After a long wait, here's chapter 6!
A lot of you have been asking to decide on a day to post weekly, I wish that would work. It won't, I'm too busy these days for anything. I'm trying to post as much as possible, so please be supportive and understanding.
Enjoy!
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Previously:
She gave me a light kiss on the forehead, and just before heading out my phone let out a loud Ding! which signals a new bbm. She bent before I could and got it for me. And before I could stop her she took a glance at my phone.
Mom: Basma! Meen 3bdul3ziz?
Uh-oh.
Basma: haa? Esh 3ziz?
A lot of you have been asking to decide on a day to post weekly, I wish that would work. It won't, I'm too busy these days for anything. I'm trying to post as much as possible, so please be supportive and understanding.
Enjoy!
-
Previously:
She gave me a light kiss on the forehead, and just before heading out my phone let out a loud Ding! which signals a new bbm. She bent before I could and got it for me. And before I could stop her she took a glance at my phone.
Mom: Basma! Meen 3bdul3ziz?
Uh-oh.
Basma: haa? Esh 3ziz?
I was so nervous it showed on my face. Ya weeeliii.
Mom: 3ziz b3d!
I scratched my head, how on earth was I going to convince my mother? Mafi ela eni agolha el9dg.
Basma: hmmm. Shofi mama. Fe wa7d esma 3aziz.
My mother gave me a blunt are you stupid look.
Mom: adri. A3rf agra.
Basma: heheh. Hwa ena hmm hwa o5o 3lia.
My mother was still giving me that look.
Basma: 9arlna shahr w shway n7aki b39' bes kitha as friends I guess I talk to him w he helps me w ysm3li w I think I'm starting to fall for him bes mdri a5af ena ystbzrni yarabi mama mabek tz3len mni wla a9e7 mn 3enk bes ana al7en b9er thai thnwi w I'm not a kid walla afhm kwys w b9eeee7.
I talked so fast and I was on the verge of spilling my tears. And I looked up to see my mother's blank face, hoping I would get some reaction.
Mom: I know.
Basma: esh?
My mother shook her head, and gave me a tiny smile.
Mom: I knew enik t7akena.
My eyes shot open.
Basma: how?
Mom: it doesn't need a rocket scientist ya mama. I can see it on your face, keef tbtsmen lma tshofen jwalik, keef t6l3een ttmsheen at weird times of the night. Awl km marra kint asm3k t7akena.. w Mra mn elmrat 7awlt amshi wrak kman.
My eyes opened wider. What?!
Mom: awl shy z3lt w 39bt bes now I realized ena you have to make some mistakes. 6b3n this doesn't mean I support you, at all. And yes I would rather you stop this before you get hurt. Bes ma agdr asawi shy, the process started. Bes entbhi, ok?
I nodded w my eyes were still wide open. Wow.
Basma: mama!
Mom: hala?
Basma: thank you.
Mom: ana omik w ma abelk ela kl 5eer, and I just worry about you getting hurt.
Basma: mama!
Mom: hala?
Basma: thank you.
Mom: ana omik w ma abelk ela kl 5eer, and I just worry about you getting hurt.
I gave my mom a smile as she left the room. And my phone let out a ding. My heart did a stupid lub-dub-lub-dub so fast I lost track of how many I had.
Abdulaziz♑:
Fa9'ya?
Bee❊:
Depends :p
Abdulaziz♑:
Eksh5 ya msh3'ola enty!:p
Bee❊:
Laaa bes 9dg 9dg wallaaa, esh 3ndek?
Abdulaziz♑:
I want to talk to you. Ymdek t6l3en?
Bee❊:
3ziz! I have a flight!
Abdulaziz♑:
It's just for half an hour, promise! W bgelkm 5-6 sa3at 3shan t6l3on llm6ar.
Bee❊:
I'll try sneaking in w bgolek e4a mdani a6l3.
Abdulaziz♑:
See you in 5, at the lobby.
Bee❊:
Thi8atek t4b7ni Mr.Abdulaziz :p
Abdulaziz♑:
What can I say, I'm hot and I know it. And I see ena you're growing to like the face? :p
Bee❊:
I'm not!! Bes you annoy me.
I smiled at our conversation, and locked my phone. Then started pulling a shirt over my head. I tiptoed to the door, and opened it quietly. I managed to get out without making a lot of noise. I clicked on the elevator button, and waited. God, this guy makes me to the craziest stuff.
I hope to god, I don't regret doing those things. While walking, I could only think about one thing. I think I'm in love with him! But how can I do that when the last thing I ever cared about was love?
The elevator dinged, and its doors opened. I looked up, and I knew exactly how I fell in love with him.
I gave him a shy tiny smile, and automatically blushed when he returned it. I became a prisoner of his eyes, looks, and gazes. Minutes passed by, and I could feel myself falling deeper in love with him with each second I felt lost in his eyes.
Abdulaziz: a3rf leh ahlek smok Basma.
My eyebrows shot up, where was he going with this?
Basma: leeh?
Abdulaziz: because, somehow they knew ena you'd have the most beautiful and infectious smile anyone has probably seen.
If I thought my blushing was bad before, it became much worse after what he said. In that moment, where I knew for sure that I was completely in love with the rugged, adventure loving, carefree guy; I prayed to god that my heart doesn't get broken by him. I knew I would never recover from it.
Basma: all joking aside, leeh nadeetni?
He gave me his half-one-dimpled smile, and looked at me from the corner of his eyes.
Abdulaziz: 5lena nmshi w bgolik, ok?
I nodded my head, a walk would be good. The minute we stepped out of the hotel my bare arms were hit by the harsh wind and goose-bumps appeared all over them.
Abdulaziz: brdana?
I was embarrassed to admit it, how stupid could I be? Going out in the middle of the night in Paris without a jacket?
Basma: 3adi, I'll be fine.
Aziz shook his head, and started unzipping his jacket. Before I could protest, he had it wrapped around my shoulders.
Abdulaziz: la tna8sheni, we don't need you getting sick. B3den omek t4b7ne!
I laughed, how ironic of him to mention my mother. I pulled the jacket tighter around me, and then I realised how useless that is! I should just wear it properly, and I did. I also took a deep breath when I wore it, have I ever mentioned how much I love his smell?
Abdulaziz: Basma... Ana gltlek tjen hina 3shan kan fe ashya2 I wanted to clear with you.
I made a gesture with my hand that showed him that he should go on.
Abdulaziz: I'm not an innocent guy. I don't want to lie to you, and tell you enek elbnt elwa7eda ely gd klmt'ha bcuz you're not.
I felt a sharp pain go through my heart, so much for him loving me, huh?
Abdulaziz: gd 7bet, w they weren't exactly great experiences. Somehow they ended badly, I thought it was me. W e4a tbeni akon 9are7 m3ak at first I gave up on ever falling in love again.
There it is again, the sharp pain right through my heart.
Abdulaziz: bes 9ar shy l3b b7sbty. Klshy kent m56e6la, en7as. Shy fe 7yaty ma kent mtw83 y9eer!
Will you start talking and say what the hell it is before I go crazy! You insensitive boy.
Abdulaziz: t3rft 3la w7da.
The sharp pain turned into a pointed-freshly-sharpened-knife's blow straight through my heart, only this time it was like I was being stabbed again, and again, and again.
Abdulaziz: w she's everything I never imagined eni momkin I like about a girl. Bes someway, some how I fell in love with her.
I couldn't stop the tears that flowed form eyes and down my cheeks freely. I barely could hold in my cries. Here I was, taking a stupid chance and what happens? I get heartbroken before I even have the time to confess! Just. My. Luck.
Before I could wipe away the incriminating tears, my head was lifted up by two steady long fingers which I knew very well.
Abdulaziz: I knew you would react this way. Ya 3'biya, ma sm3te my confession until the end!
Basma: 3ziz, what is there more to hear? Please, just save me from further embarrassment and let me go!
Abdulaziz: LAA! Walla ma tt7rken mn hina until you hear everything I have to say.
I sighed, and made a noise that sounded like an ok.
Abdulaziz: Basma, you're her.
Basma: esh? I'm who?
Abdulaziz: enti elbnt ely l3bt b7sbti w 7steeni.
My eyes were as wide as saucers, what?!
Abdulaziz: wsho mo m9dga?
Basma: ee mo m9dga..
Abdulaziz: well like it or not, I'm in love with you, Basma.
I went red from the top of my head till the tips of my toes. Who would've thought?
Abdulaziz: mafy shy tben tgolenli iyah?
Basma: nop!
Abdulaziz: wla klma 7ta?
Basma: nop.
I tried hard to tame my smile so I wouldn't look like an idiot, but who cares! Suddenly his fingers left my chin, and instead his hands wrapped around my face. Oh no, this is ba-ad.
Before I could react, his thumbs caressed my cheeks to wipe away my tears.
Abdulaziz: meen yshbhk ya mlak? Glbe shwy w y6er min elwnasa, tdren leeh?
Basma: leeh?
I didn't even recognise my own voice, it was barely a whisper. It's because he's not putting any distance between us, and that affects my thinking. I could feel his breath on my face, and that isn't helping.
Abdulaziz: because your heart is mine now.
xo
I hope to god, I don't regret doing those things. While walking, I could only think about one thing. I think I'm in love with him! But how can I do that when the last thing I ever cared about was love?
The elevator dinged, and its doors opened. I looked up, and I knew exactly how I fell in love with him.
I gave him a shy tiny smile, and automatically blushed when he returned it. I became a prisoner of his eyes, looks, and gazes. Minutes passed by, and I could feel myself falling deeper in love with him with each second I felt lost in his eyes.
Abdulaziz: a3rf leh ahlek smok Basma.
My eyebrows shot up, where was he going with this?
Basma: leeh?
Abdulaziz: because, somehow they knew ena you'd have the most beautiful and infectious smile anyone has probably seen.
If I thought my blushing was bad before, it became much worse after what he said. In that moment, where I knew for sure that I was completely in love with the rugged, adventure loving, carefree guy; I prayed to god that my heart doesn't get broken by him. I knew I would never recover from it.
Basma: all joking aside, leeh nadeetni?
He gave me his half-one-dimpled smile, and looked at me from the corner of his eyes.
Abdulaziz: 5lena nmshi w bgolik, ok?
I nodded my head, a walk would be good. The minute we stepped out of the hotel my bare arms were hit by the harsh wind and goose-bumps appeared all over them.
Abdulaziz: brdana?
I was embarrassed to admit it, how stupid could I be? Going out in the middle of the night in Paris without a jacket?
Basma: 3adi, I'll be fine.
Aziz shook his head, and started unzipping his jacket. Before I could protest, he had it wrapped around my shoulders.
Abdulaziz: la tna8sheni, we don't need you getting sick. B3den omek t4b7ne!
I laughed, how ironic of him to mention my mother. I pulled the jacket tighter around me, and then I realised how useless that is! I should just wear it properly, and I did. I also took a deep breath when I wore it, have I ever mentioned how much I love his smell?
Abdulaziz: Basma... Ana gltlek tjen hina 3shan kan fe ashya2 I wanted to clear with you.
I made a gesture with my hand that showed him that he should go on.
Abdulaziz: I'm not an innocent guy. I don't want to lie to you, and tell you enek elbnt elwa7eda ely gd klmt'ha bcuz you're not.
I felt a sharp pain go through my heart, so much for him loving me, huh?
Abdulaziz: gd 7bet, w they weren't exactly great experiences. Somehow they ended badly, I thought it was me. W e4a tbeni akon 9are7 m3ak at first I gave up on ever falling in love again.
There it is again, the sharp pain right through my heart.
Abdulaziz: bes 9ar shy l3b b7sbty. Klshy kent m56e6la, en7as. Shy fe 7yaty ma kent mtw83 y9eer!
Will you start talking and say what the hell it is before I go crazy! You insensitive boy.
Abdulaziz: t3rft 3la w7da.
The sharp pain turned into a pointed-freshly-sharpened-knife's blow straight through my heart, only this time it was like I was being stabbed again, and again, and again.
Abdulaziz: w she's everything I never imagined eni momkin I like about a girl. Bes someway, some how I fell in love with her.
I couldn't stop the tears that flowed form eyes and down my cheeks freely. I barely could hold in my cries. Here I was, taking a stupid chance and what happens? I get heartbroken before I even have the time to confess! Just. My. Luck.
Before I could wipe away the incriminating tears, my head was lifted up by two steady long fingers which I knew very well.
Abdulaziz: I knew you would react this way. Ya 3'biya, ma sm3te my confession until the end!
Basma: 3ziz, what is there more to hear? Please, just save me from further embarrassment and let me go!
Abdulaziz: LAA! Walla ma tt7rken mn hina until you hear everything I have to say.
I sighed, and made a noise that sounded like an ok.
Abdulaziz: Basma, you're her.
Basma: esh? I'm who?
Abdulaziz: enti elbnt ely l3bt b7sbti w 7steeni.
My eyes were as wide as saucers, what?!
Abdulaziz: wsho mo m9dga?
Basma: ee mo m9dga..
Abdulaziz: well like it or not, I'm in love with you, Basma.
I went red from the top of my head till the tips of my toes. Who would've thought?
Abdulaziz: mafy shy tben tgolenli iyah?
Basma: nop!
Abdulaziz: wla klma 7ta?
Basma: nop.
I tried hard to tame my smile so I wouldn't look like an idiot, but who cares! Suddenly his fingers left my chin, and instead his hands wrapped around my face. Oh no, this is ba-ad.
Before I could react, his thumbs caressed my cheeks to wipe away my tears.
Abdulaziz: meen yshbhk ya mlak? Glbe shwy w y6er min elwnasa, tdren leeh?
Basma: leeh?
I didn't even recognise my own voice, it was barely a whisper. It's because he's not putting any distance between us, and that affects my thinking. I could feel his breath on my face, and that isn't helping.
Abdulaziz: because your heart is mine now.
xo
