tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69951246343325023822024-03-13T04:11:25.899+03:00Me, Myself, & IIt's love.lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.comBlogger88125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-20113361743613934042009-07-21T12:16:00.004+03:002009-07-21T12:32:01.642+03:00Razeen (2)<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Previously on Razeen…<br /><br />Dareen: god help me!<br /></strong><br />******************************<br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Dareen: show me his picture... bas I don’t want any 9admaat!<br /><br />Lulu: ee ok, here it is...<br /><br />Dareen: madrii, 6weel w th3eef w 5ashma kbeer w 3youna r too small hmm…<br /><br />Lulu: maynoona? Iyanin!!<br /><br />Dareen: hmm, ADREEEE he's perfect!!!! Show me ba3ad pics!!<br /><br />Lulu: eb hathy m8ater, w eb hathy I think in sharm, w hathi I'm guessing bel gym w hathy bel sayara …<br /><br />Dareen: stop! Go back!!<br /><br />Lulu: ay 9oora tabeen?<br /><br />Dareen: the one with the black shirt on<br /><br />Lulu: hathee?<br /><br />Dareen: ee<br /><br />Lulu: laish?<br /><br />Dareen: he's gorgeous!<br /><br />Lulu: shelfarg bain hal 9oora w el bajii?<br /><br />Dareen: he isn’t thin, jesma 7elw! W his eyes, feehum shai<br /><br />Lulu: madri ashouf hal 9oora methel el bajii<br /></span><br /></span><span style="color:#99ff99;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffcccc;">Dareen stayed quiet looking at the picture of her "perfect man" he looks like a good guy, a guy that would fill her with love and passion, a guy that would be her man, her everything.</span><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Dareen: shenu el pass? W shenu el email?<br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffcccc;">Lulu wrote the information down on a paper and left to go home after dinner.<br /><br />As soon as Lulu left, Dareen went to her room opened the laptop and went on msn…<br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#99ff99;"><strong>Uff waina?! Laish mu dash? Hehe Lulu mu 7a6a ela ohwa eb hal email? Hal bnaya maynoona!!<br /></strong></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffff00;">DING: Barak is online.<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#99ff99;"><strong>*</strong></span><strong><span style="color:#99ff99;">3omra e6weel!*</strong> </span><br /></span><span style="color:#99ff99;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffff00;">Barak: halaw<br />Sara: hey<br />Barak: how are you?<br />Sara: fine you?<br />Barak: I'm not ok!<br />Sara: laish shfeek?<br />Barak: you promised me something!<br />Sara: shenu?<br />Barak: shda3wa ma tathkireen!<br />Sara: 9ij shenu ;s?</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#99ff99;">*what did lulu promise him?!*<br /></span></strong><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffff00;">Barak: yalla 3ad, 3an el dala3!<br />Sara: Barak shfeek! What did I promise? I forgot : (<br />Barak: you promised to open your cam for me<br />Sara: na3am? Sh8a9dik? 3aib 3alaik!<br />Barak: no no I just want to see shaklich!! 8a9de shareef wallah<br />Sara: ok ill put a pic on instead..<br />Barak: ok hehe:P<br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"><strong>*min wain ayeebla pic al7een? Google!! Kah this one is good!!*<br /></strong></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffff00;">Sara changed her profile picture.<br />Barak: mu wath7a, aby '3airha<br />Sara: ma 3indi '3airha;(<br />Barak: yala 3aad<br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#99ff99;">*ok wa7da shagra hehe this looks like the first one..*<br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">Sara changed her profile picture.<br />Barak: hathi intai? Chathabaaa!!;p<br />Sara: lool laish?<br />Barak: la2ana ams 7a6aitai wa7da sha3arha aswad w elyoum wa7da shagra shlooon?<br />Sara: 9eba'3t sha3rii!!;p<br />Barak: yala 3aad ill open then you open ok?<br />Sara: yea<br />Barak: promise?<br />Sara: hehe yea<br />Barak opened web cam<br />Barak: haa shlone?<br />Sara: hehe you look nice<br />Barak: your turn<br />Sara: hehe ok only for 5 seconds!!<br />Barak: maashi 5 seconds<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#33ff33;"><strong><span style="color:#99ff99;">*shlone a7e6 cam! I never did this before! A5aaf he is a player:S ok kah my glasses, and kah el pillow 3ashan a8a6ee shakli w la y3arefny!!*</span></strong><br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">Sara: ok yala sawee accept;p!<br />Sara opened web cam<br />Sara: 1<br />Sara: 2<br />Barak: noooooooo<br />Sara: 3<br />Barak: Sara!<br />Sara: 4<br />Sara: 5<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ffff00;">Web cam closed.<br /><br />Sara: shfeek?<br />Barak: its not fair ba6lee 3adil!<br />Sara: la bas kafee!<br />Barak: please<br /></span><br /></span><span style="color:#33ff33;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#99ff99;">*hehe ga3d ysawee 7arakaat bel cam shlone ma aba6el malii? *</span></strong><br /></span></span><span style="color:#ffff00;"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Sara: hmm…Fine!</span></span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-42115637773988536652009-07-20T13:49:00.002+03:002009-07-20T15:05:59.845+03:00Razeen (1)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP5KjCRvnNA6un5bTLFJiY73YEP7DQ7oD_kGPLYlvWxBf1cDYTbEpKARbMRrRsfpEBf9KJXCZg47v4HVlkv6r2s6o2iSehlm5wwXs9uPseh5UJWHmA6L_JVHX5Hq76Tz_q5qPblOLBhWk/s1600-h/alrazeen.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360493559525409474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 376px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP5KjCRvnNA6un5bTLFJiY73YEP7DQ7oD_kGPLYlvWxBf1cDYTbEpKARbMRrRsfpEBf9KJXCZg47v4HVlkv6r2s6o2iSehlm5wwXs9uPseh5UJWHmA6L_JVHX5Hq76Tz_q5qPblOLBhWk/s400/alrazeen.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Lulu: Kalmeeh 7elw!!<br /><br />Dareen: la no way!<br /><br />Lulu: laish?<br /><br />Dareen: cause I don’t know him! I'm not gunna randomly talk to a guy on face book!!<br /><br />Lulu: well, I don’t wanna talk to him, I have someone, and shoufeeh he is hot, I already started talking to him..<br /><br />Dareen: iyour imbad3a! hehe how did you talk?<br /><br />Lulu: messages on facebook… and I thought it was going to be fun, but I can't anymore, I have someone… and he wants to add me on face book now, so talk to him, for fun hehe<br /><br />Dareen: I don’t even know how he looks like! No 7aram!<br /><br />Lulu: ok I'm opening the face book messages, read then then I'll show you his picture ok ?<br /><br />Dareen: fine hehe<br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;"><strong>FACEBOOK:<br /></strong></span></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>February 28 at 4:03pm<br />mno?<br /><br /><br />Sara<br />February 28 at 4:04pm<br />mu3jaba<br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>February 28 at 4:06pm<br />hmm?<br /><br /><br />Sara<br />February 28 at 4:08pm<br />ok listen,ive seen you alot and im interested.<br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>February 28 at 5:52pm<br />sorry bas i dont know u ;S o shno metwa83a eny ared 3alaich?<br /><br />Sara<br />March 1 at 10:02am<br />im sorry:$<br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>March 1 at 1:34pm<br />np ;p<br /><br />Sara<br />March 1 at 3:10pm<br />So can we be friends??<br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>March 1 at 5:37pm<br />ok np ;p<br /><br />Sara<br />March 8 at 8:14pm<br />aw thanks;*so how are u?<br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>March 8 at 9:37pm<br />good how about ur self?;p<br /><br />Sara<br />March 9 at 10:51pm<br />fine:)<br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>March 10 at 4:47am<br />doom enshallah hows school?;p<br /><br /><br />Sara<br />March 10 at 12:35pm<br />malal, u?<br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>March 10 at 2:29pm<br />dawam men el 8 lama 6 el ma'3arb malal werhaa8 :Pp u in ack?<br /><br />Sara<br />March 10 at 7:08pm<br />allah y3eenek!! how about i get to know you better then ill tell :P<br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>March 10 at 11:41pm<br />Lol haha ok bas u gayla uv seen me alo may I ask wain?;p<br /><br /><br />Sara<br />March 11 at 5:15pm<br />ee u may:Pive seen u once in chocolate bar il bidi3 and twice in avenues<br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>March 11 at 11:54pm<br />Lol ola ana marOo7 el avenues w chocolate bar wayed bel sennah marah esh3arefach eb my name ba9edech :p<br /><br />Sara<br />March 12 at 12:24am<br />ow;/ yemkin wrong person ana asfa<br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>March 12 at 6:36pm<br />maybe who knows ;p meta hal 7achy ely eb chocolate bar?<br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>March 12 at 6:37pm<br />raye7 lately ;p btw u ay sem eb ack?:p<br /><br />Sara<br />March 12 at 6:51pm<br />around,,, 2 weeks ago... madriii a5aaf tkoun wrong person:Shoney im not in ack i just put that in, i study in dubai<br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>March 12 at 9:01pm<br />lol ok ;p bass ga3ed at2akad men ma3lomaty ;p hehe bass how ur not sure o u saw my pics bel FB account ;p anyway yemken ana o yemken la2 ;p entay o she6artech ;p u'll know ;p<br /><br />Loading...<br />Sara<br />March 13 at 12:23am<br />haha well if u the guy or not doesnt matter anymore, cause sha6arti tgouli inik cuter than the guy and isloobik 3ajebny whether ur him or not:)<br /><br />Sara<br />March 13 at 12:23am<br />ur*<br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>March 13 at 1:32am<br />Hehhehe merci ;p a7ragteny 9ara7a :p so entay 3ajbech el wath3 ena kelyoom 2 msgs bel fb ?<br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>March 13 at 1:33am<br />;p<br /><br /><br />Sara<br />March 13 at 8:27am<br />haha what do u mean?9ara7a maby i ask u for more a5af ur busy, i dont want to thagel;$u 3ajbik?<br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>March 13 at 2:59pm<br />Lol no kel esboo3 en5ale9 salfa may9eer cheenah wayed e6wala ;p want me 2 add u bel msn?(A)<br /><br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1470161376" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Sara </strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>March 13 at 11:57pm<br />ahahaha sure, whats your email?<br /><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=779507644" target="_blank"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Baraak</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">March 13 at 11:58pm<br />Baraak_**hotmail.com</span><br /><br /><br /></strong>Lulu: shrayech?<br /><br />Dareen: laish you have a facebook account I don’t know about? W laish ib Dubai haha<br /><br />Lulu: bas for fun!<br /><br />Dareen: and what do you expect me to do?<br /><br />Lulu: I started to talk to him on msn lately, so how about you continue..<br /><br />Dareen: madri, I feel bad, eny akalem '3air 9ager<br /><br />Lulu: noo la tkalmeeny just as friends and enjoy his company, w ba3dain you and 9ager barely kalamtaw ba3ath, bas msn, w maraaaaaat messages, w mara phone ib 3eed meeladich, w you never saw ela weya el group do bas, forget him!!<br /><br />Dareen: hmm, madri we'll c…<br /><br />Lulu: there are more lies hehe<br /><br />Dareen: what? (Shocked)<br /><br />Lulu: ee he thinks baba is dead hehe<br /><br />Dareen: laish tfawleen ya 7mara hehe!<br /><br />Lulu: it's not true!<br /><br />Dareen: god help me!</span></div>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-32419465336053244852009-07-20T13:21:00.001+03:002009-07-20T13:21:48.577+03:00Hurt 4<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Previously on Hurt...<br />I ran out of starbucks and left him there just staring at me leave, I needed to breathe, I neededspace.<br /></strong>********************************************</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />I waited all this time for him, my sweetheart, my baby… do I want to be his? I'm his second? I'm standby? No. I won't be. I can't be. I deserve better!!<br /><br />I needed time to think, to escape! I took the first flight back to Kuwait.<br /><br />I arrived at 3am, the driver only knew I was coming and I told him not to tell mama, I saw the driver he came to take my bags into the car.<br /><br />Driver: ahhh Tammy!! Mama not know you come?<br /><br />Tammy: hiiii!! No don’t tell her! I want to surprise her!<br /><br />Driver: ok wait here I will bring the car<br /><br />Tammy: ok, I'm going to get something to drink and come.<br /><br />I went into starbucks and ordered orange juice. Went back to the car which was parked in front of the door, I rode in the back seat, listened to my iPod and closed my eyes.<br /><br />Driver: Tammy!<br /><br />Tammy: huh?<br /><br />Driver: we are here!<br /><br />I looked at my watch and it was 3: 30am, I called my nannies cell and she opened the door, she knew it was a surprise too. We had our hugs and kisses and I headed to my room. I took off my trainers and took a shower, wore my pajamas and slept like a baby. I was home! I left my phones switched off, I needed time alone.<br /><br />The next day<br />Mama's yammering outside my door woke me up, but I stayed in bed acting asleep.<br />Mama: Jema (my nanny) why did you forget to clean here? And here? And here? What have you been doing all day? Did you clean the children's rooms?<br /><br />Jema: hehehe yes madam hehe<br /><br />Mama: why are you laughing? Am I joking with you? Why didn’t you clean today?<br /><br />Jema: I did hehehehehehehe<br /><br />Mama: ohhhhhhhhhhhhh JEMA!<br /><br />Then I heard her footsteps walk away, and I fell asleep, moments later.<br /><br />Mama: you cleaned her room?<br /><br />Jema: madam no no very dirty don’t go inside I will clean today hehehe<br /><br />Mama: ok move<br /><br />Jema: no madam, you want tea? (blocking her from opening Tammy's closed door)<br /><br />Mama: ok I want tea<br /><br />Jema: ok (she walked away stupidly thinking mama gave up)<br /><br />Mama opened the door and found nothing, the bed was set, and everything… she went in giving her back to the bathroom.<br /><br />Mama: why didn’t you clean the bed! It's all messed up! Clean it all today! (she seemed disappointed, she thought she was going to be surprised by me..)<br /><br />They left the room and mama's footsteps lead to down stairs. I looked at the time and it was 2:10 pm, mama, Jenan and baba eat at 2:30pm<br />I rushed and washed up wore something nice (jeans and a white vintage top) and watched mama sit in her place calling out for everyone to eat. Baba came and sat at the head of the table, mama on the side next to him and Jenan in front of mama. I usually sat beside mama or Jenan. Jenan saw me in the kitchen we said our hellos quietly, she started crying, and I told her not to go in till I did. So I came in casually kissed mama on the cheek and baba's head and sat next to mama. They thought I was Jenan not really looking at my face.<br /><br />Baba: ha Jenan shlone senior year?<br /><br />Tammy: ma adre babatii<br /><br />Jenan came in.<br />Jenan: ha mama shenu el '3ada?<br /><br />As soon as she came in they both looked up at me.<br /><br />Mama: BINTIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br /><br />She stood up started crying and I went and hugged her.<br /><br />Baba: hahaha wallah ya Tamara inich mu hayna hahaha<br /><br />I hugged baba and he had a tear in his eye. I love them so much! So we sat ate, mama was OVER excited! We decided to go out as girls, me mama and Jenan. Then baba would come for dinner after work.<br /><br />I wish I could stay and not go back..<br /><br /> </span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-1631242006839696532009-07-20T12:31:00.002+03:002009-07-20T12:35:11.686+03:00New?<strong>Hey ;** I'm sorry I haven't been posting but I'm not feeling the story lately, I don't feel like continuing it cause I have a better story in mind, so how about I write the new story, and when I feel comfortable with the second one I'll continue it? What do all my readers think? :$<br /></strong>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-37850997597856236652009-07-16T16:41:00.002+03:002009-07-16T16:42:35.306+03:00Stuck?hey everyone I am so sorry but I am stuck, give me a couple of days and I will be back;*lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-55221922654596982102009-07-12T14:56:00.003+03:002009-07-12T14:58:57.814+03:00Hurt 3<span style="font-size:130%;">Previously on Hurt...<br /><br />We ate dinner and I excused myself earlier than usual, and went to my apartment, which was still in front of theirs. And silently cried myself to sleep. I cried for me, for what I have become, I cried for the empty bed I was sleeping in all alone, I cried for the several times dist 3ala nafse for a guy. I cried for me<br /><br />**********************************************************************************<br /><br />I woke up with my phone ringing "Te2a5artai - rashed al majed"<br /><br />Tammy: aloo *sleepy voice*<br /><br />Mama: 9aba7 el 5air mama!<br /><br />Tammy: 9aba7 el nour mama<br /><br />Mama: mita et3a6leen 7abeebty, 3irs fa6ma bint 5altich garab<br /><br />Tammy: inshalla mama, i might come earlier than planned<br /><br />Mama: inshalla mama, ma3a el salama<br /><br />Tammy: bye<br /><br />I missed my mom! I really wanted to see her soon, and with everything happening around me, I<br />want to be there as soon as possible!!<br /><br />As soon as I closed the phone it rang again<br /><br />Tammy: hmm?<br /><br />3abdullah: Tamara. (serious voice)<br /><br />Tammy: whats wrong? (he never called me that unless there was something wrong)<br /><br />3abdullah: meet me at starbucks in 10 minutes its important<br /><br />Tammy: alright<br /><br />I closed the phone, rushed to wash my face, I wore my trainers, ponytailed my hair and got to<br /><br />starbucks in 13 minutes. He was there, sitting on the couch with two drinks infront of him, mine<br />and his, since he knew what I always ordered. He looked sad, like he needed someone to hold<br />him, like he missed me, like he felt my pain.<br /><br />As soon as he saw me he waved his hands and gestured me to go over to him. We said our hellos,<br />then I sat and drank a couple of sips from my latte.<br /><br />Tammy: 3abood shfeek, you seem so sad!<br /><br />3abdullah: I don’t know how to say this<br />T: how to say what?<br /><br /><br />3: that im not in love with her and never will be<br /><br />I looked at him with tears in my eyes, what was he trying to say??<br /><br />T: na3am?<br /><br />3: I cant love 7essa, I don’t love her.<br /><br />T: then who do you love<br /><br />he looked up into my eyes<br /><br />3: i love you<br /><br />T: huh?<br /><br />3: i still love you, i love everything about you!<br /><br />T: stop! stop! this wont work! (i broke down)<br /><br />3: why wont it work, baby don’t cry, we can make this work. (he held my arm)<br /><br />T: she is carrying your baby... (i eventually blurted)<br /><br />3: its not meant to be this way, its our baby, Tammy ana ma agdar ag3ad weyaha she is life less!<br />The look you had broke my heart last night, and when you left i knew you were going home to<br />cry your heart out, but i was stuck with her, i wanted you to be in my arms so i could calm you down but I couldn’t.<br /><br />T: then why did you?! why did you go to her? why did you marry her? why did you put us<br />through this? why did you become her’s? (i managed to say this in one breath)<br /><br />3: i had to! Im their only son! my father was sick, and he demanded that, I didn’t want to risk my fathers health, or wishes! you don’t know what its like to be me! but i was you now im choosing you!<br /><br />it was killing me! what was i suppose to do? am i suppose to agree with him? but what about<br />7essa? she loves him! its not her fault. i looked at him with a blank face, what should i do i<br />thought...<br /><br /><br /><br />T: adre 7abebe but what should we do now? What’s done is done. Ana rada el Kuwait in a week,<br />then im coming back in January for the next course.<br /><br />3: don’t let me go,,(he held my hands in his)<br /><br />T: I have no choice, you have a wife and shell make you feel better I promise you that.<br /><br />3: don’t say that (tears of hurt and confusion and rage filled his eyes) STOP! YOU CANT LEAVE<br />ME! I NEED YOU! YOU CANT LET ME GO! I HAVE NOTHING WITHOUT YOU! STOP THIS!<br />GOD LOU 7ASA FEENY AL7EEN! BABY PLEASE…DON’T LEMME GO I NEED….<br /><br />T: I love you<br /><br />I knew these 3 words would calm him down in a matter of seconds… he came close to me and<br />hugged me real tight<br /><br />3: I don’t know what to do without you, I have been living for you not her, and she knows that,<br />(he moved away and looked at me while I was looking down) ana baye at8adamlich in a matter<br />of months<br /><br />I looked at him shocked with what he was saying!<br /><br />T: and 7essa?<br /><br />3: we are having a divorce<br /><br />T: WHAT?<br /><br />3: we both want that baby, there is no love between us! She is in love with her cousin and im in<br />love with you<br /><br />T: and the baby?<br /><br />3: her cousin talked to me and they are getting married after the baby is born, and well get<br />married in a couple of months, and the baby will be brought up with both us and them, we<br />decided to be close friends, and well hang out all the time, the four of us, and from what I have<br />known her cousin is amazing, and he is open minded, we wanted to tell you yesterday but you<br />left early and 7essa didn’t want to confuse you, so we decided that I would tell you w lama 7asait<br />ina you were backing of madri sh9ar feeny, ma kentia ma36yatny fur9a ashra7lich!<br /><br />T: la7tha!<br /><br />3: shenu?<br /><br />T: ya3ni im yours?<br /><br />3: yea<br /><br />T: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I screamed and jumped into his arms I could<br />believe what I was hearing!<br /><br />3: you’re my bride!!!<br /><br /><br /><br />i ran out of starbuck and left him there just staring at me leave, i needed to breathe, i needed<br />space.</span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-69493676958284257382009-07-07T15:24:00.000+03:002009-07-07T15:25:07.852+03:00Hurt 2<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Sorry for the short post;*<br /><br />Previously on Hurt...<br />We spent the last 2 weeks together then he left to Kuwait, and brought back his bride 2 weeks after…<br /></strong><br /> ********************************************************<br />2 years passed<br /><br />3abdullah, 7essa (his wife), and I shared each day together. 7essa was open minded; I let her in to my life as she let me into her life. She knew about me and 3abdullah's past. When he fist told her about me all she said was, "we can all be friends right?" at that moment he fell in love with her, her open mind, her bubbly personality, her fun spirit.<br />She gave us our space. But shockingly the more space she gave us the less we felt towards each other and the more I was happy for them. She was beautiful, with her long black hair and her dark skin and light eyes. She was tall with a curvy body which she knew how to style. 7essa and I grew so close to each other! We hung out alone all the time, we went shopping, we had our girl bonds together. Every time she had problems with 3abdullah I helped her get through them, and talked to 3abdullah for her.<br /><br />February 3rd<br /><br />Incoming call<br /><br />7essa: 7ayatiii!!<br /><br />Me: hey sweety! How are you?<br /><br />7essa: fine! Come over tonight! For dinner<br /><br />Me: hehe ok at what time?<br /><br />7essa: 7<br /><br />Me: I'll be there<br /><br />I was there with jeans and a simple white top, I didn’t like over dressing if Abdullah was there so no memories came back. We were all happy this way.<br /><br />3abdullah opened the door welcoming me in with a big hug and we went into their living room. Sat on the couch. He had this spark in his eye, an unusual spark.<br /><br />Tammy: 3abood what's wrong?<br /><br />3abdullah: I want 7essa to tell you!!<br /><br />Tammy: wainha?<br /><br />3abdullah: 7ESSSAA!!! (he called out)<br /><br />7essa: kani kani, baby wait.<br /><br />Tammy: 7esso yalla!!<br /><br />7essa: hehe kani kani.<br /><br />7essa went and sat on 3abdullah's lap.<br /><br />Tammy: so spill you two!<br /><br />7essa: this is a present for you<br /><br />7essa handed me a little box. I opened it to find a baby shoe.<br /><br />3abdullah: turn the shoe! (They both giggled)<br /><br />I turned the shoe wela katbeenlii:<br /><br />To aunty Tammy, mommy is two months pregnant with me, and if I'm a girl my name is going to be Tammy too, please love me, congratulations xoxo<br /><br />I looked up to find them both smiling, my heart ached, I know that we supposedly moved on, but I always wondered what if we ended up together, what if?<br /><br />I hugged them both tearing from hurt!<br /><br />3abdulla: shfeeech ya m3awda laish tabcheen?!<br /><br />7essa: enta shtabe! They are tears of joy!<br /><br />Tammy: yea hehe (I can't breathe!) <br /><br />We ate dinner and I excused myself earlier than usual, and went to my apartment, which was still in front of theirs. And silently cried myself to sleep. I cried for me, for what I have become, I cried for the empty bed I was sleeping in all alone, I cried for the several times dist 3ala nafse for a guy. I cried for me.</span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-26507191941703434972009-07-06T10:47:00.002+03:002009-07-06T10:48:17.953+03:00Hurt 1<span style="font-size:130%;">Ok so I decided to write a new story, it isn’t true though… just bare with me cause I need to take care of my family and I promise ill try posting every now and then!! I hope you enjoy it;*<br />**********************************************************************<br /><br />Hi everyone my name is Tamara. You can call me Tammy… I'm sure you all heard about me… well if you didn’t then let me tell you a bit about me. I'm your typical Kuwaiti girl, the one you always see dressed up in the latest fashion, I always have makeup on, I'm brunette, tall, tanned, and I have sharp features. My body is well curved, I work out regularly. It seems that I have everything, do I really?<br /><br /><br />I have been in several serious relationships. Well, two to be specific. The first one was with this guy called Ahmed. He was the ultimate bad boy but he was still my everything! We had a great time together for 3 years straight!! We met in London on my first year of university, and our apartments were somewhat close to each other. The most fun a girl could have was with him, but he played around a lot too!! I caught him five times with other girls. He came running back every time claiming I was the "one". But the way I caught him with the fifth, I just gave up on him!!<br /><br />*Flash back*<br /><br />Tammy: 7abeeby you promised me ina you stopped! This is the fourth time I have caught you with a girl!<br /><br />Ahmed: baby! Tammy! This is me sweety! (making me fall for his charm as usual) I'm sorry beautiful.<br /><br />T: yea whatever!<br /><br />A: I swear ya 3omri! Ok you want me to make it up to you?<br /><br />I eyed him, waiting for him to present his "making it up"<br /><br />A: tomorrow at 8pm! Not earlier! Well meet at my place and I'll have a big surprise for you.<br /><br />T: mashy ya ahmad! Ana mashya tabe shai?<br /><br />A: amoot 3al 3a9abia, I love it when you speak Arabic<br /><br />T: ok lemme go I wanna leave<br /><br />I was struggling to move out of his big grip, he pulled me and sat me onto his lap.<br /><br />T: stoooop!! *giggling*<br /><br />A: so you like it when I tickle you huh? *laughing at my giggles*<br /><br />T: baby stop I have to go home (he let me go). Bye (I kissed his lips and left)<br /><br />I got home took a bath, I got out of the shower, saw his few missed calls but I didn’t reply indicating that I'm still not fine with catching him with yet ANOTHER girl. I changed into my lacy underwear and moisturized my body up and when to sleep. What a nice sleep I have not knowing what was facing me the day after.<br /><br />I woke up at 12pm! I went to the beauty parlor fixed my nails and colored them with a dark shade or red to match up with my tanned color, waxed my body, styled my hair into big curls, so the lighter streaks shined to the outer side. Just the way he likes it.<br /><br />I got home and it was 6pm, what harm was it if I went a little early right? So I wore a mini black dress, with my back revealed, I accessorized in silver and wore my red heels. My make up was simple as usual, the fine eyeliner line with a brush of blush and red lipstick.<br /><br /> I was ready to take off, I made sure everything was closed, all the windows, the stove, the door. I knew I was sleeping over at his place tonight. I got to the elevator wore my coat, and pressed -1 while looking at myself in the mirror and fixing anything extra that needed fixing. I took out my phone<br /><br />Compose message: I know it's still 6:30 ;( but I'm on the way baby;*<br /><br />I stared at my phone for a couple of minutes? Should I send it? Hmm no! I want to surprise him; I smiled at my thought and to his reaction. I deleted the message.<br /><br />The elevator opened, and I lifted my head to find the perfect angel! He had broad shoulders, his brown hair, his tanned skin, and his hazel eyes. He smiled to me as I smiled back and got out of the elevator. I turned back to look at him one more time but the elevator was already heading up…<br /><br />It took me exactly 3 minutes to get to Ahmed's apartment, I knew where the key was hidden so I let myself in. the house was filled with lighted up candles. I heard giggling, a girls giggling!<br /><br />I went into his room smashing the door to the wall!<br /><br />Tammy: this is you making it up to me?!<br /><br />Ahmed: it's not what you think!<br /><br />Tammy: it's not what I think?! You're both in bed together! NAKED!<br /><br />The girl: what's her problem?!<br /><br />Ahmed: shut up! (He shoved her off of him)<br /><br />I had a lot to say that day, but I didn’t want to, cause if I did he was going to find his way back into my heart someway, so I just left. I spent days and days crying until I met Abdullah…<br /><br /><br /><br />Obviously the second was Abdullah. He was the perfect man, he loved me more than life itself, we had adventures together, we did everything together, and we practically lived together. This is the story behind us…<br /><br />*Flash back Abdullah's side*<br /><br />I hate moving apartments! But I guess this one is going to be bigger and closer to the university! I was waiting for the elevator to open up so I can go up and finally relax after a long day of finishing up my apartment. I had coffee in my hand and I looked so tiered. The elevator opened and I found the hottest girl yet! She was gorgeous; I couldn’t help but smile to her. She was probably not interested and had somewhere to be so I just took the elevator up to the third floor thinking of her till I fell asleep.<br /><br />I woke up half an hour later to hear someone crying outside my door, hurtful cries. I rushed to my door and opened it, but there was no one. It was the apartment in front of me. Someone just got in and locked the door. So I went up to their door and knocked the door.<br /><br />A girl: Ahmed! Shtabe bas ana malait!!<br /><br />Abdullah: Ana mu Ahmad ba6lai el bab! Please just open the door!<br /><br />The girl finally opened the door. She was in a short black dress and she was crying her eyes out. She was Kuwaiti!! Oh shit! I'm in my training pants, topless! Before I could turn and leave she closed the door. I got her coat and put it on her to cover her up.<br /><br />A: shfeech yuba la tabcheen, tara el denya ma teswa<br /><br />She just smiled, that innocent smile.<br /><br />T: I know I don’t know you, bas your Kuwaiti 9a7?<br /><br />A: yea..<br /><br />T: can you hang around here till I change and come back, I need company.<br /><br />A: whatever you need…<br /><br />I went and sat on the couch watching TV and barely opening my eyes when ten minutes later she came out dressed in well covered trainers.<br /><br />She explained what happened to me and I enjoyed listening to her. At 12am we called it a night and I left to my apartment. There is something different in that girl, what could it be?<br /><br />*Tammy's Flash back of their breakup*<br /><br />2 years later<br /><br />We were sitting in starbucks. I was wearing a casual dress and he was wearing jeans, a black polo, and a sweater. It was so cold this time of year.<br /><br />He looked at me with hurt, confusion, tears in his eyes.<br />Tammy: baby shfeek?<br /><br />Abdullah: my parents…<br /><br />Tammy: shfeehum?<br /><br />Abdullah:….<br /><br />T: baby what's wrong? (I stroke his arm)<br /><br />Abdullah: umi e56ebatly wa7da, and they are forcing me to marry her<br /><br />I looked at him questioning whether this was a joke?! When I realized it was not I burst into tears.<br /><br />T: I don’t care! Talk to them! You're not going to marry her! Your mine baby please (crying)<br /><br />A: I know baby, I know. Don’t cry. Baby their decision is made.<br /><br />T: what about me? What about us?<br /><br />A: I know baby I'm dying here.<br /><br />He held my hand and we both drained ourselves.<br /><br />T: I have to let you go?<br /><br />A: no baby!<br /><br />T: then?<br /><br />A: I'll do whatever you want!<br /><br />T: be here for me, whenever I need you, be my friend be mine even when you're with her, think of me.<br /><br />A: and just like we always agreed, if anything happens, I'm going to call my daughter with your name. And baby if things aren’t working out with me and her, I'm going to divorce her and marry you alright baby?<br /><br />T: yea baby (crying). Bas shlone banam belail bedounik? Menu benayemny?!<br /><br />A: akeed ana! Kil laila bakalmich w banaymich, la t7ateen!<br /><br />T: what about her<br /><br />A: bafahemha kilshai, w etha ma fhemat kaifha!<br /><br />T: hehe ok (smiled within my cries)<br /><br />A: and if you find someone<br /><br />T: agoolik 3ala 6ool!<br /><br />A: hathy bnayte!<br /><br />We spent the last 2 weeks together then he left to Kuwait, and brought back his bride 2 weeks after…<br /><br /> **************************************************************<br />Please give me your opinion;*</span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-1315104531654243282009-07-06T09:42:00.001+03:002009-07-06T09:44:19.153+03:00Im baq:)Hey everyone! I'm back with a new story! This story is fully dedicated to Micky;* I love all my readers and bloggers!! I hope you like it;** Btw I need to know something, do you all want bad parts or do you want the story to be fully clean with no bad parts? its your call;*lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-86367696050827646342009-06-13T11:35:00.004+03:002009-06-13T11:40:48.740+03:00Part 53 *The wedding* *The end*<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikXJR3n1rao-nfHzaBd39ZRCqEhX7OlAS0QmQswN6GkimQMoqjGlOeiXk4C5CN5cbVjSvXPrxAf9lijq3MIpCcmRvIoytl1jwnDnODG34wRFJrp7SolFnAkcEyceevP4bjIOo5uhNN6dQ/s1600-h/wow.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346728841446710306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikXJR3n1rao-nfHzaBd39ZRCqEhX7OlAS0QmQswN6GkimQMoqjGlOeiXk4C5CN5cbVjSvXPrxAf9lijq3MIpCcmRvIoytl1jwnDnODG34wRFJrp7SolFnAkcEyceevP4bjIOo5uhNN6dQ/s400/wow.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: 9aba7 el 5air<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">He kissed me on the lips gently<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: hi *sleepy voice*<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: el naas ygouloon hi? *laughing*<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: no ygooloon cha m el sa3a *smile*<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: el sa3a 10<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">I jumped out of bed into the bathroom washed up then rushed into the bedroom to dress up and </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid was following me the whole time calming me down<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: OUR WEDDING IS TODAY! I have to leave!<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: calm down 7abeebty wain betroo7een now?<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: el bait<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: 3ayal yaay weyaach<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">He dressed up and washed up even before I was done dressing up, then came and hugged me </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">from the back slowly<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: feeling better?<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: I'm still sore *I looked down in embarrassment*<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: its ok baby, ill make you feel better tonight, on the plane<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: plane?<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: our honeymoon, SURPRISE!<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: baby no no no! aren’t we suppose to travel after your job gives you a holiday<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: well I pulled some strings and we are jetting off tonight<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: what about me, ma jahazt stuff<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: baby that’s not necessary, abeech tshareen 3ala kaifich there, abeech you get ely bnafsich, so elyoum ensafer ib 4 bags fatheen, w nrid in a month w ohma matrooseen<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">I smiled at the man infront of me, my dream is coming true, I love him<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: ok then, bas may I know wain menroo7?<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: no, each destination is a surprise<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: your killing me!<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: baby shh just enjoy it *kissed my cheek*<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: ok can you at least tell me what time the flight is and for how long, since our wedding IS </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">tonight!<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: it's at 3am, and we are leaving for a month<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: our parents…<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: stop worrying and let me worry for you, today is our day<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid and I made out for a while then he drove my car home, the garden looked like heaven, they made it look beautiful! Our wedding was going to be there by the way, but I ran around </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">fixing some stuff and changing others.<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">At 12 the massage women arrived and I went up to my room to get my massage while Khalid </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">hung around my father and Faisal.<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Two hours later I left my room exhausted, when 2 women came in and started fixing the </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">unfixable nails I had.<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Then my mom's schedule said I had to have my beauty sleep until six, which I did after Khalid came in and said goodbye so he can go get ready himself.<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">I woke up at 6 by Abdulmajeed singing 3omri ma fakart feeeek oo la 6arah fel baal 7obak, lain </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">galbi gal abeeek oo galat e3yooni a7ebak.<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: aloo *sleepy*<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: goomai madaamty!!<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: bnaam<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: sim3aay (I KNOW YOU WANT MAAAI U KNOW I WANT YAH )<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: Khalid!! Ga9er shh banaam<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: el sa3a 8 mita betgoomeen?<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: chathaaaaaaaaaaaab! *I woke up staring at the watch trying to think properly* akrehek<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: hahahaha yala yal daloo3a goomai<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: ok ok bye!<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: ok ya rou7y bye<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: bye *nafsia*<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">I got up, washed up and called my mom to come in check on me and bring in the saloon people. The makeup lady took an hour just doing her thing, it looked so pretty, simple, but it made me look like the elegant bride and I loved it. Then they started styling my hair based on our earlier tries; it was styled to go up, in a simple way, with my hair twisting in on each side. I swear it looked hot!!<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">When I was done all this it was at 8, I got into my white dress. I put on my Oscar de la Renta dress, and the comfortable extra high heels, my mom put on all the jewelry on for me, and then I took about half an hour to pose for pictures. After that was done, I heard them announcing that the bride will enter in a couple of minutes and for everyone to take their place. Our wedding, by the way, was both men and women. But Khalid was still going to come in, in the typical manner.<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">When I got at the bottom of the stairs they took some pictures and I was so nervous I was going to cry. The music started playing and I was to walk down the aisle now, just like I practiced, don’t fall lama don’t fall!!! Each few steps I would take pictures and walk then stop take pictures and walk to I got to my kosha. My sisters helped me get seated and looking at the place it was gorgeous! Just like a dream. Moments later everyone came to pose in pictures with me.<br />Hala looked gorgeous, I haven’t seen her for a while now, we took pictures then she sat next to me.<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Hala: abashrich?<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: ee shfeech?<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">I felt bad for her, for losing her baby, but it wasn’t right, it wasn’t her fault, her sister understood that, her sister helped her, they both went to the doctor in Lebanon and got rid of it, </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">it wasn’t too soon, she needed to let go, and she had a surgery that meant she was a girl again, I felt good for her, it wasn’t her mistake, she was raped. And I couldn’t be there for her, I was in Europe with my family. I love this girl.<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Hala: en5e6abt. He knows, he is ok with what happened knowing it isn’t my fault. Imagine I'm next!!!<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Lama: I wish I could scream but I cant, I am so happy for you *I smiled*<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Hala: a5aleech 7abeebty *smiled*<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">This went for an hour, people taking pictures and all then it was announced that Khaloodi was coming in.<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">My heart started beating fast, I couldn’t wait! I saw him come in slowly staring just at me, not anyone else, his smile was shining the whole room, he looked so handsome with his broad shoulders and his shaved face. My baby! He came to our kosha, knelt and kissed my head then we took half an hour to pose for pictures.<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">I wanna ask all the unmarried girls this. You know when you are in a wedding and the groom is sitting next to the bride, and he says something to her, and she starts giggling? Well Khalid was sitting next to me, holding my hand and came close to whisper into my ear, I giggled before he said anything.<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">Khalid: ajmal ma fel koon, w ajmal ma eb hal 9ala, I want you to be mine forever, Lama, mu m9adeg inich malti, I can't wait till this is over and well be alone together, I want to show you how much I love you.<br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">I looked into this man's eyes and smiled.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;">I mean I looked into my husband's eyes and smile :)</span></strong></div>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-59242913923387985032009-05-26T22:21:00.002+03:002009-05-26T22:29:02.601+03:00Me<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">This post is to see where your minds will take you;p</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">I'm sure you all know that my name isn't "Lama",, and none of you are sure if this is a real story or not,,,</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">For the people who think this story is real :</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"> Who do you think my personality is like from the girls you know...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">For the people that think this story is fake:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">Who do you think I am from the girls you know...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">You can have 5 names, and just first names, with the letter of the last name;P</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">Example:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">Real story:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">1-dana o.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">2-hala i.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">3-lama f. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">4-jula d.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">5-kala j.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">Fake story:</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">1-bebe m.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">2-yasmeena o.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">3-lolowa b.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">4-reem a.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">5-Jana a.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">Get it? Lets ok;**</span></strong>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-19041532328786555282009-05-23T12:25:00.002+03:002009-05-23T12:31:59.817+03:00Part 52<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Sorry 3al g9oor, there are bad parts, Im am WARNING you!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">********************************************</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Back in Kuwait …<br />,<br />,<br />,<br />Messaging Khalid:<br /><br /><br />I miss you<br /><br /><br />1 message from Khalid:<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;">I do too baby<br /><br /><br />Messaging Khalid:<br /><br /><br /> Mu kethry;*<br /><br />1 message from Khalid:<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Your right! Cause ana more;*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I smiled at his message, I was so happy my Khalid was back, I had a second chance with him, and I respected all the rules now, and I really didn’t care, we were getting MARRRRRRIED!!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">The wedding was a week away, and it was hectic for me. I had to do everything, because I didn’t want anyone like my mom or sisters to mess it up for me. I wanted the perfect wedding!<br /><br />.<br />..<br />…<br />….<br />…..<br />……<br />…….<br />……..<br /><br />4 days before the wedding<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid and I were out getting ice-cream, celebrating the few days we had left as a non married couple…<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">" When I think back On these times And the dreams We left behind I'll be glad 'cause I was blessed to get To have you in my life When I look back On these days I'll look and see your face You were right there for me In my dreams I'll always see you soar Above the sky In my heart There always be a place For you for all my life I'll keep a part Of you with me And everywhere I am There you'll be "<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid lowered the music<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: Lama<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: hmm?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: if I ever lied to you would u forgive me?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: *shocked* it depends<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: would you eventually forgive me?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: yea I guess<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: ok, shfeech btabcheen?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: ib shenu you lied?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: no baby nothing im just asking<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: sure?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: yea<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: I would rather know minik than to be told by someone else<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: I promise *kissed my hand*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Why would he ask me that? Is he cheating on me? NO! he wouldn’t! its 5aloodi, I love him so much! He is my baby! He was probably just asking, forget about it lama!<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />I went home that night thinking about everything we talked about that day… I trust </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">him.. Well I think I do..<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;">The next day I woke at 5 pm up to find 7 missed calls and 1 message.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">2 missed calls: mama<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">1 missed call: 5a6eeby;*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">4 missed calls: Hala<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">1 message from Khalid: 9aba7 il 5air ya ajmal warda, I can't wait till you're in my arms In two days … I'm never going to let you go baby;*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Dialing 5a6eebi;**<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: Alo *sleepy voice*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: 7ayati, tawich ga3da?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: yea<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: you sound so sexy<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: hehe don’t lie<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: I swear you do!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: emwah<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: fedaitich!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: baby bacher bakoun ib your arms!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: I can't wait!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: me neither<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: what are you going to be wearing<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: nothing.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: 9ij walla?! *excited*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: no hehe<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: 3ayal?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: shenu tabeeny albis?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: something sexy<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: ok I'll give you choices and you'll get to pick alright?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: ok, go!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: I have a mini lingerie white dress that’s see through, puts my breasts out with a thong… or a white bra with a thong,,, or…<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: shhh<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: shfeek?<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: I want you<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: now?<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: yea<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: hmm ,, you can wait<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: no I can't, I have been telling you I want you for so long and you have been </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">making me wait for months now<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: baby isn’t that what you wanted from the beginning?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: yea baby, before we were married, but now we are officially malcheen!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: hmm<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: baby please, I can't take this anymore!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: wain?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: my house<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: your family?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: chalet<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: what should I wear?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: surprise me<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: when?<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: now.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: bye.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />I rushed out of bed and into the bathroom, washed up and wore my black lingerie, it was like a dress that covered my ass and I was wearing a thong, it looked hot with my short hair and my smoky make up, I wore a "easy to open" dress with heels, I put perfume on and as I was about to leave the house..<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Mama: Lama shhal kash5a, wain ray7a?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: baroo7 ashouf Khalid!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Mama: wain mama?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: ib baithum<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Mama: 5altich tawha mkalmatne w ahalah mu bel bait!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: ee adre yoma *UFFFF WAHGA SHAGOOL*<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Mama: *smiling* mama I know your official bas wait till bacher…<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: mama!!! Rayle, w kaifi BYE! *I was just angry out of embarrassment!*<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Mama: hahahahahahahahhahahaha<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />I left the house and when I got to his I called him…<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: alo<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: come in<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: ay baab?<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: ely jedaam<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: bas,,, el neighbors<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: shfeech? Mu murty?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: mbala *shy*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: yala bye<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">He opened the door and he was wearing a gamee9 and jeans, he had a dirty beard the way I liked it… and his smell, it was amazing!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">PEOPLE! I haven’t kissed him or touched him in any sexual way for around a year now! I missed him, I wanted him, I needed him!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid leaned in to kiss me but I walked into the 9ala and sat on the couch, it was so romantic how there were candles everywhere, he closed the shades, locked both doors so no one comes in.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: a5aaf a7ad eye..<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: la baby I messaged them and told them not to come back home tonight, and kalamt my mom to talk to yours so that my mom would sleep at your house tonight cause your sleeping here.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: Ya fashlity! *shy!*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: we need to talk before we do anything, because I don’t want you to regret anything…<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: what baby?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">He sat next to me and looked me in the eyes<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: t7ibeeny?<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: ofcourse<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: meta akthar now or gabel?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: 9ara7a? now!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: baby, don’t get mad from what I'm about to say, but I didn’t regain my memory back... not of you at least… but I fell in love with you again, and the only reason I didn’t tell you this is because I didn’t want you to leave me, I needed another chance…<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: ok<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: ok?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: I'm shocked<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: I know baby I'm sorry *he pulled me closer to him*<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: I love you,,, that’s all I care about, and I'm so happy you did that<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: so happy?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: you promised me you were never going to let me go, and you didn’t, you held on tight, all the way<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">He kissed my head<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: I have something for you<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: what is it?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">He took me to his room, where there was a small box on his bed<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: open it<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I opened the box and there was a necklace that said "KL"<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: allah!! I love it!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid put the necklace on for me, took the box off the bed, and started to kiss me, on the lips, I missed this kiss, I loaned for it… I kissed him back as I took his shirt off, he went back<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: show me what your wearing<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: sit down here *I pointed to the bed*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">He sat down just wearing his jeans and his body looked so hot, manly and muscular, with his legs open wide, I stood in between them and started to slowly open the </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">buttons of my dress till it was off…<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: turn around<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I slowly turned around showing off my body to my husband…<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: 7elw (dala3)<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: 7elw mama 7elw<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I stood facing him, he was touching me all over, as if it was the first time he has seen a girl in front of him which I loved, he felt me body up slowly with his warm hand, then </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">picked me up and slowly placed me on the bed…<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: you want me?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: mhm *looking into his eyes*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid slowly took off my dress and felt up my breasts, then took off my thong till I </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">was completely naked, I took off his pants and his boxers… he started to kiss me on my neck and my breasts, till we were both turned on to our limits…<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: ada5la?<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: a5aaf<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: min shenu?<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: aa5aaf y3awer *I looked down shyly*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: la baby ana ma a3awerich<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: akeed?<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: yea baby when you get hurt tell me to stop mashy?<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: yalla… *he slowly put it in, and I slowly moaned, the more he slowly and delicatly put it in the more I moaned* stop, stop!<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: baby bas da5alt shwaia<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: iy3awer<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />My eyes were tearing, I was hurt<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />We went through that a couple of times, every time it went in deeper and deeper till it was fully in, I moaned so much at that point, and I bled a lot,,, we cuddled for a while, and I was crying, I was hurt, he hugged my tight<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: baby la tabcheen<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: *crying*<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: I know it hurts baby, bas you have to go through this, your going to enjoy it later on, baby please stop crying…<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />What is wrong with me? I couldn’t stop crying<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: yal daloo3a basich *he kissed my upper back*<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: mu daloo3a, Khaloodi, you aren’t feeling what I'm feeling!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Khalid: I know baby I know, just bare with me…<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />We slept in each other's arms that night.</span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-68249282641530341802009-05-20T21:46:00.002+03:002009-05-20T21:48:38.962+03:00Inah lillah wa ina illayhi raji3oon.Inah lillah wa ina illayhi raji3oon.<br /><br />One of my closest friends passed away, and this is the reason i am not being able to continue the story, so please all i need is support, not harsh comments, just bare with me, i need you all.lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-3027262027491918192009-05-10T14:58:00.001+03:002009-05-10T14:58:49.489+03:00Sara<span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"><strong>Hi everyone, my friend, Sara, has a problem she is facing and she talked to me about it, I gave her my opinion but she wanted yours too… I told her to write it up, so here it goes… love you;**<br /><br />"I have a problem, please help me out...<br />My boyfriend and I have a healthy and stable relationship. When we were about to get into trouble with my family, he opened up to his mother about me. (This all happened behind my back).His mother agreed but he was sure his father wasn't going to. Then he changed towards me, he fought for any reason and screamed a lot... I was very patient and when I asked why that was he explained everything to me and told me that his father was probably not going to say yes for a reason he mentioned... and that he was acting different so I can give up on him, which I didn't do.<br /><br />I decided that I was better off without him and left him two weeks ago. Today, we hit into each other, accidently at his university, while I was picking up a friend. He came up to me and he was like, "I got a message that you were here and I jumped out of class to see you" I smiled and excused myself and left. An hour later he messaged me telling me how much he was sorry and that he couldn't live without me and that he will stand up for me. He also came by to my house and dropped off a letter that explained what happened and how much he regretted it. I called him back and told him how much I was hurt and that I loved him but I really don't want to ruin his relationship with his father. He agreed and apologized a lot and promised not to hurt me again and that he would stand up for us to be together. I love him. He gave me a couple of days to figure it out, and see if I'm willing to get back with him, what should I do? I'm lost :(<br /><br />Shasawe?"</strong></span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-29511282888949987682009-05-10T11:52:00.002+03:002009-05-10T11:52:45.242+03:00New?hey everyone, i was thinking of finishing up my story in a reallly long post, then starting a new one... agree?lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-48585045705432312472009-05-05T23:32:00.002+03:002009-05-05T23:35:47.053+03:00Part 51<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Hey everyone thanks for your support;*</span></strong><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>************************************<br /></strong><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Previously on Me Myself and I:<br /></strong><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: I remember.Me: you remember?Khalid: I remember youMe: BABY REALLY? *my eyes were full of tears by now!*Khalid: ee 7ubi, I remember youMe: baby!!I hugged him and he carried me and started to kiss my headKhalid: but we are changing a lot.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: what do you mean baby?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: ya3ni no more playing around, and acting childish, no more kissing hugging and such things, I'm going to forget the past now, all the stupid things we did, bas I don’t want anything to ruin us baby, ana shareech, I want you, and not in the same way I did, I don’t want your body, I want you, the Lama that stayed up with me in the hospital and helped me regain my memory, I want the Lama that is thoughtful, and I'm sure after we get married well do everything your dirty mind desires. *he grinned*<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: you mean your dirty mind *I was shy, I bit my lower lip and looked down*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: ya3ni mista7ya ma3a il wayh? *he smiled*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: I looked up into his eyes and pecked him sexy lips.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">He pushed me away.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: I'm not going to tell you again. *his face expression changed into rage*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I looked down with a tear in my eye. Our bodies were still close though, so he hugged me closer to him, and whispered into my ear.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: baby, please I don’t want to lose you so stop this.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I was embarrassed, how I could be in this situation, love needs more than just "love" and "feelings" I needed the lust too!! I needed his touch and kiss…<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>5 months passed</strong><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">There was a month to the wedding…We never talked about the past a lot since we had our minds set on the wedding date which was in a month. Khalid, Um Khalid, Me, and Mama traveled to Paris and Italy to get our dresses and wedding things. Khalid and I couldn’t be alone for more than 10 minutes with our mothers around. We never talked about us it was all about the wedding… I'm sure brides know what I am talking about!! The only thing we really did talk about alone was our HONEYMOON!!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">He couldn’t regain his memory of our plans so I helped him, and he made the arraignments. We were to travel the next morning after the wedding. We were going to go back to Italy and take a cruise around Europe.<br /><br /><br /></span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">*PARIS*<br /></span></strong><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khaloodi and I were eating breakfast in our hotel down stairs.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: cruise ib shar6!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: shenu?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: talbiseenly bikini! *his face turned red*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: ee I know baby!!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: wain our mothers?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: naymeen<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: laish what time is it?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: 9 am!!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: ok let's go alone and buy some!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: buy what?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: swimsuits…<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: w our mothers?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: 5alhum naymeen<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: akeed?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: yea they are happy about this, let's give them some time, they can manage, they are best friends after all *he smiled*<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />Me: Khaloodi yala goum<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />He got up and held my hand as we walked to the store. We looked like the perfect couple. I was </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">wearing a short white dress that was body fit with gold flats, my hair was in a bun, I had simple makeup, and I had hoop earrings. Khalid was wearing his Dolce trainers.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">We got to the shop and went in.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: hello, may I please see your collection of swimwear.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">We looked through the men's collection first and we picked out 3 bathing suits for Khalid. A yellow one that would look great with his tan (to be). And a black and blue one that we liked.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">When it came time for the women's collection Khalid continuously grinned. We chose four bathing suits. A full bathing suit that was black and had an opening throughout the stomach. The other two were bikinis one was red and the other was gold. And the last one was his favorite, it was also yellow, and the handles were braided, the stomach was opened and it would look good with my tan (to be).<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">We went back home hand in hand, talking about embarrassing stories, and how it would be fashla when I sit bil kosha and he comes in. the whole wedding scenario!!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">We got back to the hotel and our mothers were in the lobby eating breakfast. It was 11:30…<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Mama: wainkum?!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: re7na nishtiry cham sha8la<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">5altie: w laish ma tgouloun?!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: baroo7 weya Lamooy! 8a9eb?!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Mama: brou7kum haa?<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Me: ee mama *BLUSH*<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">5altie: Shenu sharaitaw??<br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />I looked at Khalid and we burst out laughing, I couldn’t help it, we both blushed and laughed so much!!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Khalid: baina Yuma!!<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Mama: 5aleehum 5aleehum, myanan *laughing*</span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-541246487712236212009-05-05T15:53:00.003+03:002009-05-05T16:01:19.146+03:00BACK!<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>IM BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK;*<br />i love you all and i am so sorry for taking so long, but i needed a break from everything;*<br />im going to start posting tonight;* i love you all, And i miss you all;*<br />***************** STAAAAAAY TUNED*******************</strong></span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-59864898159561923222009-04-22T16:19:00.001+03:002009-04-22T16:20:32.325+03:00Part 50<span style="font-size:130%;">An hour later we were in my car driving around… I showed him a couple of places we visited before, and then I told him each story we had in each place.<br /><br />We got to Baskin Robins…<br /><br />Khalid: ha 7abooba shenu taben?<br /><br />Me: vanilla!<br /><br />Khalid: with chocolate<br /><br />Me: no baby I can't eat chocolate I have allergies.<br /><br />Khalid: oh ok, what should I take?<br /><br />Me: you mean what do you like?<br /><br />Khalid: hehe yea<br /><br />Me: cotton candy<br /><br />Khalid: ok *he held my hand*<br /><br />We sat there ordered our ice creams, ate up, and hung out.<br /><br />2 hours later I dropped him to his car and we left to go home…<br />Khalid Calling<br /><br />Khalid: haaaa baby<br /><br />Me: ha 7abebe<br /><br />Khalid: I want to see you after tomorrow<br /><br />Me: where?<br /><br />Khalid: chalet<br /><br />Me: w your family?<br /><br />Khalid: they aren’t going<br /><br />Me: ok</span><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-size:130%;">BEEP BEEP BEEP</span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"> </p><br /><br />We didn’t talk since that phone call. The day after I woke up dressed up into my juicy tracksuit, straightened my hair and brought along my big Louis V. bag… I got into the car and messaged him telling him I was on the way, when I got there<br /><br /><br /><br />Dialing Khalid:<br /><br />Me: baby<br /><br />Khalid: hala baby<br /><br />Me: I'm out<br /><br />Khalid: yala kane, do you see me?<br /><br />Me: yea baby!<br /><br />BEEP BEEP BEEP</span><br /></span><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"> </p><br /><br />I got out and gave him a big hug!!<br /><br />Khalid: come here baby<br /><br />Me: I missed you<br /><br />I looked deep into his eyes<br /><br />Khalid: me too…<br /><br />We both smiled at each other<br /><br />Khalid: come on in<br /><br />He opened the door<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />What do you want me to say?!<br /><br />The room was filled with all the memories I showed him! All the pictures we took when we first met! Our baby pictures together, flowers banner that says, "You're all mine, happy anniversary"! I turned to look at him<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>Me: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh<br /><br />Khalid: agoolich shay?<br /><br />Me: ee!!<br /><br />Khalid: I remember.<br /><br />Me: you remember?<br /><br />Khalid: I remember you<br /><br />Me: BABY REALLY? *my eyes were full of tears by now!*<br /><br />Khalid: ee 7ubi, I remember you<br /><br />Me: baby!!<br /><br />I hugged him and he carried me and started to kiss my head<br /><br />Khalid: but we are changing a lot.</strong></span><br /></span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-18251803048330000812009-04-21T16:55:00.004+03:002009-04-22T15:48:53.577+03:00Part 49<span style="font-size:130%;">You guys I'm so sorry but I have a lot of things happening these couple of days, family is flying in and out for a wedding so I'm trying to give you mini parts till I'm completely back;**** </span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">******************************<br /><br />I sat there talking with enthusiasm, I told him about the days we met and how we were as kids, I told him everything we talked about, everything we did, I told him about Jassim and Hala, I told him about our precious kisses, hugs, how romantic he was.<br /><br />2 hours later<br /><br />Me: haha w mara you traveled without telling me and I got SOOO mad!!<br /><br />Khalid: lol are you serious?<br /><br />KNOCK KNOCK<br /><br />Khalid: come in<br /><br />Waiter: sir, madam, do you want to order sweets?<br /><br />Khalid: tabeen 7ubi?<br /><br />Me: hmm la not from here<br /><br />Khalid: no thank you, just green tea please<br /><br />Me: make that two<br /><br />Waiter: ok sir<br /><br />She left the room and closed the door behind her.<br /><br />Khalid: we have been through a lot huh?<br /><br />Me: yea *I looked down, I missed him, I swear, no one would understand but I did*<br /><br />Khalid: how many months were we together?<br /><br />Me: hmm, may, june…..april… OMG<br /><br />Khalid: what?<br /><br />Me: our one year anniversary would be… after tomorrow!<br /><br />Khalid: *speechless*</span></div><br /><br /><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>I had tears in my eyes, readers please try to understand me, I was in love with a man I shared everything with! We did everything together! We thought alike! And at the end he forgets it all. He doesn’t even remember me, he doesn’t love me in the same way or as much, and he doesn’t know all the things we did together. AND our anniversary is in 2 days! That’s the day we are suppose to give each other things, and that’s suppose to be when we remember everything we did in the past year, but where is that person? Imagine you are in my place! At least if he died (l7amdillah he didn't) but if he did! I would still celebrate it alone with all the memories of him knowing that he left me with all of these wonderful days. But to be with someone you will have to celebrate this day with! A person that has no connection with your past. The same person that left all the memories to you and every time you see him/her you want to blurt out an "inside joke" but cant because this person now is like any random person and wouldn’t get it!<br /></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It hurt. My heart hurt. My throat hurt. I felt like knives were piercing into it. Tears escaped me eyes and rolled off of my cheeks. I wanted him to be like "HAHA JOKING I REMEMBER" or "GOT YA!" but he sat there just staring at me.<br /><br />KNOCK KNOCK<br /><br />Waiter: here are your tea sir<br /><br />Khalid: thanks<br /><br />Waiter: welcome<br /><br />And she left the room<br /><br />All I felt was his warm hand hold mine.<br /><br />Khalid: don’t cry, I told you I'm going to try fixing everything.<br /><br />Me: *I smiled with sorrow*<br /><br /></span><br /></span></span></span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-72145890497331016502009-04-20T16:32:00.001+03:002009-04-20T16:32:48.744+03:00Part 48<span style="font-size:130%;">He asked me to close my eyes, which I did…<br /><br />I felt his hands cover my neck with something.<br /><br />Khalid: open your eyes<br /><br />Me: *speechless*<br /><br />Khalid: you like it?<br /><br />Me: I love it<br /><br />As I got closer to him, to kiss his luscious lips he held my shoulders and moved me away.<br /><br />Khalid: Lama shfeech?<br /><br />Me: I want to give it back<br /><br />Khalid: give what back?<br /><br />Me: the present<br /><br />Khalid: how?<br /><br />Me: by a kiss<br /><br />Khalid: lama how could you even think for a second that I would kiss you. I want you, I really do. Bas how do you expect me to let you give yourself to me itha ana I don’t know who I am yet! Aren’t you thinking about that? Don’t you think ina this would be wrong?<br /><br />I started to tear, WAIN MY OLD KHALID?!<br /><br />Khalid: shoufai lama. Ana aratheech with everything I can do. But don’t expect me aratheech 3ala wrong things you are doing.<br /><br />Me: but… *tears escaped my eyes*<br /><br />Khalid: but nothing.<br /><br />I felt so embarrassed I couldn’t think straight. I just left the place and rushed to my car. I waited for a couple of minutes crying at the wheel but he did nothing. He didn’t come after me, NOTHING.<br /><br />Compose message:<br /><br />Khalid thanks so much but if this is the new you then I want the old one back. You don’t understand what we were. How can I explain. I want the old you back not this you!<br /><br />1 message:<br /><br />Wainich?<br /><br />Compose message:<br /><br />In my car<br /><br />1 message:<br /><br />Come inside.<br /><br />I got out of the car and into the small room. He just sat there looking at me with tears in his eyes. I sat in front of him.<br /><br />It was quiet for a couple of minutes<br /><br />Khalid: shoufai lama. I don’t know what we were before. I didn’t get my memory back. And I might have done all this before but that’s not me anymore! I don’t remember anything! I fell in love with you now. On my ground! My rules! If I touched, kissed, etc. to you before then I pity myself for that. Because I know you are too precious to be touched or kissed right now. This is the man you are sticking with! I am not the same man I was before but I fell in love with the same girl and its either you accept that or ……<br /><br />Me: I just miss you! The old you… you don’t understand what we had! It was priceless, we had our inside jokes, songs, certain things I can't have with anyone else… even you. I love you, but I'm in love with the old you… this might sound stupid but you differ a lot.<br /><br />Khalid: I have an idea…<br /><br />Me: hmm?<br /><br />Khalid: how about we eat lunch while you tell me about how we met and everything that happened between us. Then after lunch we will go cruise in the car and you can tell me where we used to go, deal?<br /><br />Me: ok<br /><br />Khalid: come here<br /><br />He pointed right next to him. I went there and kissed his eyes. So did he… we ordered food…<br /><br />Khalid: ok yala tell me…<br /><br />Me: it all happened when…</span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-33607651436424735192009-04-17T10:01:00.001+03:002009-04-17T10:02:16.290+03:00Part 47<span style="font-size:130%;">I KNOW I KNOW, its so short, walla ill post another one today, sorry;*</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">*************************************</span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">3 HOURS LATER<br /><br />I read the messages and my heart fluttered! 7abeeby wallah, why would he think ena I'm going to leave him 3ala shai sa5eef… he is really sensitive now… he doesn’t know that my life revolves around him no matter how much I keep telling him that!<br /><br />Dialling Khaloodi<br /><br />No Answer<br /><br />Dialling Khaloodi<br /><br />Khalid: aloo<br /><br />Me: hmm aloo *sleeping voice*<br /><br />Khalid: SORRY WALLA SORRY KINT BIL 7AMAAAM! *concerned*<br /><br />Me: 7abeeby 3adi, shda3wa<br /><br />Khalid: baby your voice<br /><br />Me: shfeeh? *SHIT I SOUND LIKE A GUY WHEN I JUST WAKE UP!!!!!*<br /><br />Khalid: it's so seductive<br /><br />Me: hehe no it isn’t, I sound really bad<br /><br />Khalid: if you think you sound bad, then keep speaking in this "bad way" cause you sound so sexy.. I want to see you so bad<br /><br />Me: la mako *dala3*<br /><br />Khalid: I need to see you to give you something<br /><br />Me: ok, fine. Ra7 aba6ilek baab el sayara w enta mur 3ind il bait w 7e6a wel car w leave *haha tourcher*<br /><br />Khalid: ily taamreen feeh<br /><br />Ya 7abeeeeeby he is so cute and modest!<br /><br />Me: bas hatha mu ely abe *dala3/ shy*<br /><br />Khalid: 3ayal shenu ely tabeena?<br /><br />Me: aby I c u<br /><br />Khalid: then let's meet somewhere<br /><br />Me: meshtahya sushi<br /><br />Khalid: then wasabi?<br /><br />Me: wasabi it is<br /><br />Khalid: ok 7abeebty<br /><br />Me: bas ma agdar I be late for Rula!!<br /><br />Khalid: we won't take long, I promise<br /><br />Me: ok<br /><br />Khalid: 3a6eeny bosa<br /><br />Me: no *extra DALA3*<br /><br />Khalid: baby!!! Yala<br /><br />Me: noo!<br /><br />Khalid: mwwwwwwwwwwwwah<br /><br />Me: wain a7e6ha?<br /><br />Khalid: your lower lip<br /><br />Me: ur naughty<br /><br />Khalid: shoufai entai shemsawya feeny, then come and talk<br /><br />Me: make it up to me and I'll make it up to you<br />Khalid: ok baby! How about we get up and change and meet there in half and hour<br /><br />Me: mashy<br /><br />Khalid: bye gumar<br /><br />Me: bye bader<br /><br />BEEP BEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEP<br /><br />I got up, washed up, but I didn’t know what to wear, so I went into Rula's closet and took out this really cute top, which I wore with my skinny black jeans, and a waist belt and flats. Applied a bit of makeup and took my purple Balenciaga bag and left.<br /><br />He called me while I got into the car and we negotiated about what food we were going to eat and itha rethait or not yet. 6AB3AAAAN I was in the nafsia mood because I wasn’t supposed to show how much I missed him. When I got into wasabi it was empty and the waiter took me to one the small rooms. Awal ma I got in I sat in front of him and I could smell his scent, MMM! It was so good, I wanted to do it right there! But luckily for us we still didn’t start doing things, he never tried, I think when I want him I should take charge, full charge.<br /><br />Khalid: hala ib Lamooyti, hala ib umy, hala bel gumar killa<br /><br />Me: hiiiiii *NAFSIIIIIIIA*<br /><br />Khalid: lal7een za3lana 3alai?<br /><br />Me: *No reply*<br /><br />Khalid: ok smile mamatii<br /><br />I turned my head so he wouldn’t see my face with the hair covering it and couldn’t help myself but to giggle…</span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-88619605340702411352009-04-16T00:27:00.003+03:002009-04-16T00:39:30.532+03:00Part 46<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff6666;">Just to make things clear, this is a true story. Many people asked me if it was or not. And yes it is. Its my story... All the good, bad, and suducing parts were put for a reason, its my story people so dont blame me. Sorry for any disappointments.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">This is dedicated to Cupid;* Ya 7mara i miss u:(</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span><br /></span><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;">*********************************</span></div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff6666;">For the next five months Khalid and I hung out nearly every day, we would go to the hospital every other day for his checkups. I was trying to make him regain his memory of me and of everything. He started to remember his family, but didn’t remember me yet. Yet each time he would smell my perfume, he would say something like, "shamha min gabel", or if I would wear something I wore for him before he would say, "DA JA VOU!" hehe and I knew he saw me wearing it before. the doctor said that he is going to become better soon inshalla. He is regaining his memory slowly.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">What was shocking after all those months that Khalid was starting to crawl into my heart slowly. Not him! Cause I loved him already. I meant his personality, the changes! The new him. I mean he became shyer, and he was very determined to make me always happy. He started to fall in love with me too, I guess he is really still inside there somewhere; he fell in love with the girl he loved. It sounds odd but it's true. He wanted to take care of me, to be my man, and he was becoming my all!! We loved each other now to the point that we couldnt live without each other, not even for a day! </span><br /></span><p><span style="color:#ff6666;"></p></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Dialing Khalid (2:39am):<br /><br /><br />Khalid: hey lamooy<br /><br /><br />Me: hii Khaloodi<br /><br /><br />Khalid: ha wainich?<br /><br /><br />Me: in bed<br /><br /><br />Khalid: betnameen?<br /><br /><br />Me: yup<br /><br /><br />Khalid: shfeech mnafsa? *concerned*<br /><br /><br />Me: mu mnafsa *MNAFSA!*<br /><br /><br />Khalid: seriously, shfeech?<br /><br /><br />Me: Khalid, elyoum the whole day mu sa2el 3ani *dala3 tone*<br /><br /><br />Khalid: Lamooy I'm sorry wallah I am, the guys ma 5alouny wallah<br /><br /><br />Me: yea I understand *sad, nafsia*<br /><br /><br />Khalid: when will you stop il nafsia??<br /><br /><br />Me: when you make it up to me<br /><br /><br />Khalid: I'll do anything! You chose anything and I'll do it!<br /><br /><br />Me: hehe anything?<br /><br /><br />Khalid: ee I promise!<br /><br /><br />Me: fine! Wainik?<br /><br /><br />Khalid: chalet!<br /><br /><br />Me: ok meet me at starbux tomorrow at 7:15 am.<br /><br /><br />Khalid: baba that too early!!<br /><br /><br />Me: ok fine whatever!<br /><br /><br />Khalid: No baby, I promised anything and you're going to get what you want!<br /><br /><br />Me: ok la7tha barou7 ashrab mai!!<br /><br /><br />Khalid: ok 7abeebty<br /><br /><br />2 minutes…<br /><br /><br />Me: back!<br /><br /><br />Khalid: how about we sleep so I can wake up w a7dirlich tomorrow<br /><br /><br />Me: haha ok aga3dik?<br /><br /><br />Khalid: ok baby I put an alarm anyways!!<br /><br /><br />Me: ok baby gnite<br /><br /><br />Khalid: gnite<br /><br /><br />Me: bye<br /><br /><br />Khalid: HEY!<br /><br /><br />Me: ok ok, mmwwwwwwah<br /><br /><br />Khalid: haha mwah!<br /><br /><br />Beep beep beep<br /><br /><br />HATHA WAJHIK YAL MISAAAAAAAFIR LAMA KAAAAAANAT LEE 3IYON!!! WAINAHA 3YOUNI 7ABEEBY SAFARAT MITHLIK 7ABEEEEEEEEEBY<br /><br /><br />The alarm woke me up 3ala the voice of Rashid al Majed, his voice made me feel<br />good.<br /><br />I glanced at my phone, there were no missed calls or messages, and it was 7 am.<br /><br /><br />Dialing Khaloodi<br /><br /><br />No answer<br /><br /><br />I got up into the bathroom, and washed up.<br /><br /><br />Dialing Khaloodi<br /><br /><br />No answer<br /><br /><br />I changed and got into the car<br /><br /><br />Dialing Khaloodi<br /><br /><br />No answer<br /><br /><br />I thought he was going to surprise me because he would never break his promise! He was that as a huge deal!<br /><br /><br />I called twice while I was on the way but there was still no answer.<br /><br /><br />Compose message:<br /><br /><br />Not answering are we?<br /><br /><br />No reply<br /><br /><br />I got there, ordered my drink and breakfast. No Khalid. He didn’t come. So I decided to head home at 8am.<br /><br /><br />Dialing Khaloodi<br /><br /><br />No answer<br /><br /><br />Compose message:<br /><br /><br />Uff Khalid you promised me! I'm gunna sleep don’t bother calling or messaging!<br /><br />I went back home changed into my undies, read a couple of blogs and slept.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>ITS BEEN THE LONGEST WINTER WITHOUT YOU<br /></strong><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>I DIDN’T KNOW WHERE TO TURN TOO<br /></strong><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>SEE SOMEHOW I CANT FORGET YOU<br /></strong><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>AFTER ALL THAT WEVE BEEN THROUGH<br /></strong><br /><br />Khalid calling<br /><br /><br />Me: aloo<br /><br /><br />Khalid: 7abeeeeeeebty ya 3omri, baby lamooya!<br /><br /><br />Me: hmm?<br /><br /><br />Khalid: nayma?<br /><br /><br />Me: no *I was sooo asleeeep!*<br /><br /><br />Khalid: I'm so sorry! Ra7at 3alai noma<br /><br /><br />Me: ok<br /><br /><br />Khalid: I broke my promise! I didn’t mean to! I swear!<br /><br /><br />Me: mm I know *sleeping wallah!*<br /><br /><br />Khalid: laish mnafsa<br /><br /><br />Me: I'm not *msa6la*<br /><br /><br />Khalid: baby ill make it up to u<br /><br /><br />Me: nah its ok<br /><br /><br />Khalid: mbala I wanna c u today<br /><br /><br />Me: no I can't!<br /><br /><br />Khalid: why?<br /><br /><br />Me: I need to hang out with Rula<br /><br /><br />Khalid: betsafer today?<br /><br /><br />Me: yea<br /><br /><br />Khalid: bel salama inshalla<br /><br /><br />Me: ysalmik<br /><br /><br />Khalid: ok just for a few minutes, I wanna give you something<br /><br /><br />Me: 5 minutes<br /><br /><br />Khalid: 10<br /><br /><br />Me: 7<br /><br /><br />Khalid: deal mita?<br /><br /><br />Me: I'll call you in 3 hours<br /><br /><br />Khalid: why?<br /><br /><br />Me: bnam!<br /><br /><br />Khalid: I wanna talk to you baby, rethaitai?<br /><br /><br />Me: you have till 12 am to tratheeene<br /><br /><br />Khalid: ok ma ra7 nsoulif now?<br /><br /><br />Me: Khalid, wall I am tiered, ga3da min il 9ub7<br /><br /><br />Khalid: ok sweety sweet dreams<br /><br /><br />Me: bye<br /><br /><br />BEEEP BEEEEEP BEEP<br /><br /><br />*SNORE*<br /><br /><br />2 messages received<br /><br />1 from Khalid: forgive me<br /><br />2 from Khalid: baby I love you please don't leave me<br /></span><br /></span></span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-48071719886862247242009-04-15T01:14:00.002+03:002009-04-15T01:17:55.932+03:00Part 45<span style="font-size:130%;">Sorry for the short post, inshalla bacher a3awethkum;* This is Specifically written for </span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/06230447274570824175"><span style="font-size:130%;">Exquisite:*</span></a><span style="font-size:130%;">!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">*************************************</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">The next two weeks were the same. I would feed him, we would talk, and I would bring a few things to bring back his memory of me, and his mother and everyone else around him.<br /><br /><br />Khalid: am I a good photographer?<br /><br /><br />Me: you’re the best there is!<br /><br /><br />Khalid: 9ij? And I took a picture of all these?<br /><br /><br />Me: ee! They were for my project! And this is us!<br /><br /><br />I showed him the picture of us in the car together, and then tears escaped my eyes.<br /><br /><br />Khalid: I'm sure this is so hard for you!<br /><br /><br />Me: I miss u, my Khalid, that’s all.<br /><br /><br />Khalid: come here<br /><br /><br />I went up on his bed and sat next to him.<br /><br /><br />Khalid: shoufai lama, if I don’t get my memory back, I'm sure we can start something up, ya3ni if I loved you once I'm sure I will love you again.<br /><br /><br />Me: Khalid I know, but I don’t want a new man, I want the old you, the guy that understood everything about me, our inside jokes, our experiences. Not the new you, you won't know how to do anything!<br /><br /><br />Khalid: I won't know how to do anything?<br /><br /><br />Me: you won't know my favorite food, drink, place, mood, and most importantly you won't know how to make me smile! You won't know the difference between my smiles! When I'm happy, sad, tiered, mad, quiet! I don’t want a new you I want the old you.<br /><br /><br />It might have been mean but I couldn’t stop crying! I wanted my baby! GIVE ME BACK MY BABY, YA ALLAH REDA LINA SALEM INSHALLA, YA ALLAH RIDA LINA IB KAMEL 8UWAH EL 3A8LIYA. I said in my heart. He held me close to him while I cried. I couldn’t breathe.<br /><br /><br />Knock Knock Knock<br /><br /><br />I got up and opened the door…<br /><br /><br />Doctor: ahlan abla, inti ib tibki laih? Didn’t I tell you that crying la bezeed wala yna2a9?<br /><br /><br />Me: ee *I smiled* doctor how is his situation so far?<br /><br /><br />Doctor: I have good and bad news, 2a2olek aye wa7da ilawel?<br /><br /><br />Me: good!<br /><br /><br />Doctor: 7an5aragou bokra w raga3ou il bait 5ala9 , bas yege ye3mel checkups koli youmain<br /><br /><br />Me: *I glanced at Khalid and we both smiled* bad?<br /><br /><br />Doctor: ana ma badmansh ino his memory 7aterga3 bil sor3a diyat! And it's going to take a lot of time, so I'm dismissing him so he can visit places and do things that might bump back his memory into place.<br /><br /><br />Me: inshalla<br /><br /><br />Doctor: yala ana 7ab2a ashoufkum 3ala 5air, w deer balak ya Khalid w ma te26a3shi il medication<br /><br /><br />Me: la t5aaf doctor he won't<br /><br /><br />Doctor: ana asta2zin w ill c you bel checkups.<br /><br /><br />Me and Khalid: bye Doctor.<br /><br /><br />Khalid: garbai<br /><br /><br />Me: hmm? *face down*<br /><br /><br />Khalid: look at me<br /><br /><br />Me: hmm? *looked up*<br /><br /><br />Khalid: you have a spark in your eye<br /><br /><br />Me: 9ij?<br /><br /><br />Khalid: ee wallah, in the past weeks it's the first time I see it<br /><br /><br />Me: because I'm happy, you used to tell me ina I have one every time you made me smile and that’s why you made me smile<br /><br /><br />Khalid: haha cute.<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"><strong>Khalid * "haha cute?" WTF is wrong with me. KRAHATNY! She is so pretty, her smile, that spark, ukhhh… Am I falling for her? Will she love me if I didn’t get my memory back? Would I still be "her" Khalid?*<br /><br /><br />Me *"haha cute?" that's all he could come up with? Khalid please ridly! I don’t like the new you, he acts weird bas I might stick with him to look at you every single day and remember our memories together, but I don’t think I can love him, he just isn’t you anymore!* my heart ached while my thoughts scared each memory slowly.</strong></span></div>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-57032525604374024852009-04-12T20:20:00.004+03:002009-04-15T01:01:38.262+03:00Part 44<span style="font-size:130%;">I was sitting in front of my laptop listening to the latest Rashid album, I couldn’t help but think about Khalid… A month passed… with no call no message nothing. Wain khalid? Wain raa7? I need him in my life! He isn’t calling nor answering my calls…Is it business? Bas it's been,, hmm… 28 days,,, I'm breaking down, I can't do this anymore! Our families are back, so I get that he might be busy with them, or with work, I drove past his house twice but no sign of his car… should I call his mom? La la la asti7e! shagoulaha,, umm 5altie wain wildich…. AGAIN?! Shbetgool 3ani?! Mu entail 5a6eebta! Shlone ma t3arefeen?! I feel lost! I can't do anything…<br />Rula: ti6li3een weyaay?<br /><br /><br />Me: wain?<br /><br /><br />Rula: Baroo7 Strabucks<br /><br /><br />Me: no I don't feel like it<br /><br /><br />Rula: Lama! It's been almost a month and you haven't left the house what's wrong?<br /><br /><br />Me: nothing!<br /><br /><br />Rula: Khalid?<br /><br /><br />Me: I haven’t heard from him for so long, I miss him, and I don’t know where he is<br /><br /><br />I broke down, right there, I couldn’t handle it. The tears, they made their way through and I felt so embarrassed… how could I have gave a guy my whole body, and he just left me like that, in a blink of an eye… well I am still a virgin but that’s not all that matters. He doesn’t have to open me to realize I'm "mu zaina" and not "baree2a"… ok now other than that, shagool 7ag Rula? "uhh I did stuff with him and I think he changed his mind about our marriage???!!"<br />HOW EMBARESSING! I thought he was different! I think that’s it… he left me because of that, but I don’t want to find out, I don’t want to face reality, that he left me…<br /><br /><br />Rula: sweety tell me…<br /><br /><br />Me: it's nothing, I just can't get a hold of him…<br /><br /><br />Rula: did you ask his mom?<br /><br /><br />Me: No… I was hoping you would…<br /><br /><br />Rula: ok, sure…<br /><br /><br /><strong>Rula Dialling Um Khalid</strong><br /><br /><br />Rula: aloo<br /><br /><br />Um Khalid: aloo hala Rula shlonich 7abeebty? *her voice was shook*<br /><br /><br />Rula: b5air khalty intaw?<br /><br /><br />Um Khalid: walla ib 5air<br /><br /><br />Rula: khalti, ba'3ait a3aref wain Khalid…<br /><br /><br />Um Khalid: laish shfeekum 7abeebty 9ayer shai? *she sounded so jumpy*<br /><br /><br />Rula: la khalti I just wanted him to help me set up a surprise for Lama… before their milcha<br /><br /><br />Um Khalid: *she started to cry heavily* walla 7abeebty Khalid told me not to tell anyone about this. But he has been in the hospital for 2 weeks… 7abeebty Khalid got in an accident min a month ta8reeban, he was on his way to your dad's office, they had a meeting w kan mit2a5er 3alaih. He was driving fast when his tire burst *gulp* and well that’s when he crashed. I am going to talk to your mother later on today; I want to call it off. I believes that your sister deserves someone else.<br /><br /><br />Rula got up slowly and acted casual, I didn’t know what they were talking about, I was so eager to find out… she left my room into hers and locked the door keeping me out.<br /><br /><br />Rula: why would you call it off? Why wouldn’t you want her to find out? Khalti ihy t7iba!<br /><br /><br />Um Khalid: 7abeebty oho akthar, he can't remember anyone since he woke up from the comma a few days back …*panting* not even me… the doctor says it might go away soon, in time.<br /><br /><br />Rula: Khalti ana many fahma… why call it off she'll wait; it's just a car accident… She'll postpone everything for him, I'm sure. *tears in her eyes*<br /><br /><br />Um Khalid: la 7abeebty, bas the doctor said ako possibility he… ya mama ana ma aby your sister tet3ab weya la2ana 7altah 5a6ra *they both burst out crying*<br /><br /><br />Rula: Khalti la tkalmeen omy, 5alni akalim Lama w etha rethat we won't call it off ok?<br /><br /><br />Um Khalid: ily tshoofeena 7abeebty<br /><br /><br />Rula took the hospital information from Khalid's mother and got out of the room to tell me the news.<br /><br /><br />Rula took a quick bath so it wouldn’t show that she was crying knowing I was waiting for her on the other side of her door. She dressed up to go out and opened the door<br /><br /><br />Me: HUH HUH SH9AAR? *I jumped up cheny yahel*<br /><br /><br />Rula: didn't I tell you were going out yala dress up! I'm gunna be waiting in the car then I'll tell you!<br /><br /><br />Me: ok yala<br /><br /><br />I rushed to my room wore my trainings, and rushed back to the car.<br /><br /><br />Me: YALA SAY!<br /><br /><br />My heart was beating fast, and m y breaths were short.<br /><br /><br />Rula: Khalid<br /><br /><br />Me: ee shfeeh?<br /><br /><br />Rula: he is ok. But he got into a car accident, a really small one and he is doing checkups in the hospital now<br /><br /><br />Me: which hospital? *I was surprisingly calm, really calm*<br /><br /><br />Rula: Hospital X.<br /><br /><br />Me: let's go, now.<br /><br /><br />Rula drove fast to the hospital, but I still didn’t react. We didnt say a word. I was so calm, I kept thanking god and praying that he would be alright. I didn’t shed a tear, not one. We got to the hospital and I walked calmly to the elevator, walked to his room, I found his mother standing outside his room reading qur2an.<br /><br /><br />Um Khalid: hala yumma<br /><br /><br />Me and Rula: hala 5alti…<br /><br /><br />Me: shlonich 5alti inshalla ib 5air?<br /><br /><br />Um Khalid: il7amdillah 3ala kil 7aal ya bnayte<br /><br /><br />Me: mmkin adish?<br /><br /><br />Um Khalid: ee 7abeebty oho nayem, Rula dishi weyaha 7abeebty<br /><br /><br />I turned and looked at them<br /><br /><br />Me: badish brou7y please</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />Rula: ok 7abeebty I'm here for you.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I got into his room, it was a private room. He was sleeping and he had a scar on his shoulder, a broken hand and his legs were wrapped. I went and sat next to him. Held his hand and started to kiss it, my baby, how could you have not told me about this, baby. I fell asleep after 30 minutes.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />TWO HOURS LATER<br /><br /><br />Khalid: lou sima7tai. Ga3d t3awreeny<br /><br /><br />He shook his hand to move it away from me…<br /><br /><br />Khalid: goomai<br /><br /><br />I woke up surprised<br /><br /><br />Me: 7abeeby, Khalid how are you feeling?<br /><br /><br />Khalid: *confused* 5air i5ty? I'm fine, and you are?<br /><br /><br />Me: *stunned* Lama.<br /><br /><br />Khalid: el?<br /><br /><br />Me: X<br /><br /><br />Khalid: I'm sorry but I don’t seem to remember…<br /><br /><br />Me: It's me. Baby it's me! *crying*<br /><br /><br />Khalid: I'm sorry Lama *guilt crept on to him* I was told ena I have memory loss.<br /><br /><br />Me: Khalid no! Not this! Not me! You're not leaving me like this! Remember please ana Lama.<br /><br />Khalid turned his face.<br /><br /><br />Khalid: la 7awla wala 8uwata ila billah. Ya Omy walla I don’t remember, are you my sister? Cousin? Daughter?<br /><br /><br />Me: *crying* no, I'm your baby, your girl, the love of your life, 5a6eebtek<br /><br /><br />Khalid: *there was a tear held in his eyes* I had good taste *choke*<br /><br /><br />Me: baby it's me…<br /><br /><br />Khalid: I'm so sorry Lama, I am wallah, but there is something about you, your eyes, your smile, your smell, come sleep next to me, I want to be close to you, I might remember then…<br /><br /><br />We both slept in each other's arms, with him playing with me hair and my head laid on his chest. But it wasn’t the same now… he isn't my Khalid, he doesn’t remember me, he doesn’t love me, he doesn’t care for me, he is a guy with no memory of me, or of what we meant to each other. And I, on the other hand, was a lifeless girl now, sleeping next to a complete stranger, with a rush of feelings, crying, wanting him to realize it is me. The girl he fell head over heels for.</span><br /></span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6995124634332502382.post-25471258466362591872009-04-11T15:21:00.006+03:002009-04-11T17:19:05.851+03:00Part 43<span style="font-size:130%;">Weeks passed and I missed Khalid, he had a business trip in Dubai, Thailand, Paris and London. He was coming back in 5 days! *sigh* I miss him!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Compose message:<br /><br />Why isn’t Khaloodi thinking about me at this moment? *Shy*<br /><br />1 message received:<br /><br />Because he is busy buying his baby a gift *wink*<br /><br />Compose Message:<br /><br />Ya 7ath your baby, now back to me!!!<br /><br />1 message received:<br /><br />You are my baby<br /><br />Compose message:<br /><br />So you're getting me a gift? *astahbil*<br /><br />1 message received:<br /><br />Yea ;p<br /><br />Compose message received:<br /><br />I miss you! Come back!<br /><br />1 message received:<br /><br />I want to 7abeebty, walla I'm so tired of work!<br /><br />Compose message:<br /><br />Kuwait is so boring without you!<br /><br />1 message received:<br /><br />What's the most thing you miss about me?<br /><br />Compose message:<br /><br />Your lips sucking on mine, u?<br /><br />1 message received:<br /><br />Your hands touching my body…<br /><br />Compose message:<br /><br />U want me?<br /><br />1 message received:<br /><br />More than ever!<br /><br />Compose message:<br /><br />Then come back *SAD*<br /><br />1 message received:<br /><br />Soon baby soon!<br /><br />Compose message:<br /><br />So what have you been doing lately?<br /><br />1 message received:<br /><br />Working u?<br /><br />Compose message:<br /><br />Sleeping! Now?<br /><br />1 message received:<br /><br />Shopping<br /><br />Compose message:<br /><br />For who?<br /><br />1 message received:<br /><br />U;** what are you doing now?<br /><br />Compose message:<br /><br />Driving 3al 5aleej, imazja 7a6a 3abdo, with the windows open.. you need to be here!<br /><br /></strong>No Reply… 10 minutes later<br /><br />Khaloooodi Paris Calling:<br /><br />Khlaid: hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii<br /><br />Me: Hiii khalooodi<br /><br />Khalid: 7abeebty laish 3al ba7ar, az3al…<br /><br />Me: 5ala9 ill go back home, and sleep! *mnafsa*<br /><br />Khalid: nah baby, just make sure guys don’t bother you ok?<br /><br />Me: yea, baby I miss you, where are you…?<br /><br />Khalid: I just got into my hotel room<br /><br />Me: in bed?<br /><br />Khalid: yea baby, bard<br /><br />Me: aye adafeek?<br /><br />Khalid: I wish<br /><br />Me: True…<br /><br />Khalid: huh?<br /><br />Me: u wish hahaha<br /><br />Khalid: haha I do *mwah*<br /><br />Me: hathy 7ag wain?<br /><br />Khalid: your neck<br /><br />Me: bas?<br /><br />Khalid: laa… your chin<br /><br />Me: mm sexy<br /><br />Khalid: gemme a kiss<br /><br />Me: nah<br /><br />Khalid: yala baby<br /><br />Me: la mako<br /><br />Khalid: laish?<br /><br />Me: I want to give you one when you come back, so you can miss it a lot!<br /><br />Khalid: baby, this one will be a secret *whispering* yala 3aad bas baina<br /><br />Me: mmmmmmmwahhhhh<br /><br />Khalid: Fidatich!<br /><br />Me: we3 we3 we3!<br /><br />Khalid: what's wrong?!<br /><br />Me: this ass hole is bothering me!!<br /><br />Khalid: la it6al3een!<br /><br />Me: I'm not!<br /><br />Khalid: wainich?<br /><br />Me: 3ind the stop light malat share3 il ma6a3em<br /><br />Khalid: go straight till he can't turn then you turn ok?<br /><br />Me: ok,,, la7tha… back<br /><br />Khalid: baby ok?<br /><br />Me: ok baby!!<br /><br />We talked about random things for a while, and about our families coming back in a couple of weeks, his work, my university, everything!<br /><br />20 minutes later, I was at home…<br /><br />Khalid: hmm, bardana?<br /><br />Me: ee I'm in bed<br /><br />Khalid: Nawmeeny<br /><br />Me: w ana?<br /><br />Khalid: intai shenu baba?<br /><br />Me: minu ynawemny?<br /><br />Khalid: ana<br /><br />Me: shlone?<br /><br />Khalid: ill show you, but you start first…<br /><br />Me: ok,,, There was once a boy….<br /><br />I told him a childish story for around 8 minutes…<br /><br />Whispering!!<br /><br />Me: aloo<br /><br />Me: Khaloodi<br /><br />Me: baby<br /><br />Me: 7ayatii<br /><br />Beep beep boop baap beep *pushing random numbers*<br /><br />Then I realized that he tricked me into helping him fall asleep and I was all alone, and all I heard was…<br /><br />*SNOOOOOOOOOOR SNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOR SNOOOOOOOOOOOR*<br /><br />Me: goodnight *mwah*<br /><br />Beep Beep Beep<br /><br />I woke up the next day to find 2 messages from Khalid<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Message 1 (4 am):<br /><br />Baby I'm so sorry I wanted to tell you this cute story bas wallah I'm so tired and I fell asleep…;**<br /><br />Message 2 (8:20 am):</strong><br /></span><strong><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">I bet you are sleeping right now and I'm in a boring meeting! I wish I was next to you cause baby I would suck your lips, I would bite them slowly I would hold your ass so tight, I would take of your clothes slowly, I want you so bad…</span></strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br />It was 4 pm now; I heard noise in my bathroom it was probably the maid washing it up.<br /><br />4:30pm<br /><br />Uff when is she gunna finish I need to pee<br /><br />I barged into my bathroom, there was no one I was probably imaging it, so I ran and sat on the toilet seat and started to happily pee when…<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Khalid jumped out of my shower!<br /><br />Me: <span style="color:#ffff00;">FUK FUK FUK FUK SHYAYBEK! U SCARED ME! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH KHALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII GEEEEEEEEEET OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT</span><br /><br />Khalid: la !<br /><br />Me: who let you in?! you were coming in 5 days!<br /><br />Khalid: dashait min il ma6ba5, and I cut it short *he kissed my forehead*<br /><br />Me: *I hid my head between my knees still peeing btw* tawne ga3da, and I look so bad get out!<br /><br />Khalid: your beautiful baby<br /><br />Me: get out lemme wash up!<br /><br />Tara what was happening didn’t sink in! Shako in my bathroom!!!!!!<br /><br />I washed up and got out of the bathroom to find him in his boxers, he carried my onto my bed, placed me on my back and sat on top of me.<br /><br />Me: the door!<br /><br />Khalid: I locked it<br /><br />Me: I want u!<br /><br />Khalid: shhh<br /><br />BTW we were both JUST in our lower underwear!!!<br /><br />He pulled my hair back, started to suck on my neck, then slowly down to my breasts, I was aroused. He started to suck each one slowly then more forcefully; I pulled him away and threw him on his back. Now I wanted control over his body…<br /><br />Khalid: U want it?<br /><br />Me: yea<br /><br />Khalid: it's all yours<br /><br />I shamelessly put my hand into his boxers and got his out. I slowly played with it using my hands and looked at his face expressions, he was liking it, so I went down to it and started to play around with it using my tongue, he started to pant heavily, and I sucked harder, he pulled me up to his lips, started to kiss me vigorously, he put his hand on his, continued what I started and slowly came, as we kissed his lips would stop to moan and I would suck on his lower lip.<br /><br />Me: done?<br /><br />Khalid: yea, baby I love you, you're so hot<br /><br />Me: what about me<br /><br />Khalid: what about you?<br /><br />Me: don’t I get a little licking?<br /><br />Khalid: wain tabeen?<br /><br />I looked down, giving him a hint…</span>lamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12733867707211374576noreply@blogger.com24