To Hold & To Have [3]

Me: "umm, yea nisait jan6ity"

3abdula: "ahaa, 3ad it9adgeen baghait anabish feeha hehe 7ady malgouf!"


Me: "Hehe mafeeha shay bs my mobile w booky w my perfume" i said while taking my bag and walking away.


3abdula: "waiin ray7aa? gi3daay 5ansoulif minzimaan ma soulafna" shhal myanaa? we never talked shinu minzimaan ma soulafna.

Me: "laa sry magdaar, my mom is waiting for me in the car"

3abdula: "ooh, okay byee"

Me: "byee"

AAAAHH!! these were the best 20 seconds of my life!!!

I went back to the car with a wide smile across my face. on our way home i sang with every song i knew that played on the radio.
When i got home one of the songs were still stuck in my mind.

Me: "buut i noow this cruush aiint goingg awaay aay aaaaay"

3aisha: "REEMA CHUBAAY"

Me: "3awaash eyaniin!"

3aisha: "haw minuu?"

Me: "3abdula!"

3aisha: "umbaay sha5bary 3abdula! 5ubree fy minzimaaan"

Me: "eeh, he changed so much! ta5ayilaay 3awaash i heard him asking a grl called sara 3any, he called her SAROUNTY!"

3awaash: "SAROUNTY? we have to find out who she is! we have a new case on our hands!"

To Hold & To Have [2]

Ugh!! why'd he have to go?

"Reema 7abeebty yeebay na'6aratiy min il ghurfa il thanya"

"enshala 5alty"

I got up and went to get her glasses, i passed the bathrooom and heard a voice saying "sarounty, t3arfeen wa7da isimha reem el ***** ib madristich?"

OH MY GOD! is it 3abdula? is he talking about me? that means he noticed me! wait, SAROUNTY? is that his girlfriend or something?

ma 7asait ib nafsy peeking into the room. suddendly he stopped talking and looked at me. My reflexes kicked in and i quikly walked away. I got the glasses and went back, gave the glasses to 5alty and sat down. A few seconds later he returned, i pretended not to look at him but i could feel him looking at me.

me thinking; *sarounty? who could that be? there is a thousand sara's in our school. who could it be? i have to find out, but how? why would he ask her about me? wetha she nows me, then what?*

my mom: "yala i7na masheen, 6awalna 3alaikum."

one of 5alaty: "ma3a il salama, zoureena akthar, mu bil sina 7sina"

my mom: "hehe, inshalaa! ma3asalama 3abdula salim 3ala umik"

3abdula: "you9al, ma3asalama reema"

YOU THINK YOUR SO INNOCENT? ugh i7ur!

Me: "ma3asalama"

6ala3na w re7na il sayara.

Me: "weeehhhh, nisait jan6itiy da5el!"

"weh! rou7ay yeebeeha bser3a, kany na6ritiich"

why? WHY did i have to forget my bag? When i entered, 5alaty were still there, but not 3abdula. ashwa.

one of 5alaty: "haw shfeech radaitay?"

Me: "nisaiit jan6ity!"

i looked around, but my bag wasnt there. I must have forgotten it in the other room while getting the glasses. i went to the room, lo and behold 3abdula was sittinig on the sofa doing nuthing. shasawee? bas adar3im w a5eth my bag w arou7? or just make a run for it, grab my bag and run away?

3abdula: "reema..?"

To Hold & To Have [1]

"Reema goumay badlay gabel la nit2a5aar"

"Enshala yuma"

i walked to my room and opened my closet, and just stood there staring at the pile of clothes indescriminated inside. I dug through my clothes till i found the trainingsuit i was looking for. I put it on and walked to the mirror. Oh shit, i guess its another bad hair day.

"Yuma, mabee arou7 shakly 5ayes!"

"Haw! laa laa ish7alatiich chinich il ba5aat, yala rou7ay il sayara w kany yayitich"

Sluggishly i went to the car and sat in the passenger seat. Shortly after my mom came and sat in the drivers seat. She started the car, and off we went.

"3ad it9adgeen reema, minzimaan ma shift 5alaty, bs inshoufhum min 3eed lai 3eed"

"eeh, 5ubree feehum minzimaan. yuma, minu bikoun hnaak?"

"No-one really, 5alaty il thintain"

"ooh"

Thats all we said on our way there. When we got there ma7aad kan bil 9alaa but all the lights were all on.

"5ALTYY??" my mom called for them.

"kanaa yayeen, la7'6a shwaya, hal driiya yaninouna, sa3a 3ala ma ni93ad w nanzel. rwailatna 3awerouna"

My mom told me to go help them down the stairs. As i walked to them i recognised that there was 3 people instead of 2, haw mu chena umy galat makaan fy a7ad ghair 5alaty? i didnt really care about who it was, so i just helped them down the stairs.

"weehh mashkoura 7abeebty, asfa ta3abnaach, shinsawee ba3ad il kubur shaiin" said 1 of my 5alaat.

"shda3wa, 3adyy"

we all sat in the 9alaa. awaal ma ga3adt chan 3awaash my sis dazatly msg, while i was too buzy texting her back i heard a guys voice w my mom greeting him.

"halaa 5alty"

"3ABDULAA? wehh ya7lailiik kubaart, walla ma 3araftiik! shlounik?"

"hehe! b5air il 7imdilla"

Baiiihh sha5baryy 3abdula! hes my moms cousin. but i think hes as old as me, or a year older. elmuhim ana ma rifa3t rasy. All i remember about him was that he was kind off chubby.
After sending the message ,i looked up.

NOO NOO! noway hatha 3abdula! minu hatha el walaad? wait, he has 3abdulas hazel eyes and tanned skin. It must be him! i never thought anyone can change that much! All the fat was replaced with muscles! he must work out, i thought to my self.

i sat there staring at him for a few seconds, noo noo even minutes maybe! i dont think he recognised my exsistence in the room because he didnt look at me! not even once. The exact oppisite of me, i didnt look at anyone else but him. Suddenly he just got up and went, i couldnt really see where he went because my mom was blocking my view. Inshalaa he didnt leave, ma kamalt my staring;(!

FIRST POSSTT!!!

YAY! first post;D! bas bagoul my plans about all this, im just guna be anonymous cuz a7sanly, i really love writting bs i hate grammar, so thats the place to let all my imagination run wild without caring about the grammar.

The story is called "To Hold & To Have" ..hope ya'll like it;*