yes, there's a photography gallery opening gala and I want you to come.

Anoud: oh, that would be such a pleasure.

Mr.Philip: I know how much you like photography, and you can even bring your husband.

Anoud: ermm..

Mr.Philip: oh, I see you're not wearing the wedding band anymore. You can come alone as well. My wife and I will be there. 

I smiled at him and thanked him. I told him I'd come. On the way home I started touching my ring finger; it felt so weird not to wear it. I never knew that Mr.Philip noticed it.

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I came out of the shower, and opened my closet. I needed to pick something to wear, and I needed to look good. I'm going out for Lunch with Reema w the rest of the girls. 

My phone rang and it said Waleed on the caller id. I picked it up 3la 6ol.

Waleed: alo?

Anoud: hi.

Waleed: hi 7bebti, keefik?

Anoud: kwaiysa, ent keefik? W keef kan eldwam?

Waleed: 9ra7a professor's elPhD 3'thetheen akthr mn elmasters.

Yeah, Waleed already took his masters.

Anoud: allaah y3enik wallah.

I heard a woman laugh and talk. What the h*ll?

Anoud: shaklik msh3'ol?

Waleed: laa2 7bebti ana ga3d fe gahwa m3 9a7bi Fadi w zojta w bes knt bt6mn 3lek. 

Anoud: ahaa.

Waleed: haa wsh btsawen elyom? 

Anoud: b6l3 m3 9a7baty w b3den brou7 a photography gala.

Waleed: I'm invited too! Ashofik ajl? 

Anoud: ee, enshallah. 

Waleed: so ween btro7on tt3'don?

Anoud: bnro7 an italian place fe 4ak elshari3 eli wra eljam3a.

Waleed: ajl bjek henak. 

Anoud: laa waleed wshlon! Bekon m3y 9a7baty la t7rejni m3hum. 

Waleed: wsh d5lni fehm? Ana jay ashof 7bebti. 

I laughed shyly and blushed. He was so sweet. After a few minutes we hung up, and I went back to looking for clothes. 

I wore a pair of skinny coral pants, that go along perfectly with my sleeveless light washed denim shirt. I slipped on my brown Hermés slippers. I looked at my jewelry drawer, and saw my wedding ring. Albs'h wla ma albs'h? I decided not to and  grabbed my phone and sunglasses, then I took my cross-body bag and I was ready to go!

I went out of the apartment, and took my keys from the front table. Before I opened the door to leave; Turki came in. I almost bumped into him, he looked at me but kept quiet. I was holding up my left hand with my phone in it, and it showed eni ma knt labs'h. He stared at my ring finger, and looked at it confused. 

I brushed past him to leave, and when my bare arm touched his arm goosebumps covered my body. I went out the apartment and let out a huge sigh. This is so hard.

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I entered the apartment laughing so hard at whatever Waleed was telling me on the phone. 

The apartment was dark and suffocated a bit which means Turki left a while ago. I made myself some tea, and then washed my body. I was careful not to wash my hair, and then I carefully made a retro look with my now short hair. 

I chose a long black evening dress that had a knot in the back, almost backless, and had two openings just above the waist. Sure it was a bit revealing; however, It made me look taller, and it hugged my curves perfectly. 

I contoured my cheeks then coated my lashes several times with mascara and lastly I applied a dark red lipstick to look bolder.

I wore my Bvlgari Serpenti watch 5alti Noura gave me as a wedding gift, and my flower shaped earrings. Again, I looked at my wedding ring; I decided to wear it tonight. I didn't want Mr.Philip&his wife to think that I have a bad marriage. 

I chose a pair of silver metallic Jimmy Choo pumps, and grabbed the Chanel Lego-Block clutch, sprayed myself with No.5, and made sure I had everything with me. I carefully locked the apartment door, and went into the taxi. 

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I went into the gala, and I automatically looked down. Then the little voice in my head started talking 'leh mst7ya? You look gorgeous, and everyone is looking at you. Be confident.'

I looked up and flashed them my million dollar smile. I walked gracefully until I finally saw a few familiar faces. I talked to them for a while, and they complimented me about the way I looked. 

I was happy about myself, and the way I looked. I saw Mr.Philip and his wife. 

Mr.Philip: oh hello Anoud! You came. If I may say dear, you look stunning.

Anoud: thank you so much, sir. 

Mr.Philip: this is my wife, Clara.

Anoud: hello, it's a pleasure to meet you.

Clara: the pleasure is all mine. I've heard all good things about you, and I must say Philip didn't do you any justice. 

Anoud: how so?

My blush wouldn't leave my face.

Clara: you're just much more gorgeous than he said. 

Anoud: awh thank you. 

Mr.Philip looked at my left hand, and smiled.

Mr.Philip: no more trouble in paradise?

Anoud: haha! No sir, I just forgot it on the sink this morning.

Mr.Philip: where is he then?

Anoud: he had to work. 

I kept talking to them, and then I got carried away with talking to different photographers. Photography was my passion, and Law was the love of my life. 

Fj2a w ana atklm m3 some photographers, a warm hand touched my waist from the opening. A familiar voice whispered:

'Enta bashar 3'eer 3ady feek eljamal el3ajeb. Allah mkbr 3'lak! Ynb9' b7obak fo2ady! Men yshbhk ya mlak?'

I smiled and blushed, and turned to face Waleed. 

Anoud: you're so sweet.

I felt uncomfortable with his hand on my waist, so I gently pushed it away. He gave me a hurt look, and I felt my heart breaking a bit. It just doesn't feel right to have a man touch me. 

Anoud: asfa bes ent 3aref ena ma y9er. 

Waleed: Turki ymskek? 

He looked angry, and I thought about lying, but I didn't want my relationship with him to be based on lies.

Anoud: laa, bes lma nkon 3nd ahla.

Waleed: aha.

Anoud: tbeni at6lg? Tlg6t! 

Waleed: soon, 7bebti, soon.

The gala was beautiful, and I was having the time of my life. Waleed never left my side and I loved every minute of it. I was laughing at something someone was saying, and my eyes fell on a face I knew very well.

Turki's.

He had his arm on the same gorgeous blonde's back. My heart felt like it was being continuously stabbed. I felt tears clouding my vision, and then I apologized to the people I was talking to. I left quickly and ignored Waleed's screaming behind me.

When I was outside in the wet streets of Munich it hit me, I was as bad as Turki.

So why did I feel so much pain at seeing him with that blonde?

To be continued...

xo

Unexpected: Chapter8

Thank you R for ur help with writing this chapter.

Also, I didn't appreciate some people's comments about the chapter written by my friend. I would like to clarify I am the one to decide what events are to be written. So, if any chapter is not interesting it's my fault bcuz I'm the one who decides what's to be written.

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Previously:

He was pissed, I can tell. But why? Because I cut my hair? As if he cared y3nii. My eyes were gleaming with tears. And just when I was about to say something he cut me off. 

Turki: 6yb laish ma glteely 3la al a8l?? Uhh.. uhh mo ga9di ena shain bes.. kan glteely enik btg9eena mo..

I started crying. I cried because he hated it, and I cried because he had the decency to judge me about cutting my hair while he had a woman in our apartment. 

I ran to my room and closed the door with force.

I got so mad at Turki; I mean who does he think he is? What's in it for him? As if he cares a9ln. I laid down on my bed; my tears were blurring my vision. God, why can't I stop crying?

I heard a soft knock on the door.

Turki:  3noud, eft7i elbab! Please..

Yeah, as if I'd answer you.

Another knock.

Turki: 3noudii, asef 3la my reaction. I know I was so stupid, bes en9dmt! E34ereny, ana asef 3noudi.

His voice is so soft and sad; I was almost caving to his requests, but the image of him smiling to that blonde kept repeating itself in my head.

He knocks for the third time.

Turki: 6b bes rdi 3ly?

Your apology is not needed nor wanted. God, why is him being with that blonde hurting me so much?

Fourth knock. I don't think I can bear another minute of his sad tone.

Turki: ana f3'orfty e4a b3'ety shy, t9b7en 3la 5eer!

Thank god, I was almost going to cave if he had insisted another time. I heard the sound of his footsteps fading. I couldn't stop thinking about Waleed, for some reason seeing Turki with this blonde reminded me of what a lie this marriage and life is. I slapped my forehead so many times for rejecting Waleed, now that it hit me how much I miss him. I couldn't take it anymore, I dm-ed him on twitter.

(I made up those usernames, fa they're fake.)

@Anoud_AA:
Hi?

I didn't even have to wait a full minute for him to reply.

@WaleedFK:
Hala :o!

Am I sure about this? Yes, yes! I have to be. It's the the only reason I even agreed to marrying Turki.

@Anoud_AA:
I need to talk to you, and it's too serious for DMs. So would u call or whatsapp me?

@WaleedFK:
Sure, send me ur number.

He replies so fast, and it helps bcuz I don't have to worry so much.

@Anoud_AA:
+49***********

I took a few deep breaths, and waited for his call. He rang, and I stared at his number for a few seconds. I should answer. I took another deep breath, and answered.

Waleed: alo?
Anoud: hala..

My voice was low, and soft. My heart was going into overdrive.

Waleed: ahlan w sahlan!

His deep voice traveled to my very core. God, I missed his voice so much.

Waleed: urmm.. 3nouda, tw83tik krhteni w glti enik mtzwja? What changed ur mind?
Anoud: Waleed.. I.. I.. Ana lazm agolik shy. Esm3ni zain, 6yb?

I have to tell him everything, I had no idea from where should I start. My tone was serious and it was obvious that the subject was important.

Waleed: goolely?

His tone was soft and caring, my heart instantly melted. What is this guy doing to me?

Anoud: shoof Waleed ana...

I told him everything about my marriage to Turki. I said it all in one breath, and I was almost panicking bcuz I thought that he'd reject me.

Waleed: 3nouda..

He said in the same heart-melting tone.

Anoud: hala?

I was blushing.

Waleed: 7bbty adry enik m39ba 3la ely sweta bes tra I loved you from day one and I never stopped. I said those things before bcuz I wanted a reaction from you. Adry eny lw ajls a3te4r min elyom lbokraa momkin lsa ma tsam7eni. Ana mst3d aswy klshy bes allah y3afek sam7eni!

He said everything I wanted him to say. Now I know that this marriage wasn't the worst choice of my life after all. Waleed, was everything I hoped and more.

Anoud: Waleed, ana msam7tk.
Waleed: 9dg?
Anoud: ee.
Waleed: I love you, wallaa I love you!

I laughed a shy small laugh. Gosh, why wasn't I married to Waleed?

Anoud: 6b Waleed esh bnswy? Ana lsa mtzwja Turki..
Waleed: shofy 7bebty lw t6lgti al7en byshkon elnas fa t7mleh shwy w b3den awl ma tet6lgen w t5l9 3detik ana b56bk.

I felt like I was souring on cloud9. He loved me! Me! I couldn't believe my eyes; it was really happening. I didn't realize that I didn't answer until he talked.

Waleed: haa galbe shglti?
Anoud: ee waleed, ee! I'd love to. You're the reason I faked the whole marriage a9ln. I never loved Turki; just you. It's always been you, and it always will be.

Something in me felt off when saying that. Like I was lying or something, I shrugged off the feeling and just focused on the high he gave me. He will marry me! I just have to wait till the right time. I can't wait.

Waleed: y3ny mwafga 7bbty?
Anoud: mwafga!

My smile was so huge it could've split my face into half.

Waleed: my wife to be ajl..
Anoud: hehe..

I was blushing so bad.

Waleed: w7shni ely yst7i..

I laughed another shy laugh.

Waleed: 6b galbe, bokra 3ndik jam3a?
Anoud: laa 3indy work.
Waleed: which firm?
Anoud: X & X & co.
Waleed: greeb mn elcampus.
Anoud: ee mrra!
Waleed: agdr ashofik?

I blushed at his question, can he? I mean it wouldn't be so bad. I do miss his face.

Anoud: ok, bes ween?
Waleed: fe this starbucks 3la elzawya gbl elfirm bshwy. Ma yjonh 3rb abd, so don't worry. Ashofik henak?
Anoud: 5laa9 6yb. Dwami ybda at 8 though, would u be awake before?
Waleed: a97a 3shanik..
Anoud: aww ure so cute. 9ayr romancy..
Waleed: a7d 3nda kl hlzeen wla y9eer romancy?

We talked a little bit more till I had to close the phone to get some sleep.

~

The next morning I woke up super early, even before the alarm. Weird, maybe bcuz I was so excited to see Waleed? I took a shower, and made sure my natural waves were in place. It felt so weird to have short hair.

I looked through my new wardrobe and decided since it's a sunny and bright day I want to wear something happy.

I went out of my room wearing a yellow maxi dress that stuck to my body nicely, it had a slit opening till my knees. I paired it with a denim vest, and I wore brown leather gladiator sandals. I put on my rings, and stacked some bracelets and bangles on my arms. I grabbed my bag, and I was almost out the door when I heard Turki calling my name.

Turki: 3noudi?
Anoud: n3m fe shy?
Turki: laa wla shy..

To be continued...
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Unexpected: Chapter7

A very special thank you to my friend who wrote this chapter<3

You guys will love it as much I did and more, she's amazing! 

Oh, and for the kuwaitis please excuse any mistakes :$!

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Reema came over, so she and I could go for a little shopping spree together. 

I was wearing this sleeveless ankle-length white dress. I wore my navy blue cardigan, grabbed my cross-body bag and slipped on my espadrilles then went out with Reema.

Before going out of the apartment Reema saw a picture of Turki on his graduation day.

Reema: mno ha4a?
Anoud: Turki.. hoo errm zojy.
Reema:  ha4a raylich? Eshawg mashallaa..
Anoud:  thank you! 

I blushed, and something very similiar to jealousy flared in me. What on earth am I jealous for?

Reema: allaah y5leekm lb39' enshallah.
Anoud: ameen, shokraan.

You had no clue ya Reema.

~

We went to Maximilian-strasse, and started the wonderful journey of shopping. Reema was really nice and a had a fabulous sense of style. We decided to go in a huge department store, then made our way up directly to the clothing floor. 

And while we were looking around Reema picked up a little black dress from Givenchy and demanded that I try it. I was hesitant, It's not that I don't like the dress, it's just not my style. This dress was more of an edgy look, and my style isn't like that at all. 

I'm more of a laid-back girl who loves to wear loose clothing and baggy clothes.

I went into the fitting room to try on the dress Reema picked. I wore it, and when I opened the door I saw Reema waiting anxiously. “Aaah! Etshawgeeen! You have to buy it!! If you don't I will!!” She said jumping up down. 

I looked at myself in the mirror, it didn't look bad at all. Actually, it looked good.. It fit my my body and it hugged my curves perfectly. I kind of felt a bit more confident wearing it. “Okay” I said with a nod.


I payed for the dress and a few other things I liked. Then We decided to leave. We were walking towards Cartier, when I bumped into the last person I thought I'd see that day,




Waleed.


Waleed. Yes waleed. This is just UGH. I can't describe how I'm feeling right now, mixed emotions maybe? Crazy thoughts were roaming around my mind. I couldn't think straight. W 6b3n tn7t b wajha.

He stared at me, without even a single blink.

All that happened in a millisecond.

I heard myself whisper “ohmygod” tears were filling my eyes, but I had to hold myself together in front of him and not show him that I was weak, so I smiled my million dollar smile, at least that's what Maha calls it.

My god, I missed Maha so much :(

Focus Anoud, FOCUS! Waleed is right in front of you, staring.

“3noud?!?!” He said, as if he's not believing his own eyes. “Ahlan Waleed” I smiled.

“Esh jabk Munich?” He asked. 

Seriously?! That's what you're asking me about. -.- I stared at him, it was almost like I was glaring at him.

“Uhh..Um, can we talk? I mean in private?” He said while looking at Reema.

“Oh, I'll leave you too alone, I need to buy my sister her birthday gift!” She said then went into Cartier.

“N3m waleed?” I said with my brow raised. I was pissed that I saw him today. I mean, this whole marriage thing with Turki was because of him, so basically, I have a right to be annoyed and pissed.

“kaifek?” He asked. “Kwaisa al7mdillah” I replied. “Zaman 3nik” he smiled widely. “5l9nee waleed shtbee?” I said with annoyance. 

“3anoud, I love you. I always had and I'll always will.” He seemed so sincere, but no. “Take my number and let's go out sometime” he took out a piece of paper, scribbled something on it and handed it to me.

I didn't take it. “I'm sorry waleed, but I'm a married woman now. I can't go out with you.” I proudly said that and walked away, he was stunned. 7setnii mrra ksh5a.

All I was filled with was rage and anger. Why didn't he tell me he loved me before I married Turki? I went in Cartier and called Reema asking her where she was.

She bought whatever she wanted and I was looking at the "Love" collection, for some reason I've always wanted the "Love" bracelet but didn't buy it, because I wanted my true love to get it for me as a symbol of his love. 

That thought brought me to tears.

“3noud, shfeech?” Reema asked with concern. “Mafeeni shay let's just leave” I faked a smile and continued walking. After a while of shopping; I had a whole new wardrobe. Everything I bought today was colourful and showed off my body nicely. I was pretty tired.

Anoud: Rayoumm, allah y3afek aby ag3d! 
Reema: yallaa hina fe cafe greeb nro7 nag3d feh.
Anoud: ok! I'm so hungry yallaa!!

When we finally found and decent cafe and started eating.

Reema: so 3noud how come you never told us about that hottie husband of urs? And who on earth was hottie number 2?
Anoud: well, it's a long story..
Reema: and I have all the time in the world!

I started telling her my whole story; I  just couldn't bear it anymore. I was so tired of carrying this burden alone the whole time. Two years were long enough for me to suffer on my own.


“3noud, ever thought about getting a haircut? Y3ni a new look t'3yreen shaklich shwaya” She asked, I'm guessing she realized that I was heartbroken. 

“La wallah, I never had the guts to do it.” I said sipping on my hot Starbucks drink.

“3yal yallah, let's go!!” She jumped with excitement. “Laa Reema a5aaf” I whined. “Hey yolo” she smirked. “You're seriously bringing up yolo into this?” I asked.

“Life is about taking risks, and you miss goodytooshoes need to take a risk.” She said. She had a point. “Fine” I squeezed my eyes shut to the thought that I had short hair.

~

We went inside the salon, and Reema asked about a woman named Jolanda (Yolanda). I went in and sat on the uncomfortable stool, waiting for this Jolanda woman to show up.


She came and asked me about what I want to do with it, at first I said that I want it cut its edges only.

Reema didn't like the idea and had second thoughts, she suggested shortening it untiltil it was a pixie cut. (Boy haircut) I obviously said no, so we stuck on only having it shortened till under my ears bshwy.

I looked at my reflection staring back at me in the mirror.

I gasped.

My beautiful long caramel hair is now gone. My pretty waves are gone. 

I looked different.

Reema: “ohmygod...-You look absolutely AMAZING” she screamed.

Yolanda: “this is very pretty look on you” she said with her thick German accent.

I smiled, I did look different, but I liked it.

~

Reema dropped me at my building, and I gave the bellboy the bags. I was walking to the entrance slowly bcuz I was so tired from all the shopping we did today, and my encounter with Waleed. 

Someone's face caught my attention; it was Turki. He was waving bye to a gorgeous blond before she got into a sleek BMW, and he had a huge smile on his face. I felt like my heart was being stabbed endlessly, and then I walked quickly to our apartment before he could see me.

I went into my room as fast as possible; ignoring the pain in my chest. I immediately thought about the black dress, I took it out from its plastic case and wore it. I stood in front of my full length mirror that was next to the living room.

I stared at myself for a moment, a few hours ago, I was Anoud the laid back girl with long hair, and now; I looked totally the opposite. I had more confidence in myself.

He saw me, and his face was confused, and his mouth was shaped like an "o". I can tell that he's shocked.

Turki: “3noud?” I turned around and smiled a shy smile. “Hi” was all I said.
Turki: “w-w-wain sh3rik?!” Still looking confused. 
Me: “G9aita!” I fake smiled still feeling the pain.

Turki's face getting a bit red, which well okay scared me. And I  automatically took a step back.

Turki: “laish ya 3noud??” - “sh3rik marra 7luu!! Laish g9aaiteeh??” 

He was pissed, I can tell. But why? Because I cut my hair? As if he cared y3nii. My eyes were gleaming with tears. And just when I was about to say something he cut me off.

Turki: “6yb laish ma glteely 3la al a8l?? Uhh- uhh mo ga9di ena shain bs.. Bs kan glteely enik btg9eena mu..-”

I started crying. I cried because he hated, and I cried because he had the decency to judge me about cutting my hair while he had a woman in our  apartment. 

I ran to my room, and closed the door with force. 

To be continued...
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Unexpected: Chapter6

DON'T SKIP THIS!! 

I missed u guys so much</3 The past 2 weeks have been so hectic for me bl9'ab6 I couldn't sit still for half an hour. I had a lot of things going on in my life, so sorry for not posting regularly w I had midterms kman! (YUCK! Free at last now though :D!) I've been a horrible blogger, friend, sister, daughter, and everything this past month. Enshallaaah b9l7 all my crap. Then to top it off I had a serious case of writer's block, y3. 

P.S:
I'm sorry for my outburst on ask that day bes walla I was having a pretty sh*tty day w adri eno that's no excuse bes el7a8 yo8al some people were so not helpful or supportive.

I wanted to post this chapter as a surprise for you guys, but life (more like 2 year olds) got in the way.

Enjoy x

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"That was the last of it." I told Turki to reassure him. We had just packed all the bags, and made sure we had everything we needed.

Turki: jahza?
Anoud: ee, mita bn6l3 elm6ar?
Turki: b3d sa3h 7beby.
Anoud: 'kay.

I got used to him calling me names; I always thought that because we acted to so much he just forgets sometimes. I secretly have to admit that I like it; in a way it makes me feel better about myself bcuz I sometimes need to feel like this isn't a loveless marriage.


~

We arrived at the airport, and we went through security and the check in and everything. Now we're just waiting for them to call us to board. I had 2 sleeping pills to force myself to sleep on the plane even though it isn't a very long flight, but as Turki put it I need as much as sleep as I can get bcuz I'm an 'emotional wreck' which I'm so not. Naturally, I'm exhausted right now and I keep dozing off.

I wouldn't have minded as much if I didn't put my head on your shoulder every time, even though you never showed that it bothered you or anything.

"Flight L7236 to Munich, start boarding."

We went in the plane and I immediately slept ignoring the fact that I was freezing, but he never forgot. He made me wear his jacket, and covered me with a blanket. If I weren't so tired and sleepy I would've reacted, but he made me feel so warm and safe.

I woke up 4 hours later feeling like I'm in the safest place in the world, and I didn't know how since we were in a plane and I had a phobia from them. I said the anxiety pills were the reason, but deep down I knew it was because of him.

~

We finally arrived to our apartment. Since it was 5 AM the weather was chilly so I pulled Turki's jacket closer to me. B3d ma 76ena klshy inside and we sorted everything out, Turki showed me around our new home.

It felt weird to be sharing an apartment with a man, but he wasn't a stranger. He was technically my husband.

Turki: ok so ha4i ur room, w ha4eek mine w that's just an extra bedroom. We have a maid that comes every day for 4-5 hours. She can do laundry twice a week lw tben? I used to do it myself bes ymkin enti..
Anoud: esbo3 3ly w esbo3 3aleha?
Turki: sounds good. Also, you can ask her to get the groceries lw tben aw malik 5ilg. Ngdr nro7 n6l3 sim cards w njeb akel al7en if ure hungry?

I smiled at him, he looked so nervous msken.

Anoud: it's 5 AM I think it's better lw we slept a bit awl.
Turki: yeah ure right, urm 3noudii?
Anoud: sm?
Turki: sm allah 3dwk, would you.. urm.. fe this place..
Anoud: ewa?
Turki: it's a mexican restaurant.. I'm sure you'll love it..
Anoud: the point Turki?
Turki: wdik n6l3 nt3'ada wla nt3sha feh elyom?
Anoud: sure!

I smiled at him, and he smiled back. Awl marra he really smiles at me like min glb, I think my heart just skipped a few beats. What on earth is wrong with me?

~

We walked to this small warm looking restaurant, and I had been very quiet. I would turn and find Turki staring at me sometimes and I would just blush.

Turki: Mrs.Marquez how are you?
Mrs.Marquez: How many times I tell you call me Gabriel!
Turki: ok ok Gabriel.
Gabriel: I'm great, been waiting for you to come back. Camilla misses you so much!

I felt a little jealous at the mention of a girl, she was most probably mexican and gorgeous with a stunning body. Why on earth am I thinking like this?

Turki: I missed her so much more! I'm back for a while now, we could go on with our lessons.
Gabriel: yeess! We need to work on your spanish, I'm pretty sure you lost it.
Turki: I kind of forgot a bit, but Camilla will help!

I couldn't get any more jealous, and to top it off I was being ignored.

Gabriel: I'm sorry I was so rude dear! I forget myself around this handsome boy. Well Turki, who is this very beautiful and gorgeous girl?

I blushed at her words, and looked down at my feet. My long brown hair falling on my face and hiding me from the world.

Anoud: hii..
Turki: this is 3noud.
Gabriel: this is Anoud?

I saw her eyes becoming wide, and her smile becoming so huge it could split her face in half.

Anoud: yess?

I was confused, does she know me?

Gabriel: you're so much more prettier than I heard!

I turned around and gave Turki a look.

Anoud: tklmt 3ni?
Turki: mrrah wla mrteen..
Anoud: awww!

He stuck his tongue out at me and I laughed.


The rest of the night was fun; we talked all night and I've never felt so free around Turki. I met Camilla and turns out she's a 13 year old girl who has no intention whatsoever to do anything with Turki, and I was relieved. To my horror I think I'm starting to like Turki.

~

It's been 2 months since we've been in Germany. Life has fell into a boring routine for me, and a busy one for Turki. I barely saw him and he was never home.

So I decided since it was a Saturday, and I was very lonely that he might want to have breakfast with me? Kind of like our first day in Germany. I cooked everything he likes. I probably went over the top, but hopefully he's hungry?

I put down the last plate of pancakes on the dining table, just as he went into the kitchen.

Turki: allaaah esh ha4a kla? 3azma nas?
Anoud: laa bes glt mnzman ma jlsna m3 b39' w ma shftik so why not have breakfast?

Turki made a face like he was in pain.

Turki: asif 3noudii! Wallaa marra asif bes elyom el3yal msawen mobarat w I said I would join them, so I have to leave now. Bye!

He went out of the apartment faster than I could say bye back to him. I was so frustrated I cried; I had been so lonely for the past 2 months. I never went out except to get groceries or to go to uni or to work. I didn't have a life at all, unlike Turki. He was out all the time, and just when I thought I could get him to pay me some attention this happens. Well, I won't let him bother me! If he doesn't care about me then  I sure as hell don't care about him!

I cleaned up the kitchen, and sat on the couch thinking what to do. I called my Kuwaiti friend Reema; she was always telling me let's go out and I was always too shy to say yes. Today I called her and we planned a full day outing, and it would be perfect. She wasn't Maha, but she was close enough.


To be continued...
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