Part 8b- its my life

hello lovely readers;**

sorry for the short post yesterday i couldnt concentrate and write instead i went and annoyed my big brothers by shouting in the house and fooling around... walla 7asait iny yahil ams i couldnt sleep until one of my brothers zafny ;( bs i was still hyper fa gal "yahil mahma tikbireen hathy intay".....hehe

i was going to post when i first woke up but i didnt lana i didnt see any comments..
wain il comments blogger sayir mayet no one is commenting;(

anyways inshalla this post is long enough







i got into my room and changed and got into bed ready to sleep.

*knock knock*

m7amad:mno??

mum: ana ya yumma ba6il il bab.

m7amad: tifathilay yumma maftoo7 il bab.

she came in and sat on the couch.
mum: haa ma nimt...

m7amad: laa ba3ad shway anam.

mum: inzain ma giltliy, shno 8arart??

m7amad: 3an shno...

mum: dalal.

hhmph when she said her name i remembered the picture and the guy so i sighed deeply... and started thinking.. what should i do..

mum: haw shfeek?

m7amad: halla.... la2 maku shay..

mum: inzain 7abeeby ma giltly shrayik ib dalal... imwafi8 3aliaha??

i smiled
m7amad: ee yumma ana imwafi8...

mum: 9ij il7amdilla il7een adig 3ala omha oo agoolaha bs ba3dain lazem nan6ir rad dalal inshoof itha imwaf8a..
the smile on my mums face and seeing her this happy made me feel happy.

m7amad: ee 3ad goolelaha la it6awil bl tafkeer..
i said with a cheeky smile on my face

mum: hahaha haa shitfakir feeh... inshalla bagoolaha tgool 7ag dalal ina m7amad mayet yabeech oo moo gadir yan6ir ay digeega oo ohwa bidoonich... haha yalla ti9ba7 3ala 5air..

m7amad: yumma bas 3addy ta36eenha ra8my gabel la iy9eer ay shay rasmy aby at3araf 3alaiha akthar..

mum: ee agoolaha bs 3ad itha ihya rithat..

m7amad: mashkoora ya a7la oom bl denya..
i got up and kissed her forehead

mum: ee a3arf 7arakatik hathy... good night

i laughed and my mother left my room i went back to my bed and started thinking about what to do.....




DALAL

the next day next day my mama called om m7amad and informed her iny imwaf8a 3alla m7amad and gave her my number lana m7amad kan yaby iy7acheeny ib mawthoo3.

that night i got a call from an unknown number i thought it might be m7amad so i answered

dalal: aloo

: aloo

dalal: halla

: halla dalal ana m7amad.. shlonich?

dalal: im good. how about you?

m7amad: ib5air il7amdilla..

i was soo shy for some reason
what should i say.. or is he going to say something... he probably has something to say hes the one that called... akeed biygool shay... uff yalla mita byit7acha...

*awkward silence*

m7amad: umm dalal 3indy mawthoo3 lazem a5ith rayich feeh..

dalal: is anything wrong??
i asked worried

m7amad: laa2, la it7ateen nothings wrong i just need to talk to you.... but not on the phone..

dalal: sorry but i dont think my parents will let me meet you in public alone...
its true even though their open minded i dont think they will let me go out with him.

m7amad: please dalal i have somthing very important to say and its for your own good.

dalal: ok il ask mama...

m7amad: laa2 dalal please 3ashany dont tell your mum, we can meet early in the morning at starbucks or anywhere you like...
his voice sounded very anxious like there was something he needed to say i couldnt say no anyways we are getting married soon.

dalal: ok but i cant go out without my parents permission.. what should i tell them?

m7amad: well you could tell them that your going out with one of your friends and let her meet you there...

dalal: okay. but were do we meet?

m7amad: iynasbich starbucks 3dailiya at 10.

dalal: okay but i have a lecture at 10

m7amad: so maybe before your lecture at 9.

dalal: okay...
for some reason i was very shy from him and nervous that im meeting up with him.... but i still didnt feel butterflies in my stomach like i use to feel when i talked to jassim...

m7amad: stop saying okay..haha...

dalal: ok... hehe walla bl '3ala6..

m7amad: so see you tomorrow..

dalal: inshalla but i will tell mama and send you a message to inform you if she approved..

m7amad: laaaah2... cant i hear your voice again... dont send a message call me ma shiba3t mn 9outich...


waaay laa2 am i blushing and feeling shy again.... noo il moshkilla i quckly tun red.

m7amad: aloo..

dalal: haa2... halla kany mawjooda.

m7amad: 3ayal shgiltay??

dalal: m7amad its getting kind of late...
i said in a low voice 7addy mista7ya mina.

m7amad: haha mista7ya miny..
it was more like stating then asking..

dalal: hehe laa shaku..

m7amad: 3ayal yalla go ask your mum and then call me i wanna hear your voice again..

dalal: m7amaad
i whined in a low voice inhy 7addy mista7ya

m7amad: 3yoona.. please just call me and say yes or no oo ba3dain siday il telephone...

dalal: fine

m7amad: ok then bye

dalal: bye


so i went to mama and informed her that i will be leaving early tomorrow to have breakfast with jazzi and razan. she doesnt mind me going out but she likes to know if im going out... i mean its okay with her if i go out with jazzi and razoona without telling her she doesnt say anything because we have been friends for years and she knows their parents very well.


so i went back to my room and called m7amad and did as he said...

m7amad: halla walla...
he sounded very cheerfull

dalal: yes.. bye

m7amad: ti9bi7een 3alla alf 5air

dalal: winta min ahla...


i closed the phone happy but still thinking about jassim... i mean im liking m7amad more every time i talk to him but im having doubts... what if i cant stop thinking about jassim. i mean m7amad is a great guy and i enjoyed our little conversation, but he doesnt make me feel the same way jassim does. i really dont know what to do. i love jassim and always will, but he simple left. m7amad is not jassim so i cant love him the way i loved jassim. hmmph im going to forget about jassim for a while and think about m7amad... well he made me feel good while talking. but what does he want to tal about it seems like he has something important to say, but what could it be i really have no idea..


i slept that night with a heavy head full of thoughts with no answers...







hope you liked it...
remember this is only half a post so dont say its short;p
o yeah and i didnt re read this time and i wrote it quicly so im sure there are tones of mistakes.. so please ingnore them if you spot any;D
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Part 8a- its my life

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when i opened it i found out it was a picture of dalal with a dark skinned guy sitting next to her at a restaurant...
i didnt know what to think at this moment should i believe my eyes or should i talk to her and see what she says... walla many 3arif shasawy...

so i went back home and found my mother, sisters and little brother in the living room ga3at ma3ahom shway im a family person a7ib ag3ad ma3a il ahal astanas 3alla ga3dat il ahal yom ga3at ma3ahom i forget about dalal and the guy oo shalfathom.

mum: hahaha allah yig6a3 soalfik bu m7amad.

sara(m7amads sister): hehe ana di5t baroo7 anam.

m7amad: hahaha yumma walla ga3ditich ma tinmal bs ilyom ga3id imbacher oo bacher 3indy dawam.

mum: yalla 3ayal 7abaybe ti9bi7oon 3alla 5air.

me and sara: wintay min ahla.

so me and sara my younger sister headed to the stairs. she was walking in front of me.

m7amad: saroo akher wa7id yis3ad 7mar...
i shouted and pushed her out of my way and started running up the stairs but before i could even run sara jumped on me and was clinging on to my back.... i was trying to get her off and get upstairs first so both of us were shouting...

sara: hahaha ana bas3ad gabel...
she shouted

m7amad: laa2 walla oo ana a9eer il 7mar.. a9lan ma tigdarain itfoozen 3al champion..
i shouted back

3ogob il im3afar dazait sara off my back and run up stairs and she ran after me...

m7amad: hahahaha 7mara
i shouted while pointing at her

sara: LAAAAAA2 YOU CHEATED YOU PUSHED ME MAY9EER INTA IL 7MAR...

my older sister came upstairs...

nouf(older sister):7amdilla wil shikir shfeekom it9ar5oon chinkom yahal.

m7amad: la2na moo rathya inha sarat 7marra...hahaha

sara: chathab nouf tara ohwa ily 5isar...

nouf: weeeh mal 5ilgkom baroo7 dary.

m7amad: ee haman ana maly 5ilgha baroo7 anam haha...
so i headed to my room while sara was shouting

sara: cheater..


i got into my room and changed and got into bed ready to sleep.


*knock knock*






kilish many gadra arakiz oo aktib mn kithir ma i hyper oo many gadra adish mood writing soo i promis tomorrow morning awal ma agoom i will write a post;D
HAHAHA WHEN EVER I WRITE M7AMAD I WRITE M7AMAS LOOL LANA IL S YAM IL A YAM IL D HEHEHE... EXCUSE MY SPELLING ERRORS AND TYPOES LANA I HATE CHECKING AND RE READING;P

UNTIL TOMORROW I KNOW YOU LOVE ME XOXO GOSSIP GIRL...HEHEHE WAYEEEEED IM9ADGA... WAAAY BASY GARGA BAROO7 A2ATHY O5OY AND RACE HIM UPSTAIRS MITHIL SARA AND M7AMAD...LOL

cirque du soleil

As you all know the famous french cirque in las vages cirque du soleil and the moscow cirque came to kuwait and there were two shows i think. one was on thursday and the other was yesterday, and lucky me i got to go yesterday with my brother, cousin and his wife and two other cousins;p my cousin got us the tickets but they werent the VIP tickets but i still didnt care..

awal shay the moscow cirque preformed and then cirque du soleil bs bainhom kan ako facha 30 minutes.
honestly the moscow cirque ma kan wayed 7iloo it was boring at times and people were leaving. 7adda 3ady nafs all the other cirques you watch on tv...
bs cirque du soleil kan 7addaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa 3ajeeeeeeeeeeeeb their show i loved it from the lighting to the graphics background and their stunning preformances... walla if they ever come to kuwait again or have any other show i would go again lana 7addhooom iywansoon oo 7arakathom 3ajeeeeeba.. they preformed one of their shows called "O" but not all of it for some reason maybe because they didnt have all the equipment they needed i dont know....
kan wayeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed za7ma oo lo3at chabd it took us 15 minutes or so 3ashan na9fi6 oo lama dashaina we found out ina there are no seat numbers so first come first serve, so the seats were all messed up and za7ma and it took us a while 3ashan inlagy 5 good seats yam ba3ath...... oo kan wayeeeed bard i literally froze and was shaking from how cold it was lana the show was outside it wasnt inside a tent or anything and they didnt even say that in the tickets or even in their advertisments...
7adda il show kan unorganized oo kan ako people outside selling tickets in the parking lot oo kan il wath3 ma2sat, 7adda moo imnathmeena 3adil..
hathail pics from today bs moo wayed wath7een:



bs i hade fun oo na9ee7a if they come to kuwait again you have to go wayed 7iloo 3arth'hom;p
il post pics that i took in the show inshalla later on when i use the other laptop lana their not on this one.. bs il 9ooar moo wath7een kilish the only thing you can see is the crowd...

mno ra7?? and what did u think of it?


inshalla il post part of the story tonight;p

Part 7- its my life

Hello(a)

first of all im veeeeeeeeeeeeeery sorry x100 that i took a long time to post bs walla ive been busy with 3id and the internet still doesnt work so im still using my brothers e-go!!

waay i missed blogger wayed ashyaa2 sarat..

many garga wayed so enjoy;p







"yumma shno bitgoolenly 3an"
i smiled back

"m7amad..."
she said then she smiled and paused. at this point she looked to serious it scared me could he have rejected me?? I was confused.

"ee shfeeh??"
i asked impatiently

"ohwa imwafi8 oo yaby rayich"
She said with a smile on her face while staring right into my eyes

i didnt say anything i was too shy... like what am i supposed to say. so i was just standing there staring at at my mum with a smile plastered on my face... in other words tana7t ib wayh omy becuause i couldnt believe what i just heard.

"haw shfeech chithy tana7tay....hehehe"

"hmm....haa..laa2....maku shay"

"i take it that you have no problem and you dont mind and that you like m7amad"

"mamaaa.... shno like.. i dont even know him that well"

"so you dont want him...ook il call them and inform them"
she said quickly and started looking for her phone.....what why... why does she look like she is holding back her laughter.. but what..

"laaaaaa2... yumma ana ma gilt ma abeeh.."

"ha 3ayal tabeenah"
she said while moving her eyebrows up and down.

"yummaaa baaaas"

"hahaha.... ok 5ala9"
she was laughing

"yumma shno hal 7arakat baaas 9ayra chinich 3azooz"

"hehehe shfeech ga3ad a6africh....ee 9ij m7amad gal yaby iykalmich ib sha'3la oo iyshoofich gabel ma iy9eer ay shay official."




M7amad

two days ago kint bl dewaniya chan i get a call from an unknown number so i answered

"aloo"

"aloo..ma3ay m7amad ilflani"

"ee na3am o5oy mno ma3ay?"
who could it be his voice wasnt even familiar

"moo lazem it3arf ana mno... bas ba'3ait agoolik sha'3la mohima"

"which is??"
ok what is going on who is he and what does he want

"wa5er 3an dalal a7sanlik... tara ihya ma ti9la7lik oo ana 3indy 9ooar ihya im9awra ma3ay oo ashyaa2 tathbitlik inha ma tabeek oo ina ahalha 8a9beenha 3alaik... fa wa5er 3anha a7sanlik" beeb beeb beeb

and he shut the the phone...


ok i didnt get anything he just said i sat there staring at my phone and wondering what he actually means... how does he know her..... she doesnt seem like that type of girl and when i meet her she was very shy, she wouldnt talk, she would only answer my questions so im sure she is not that type of girl... hmm maybe he stalks her... or could he be her boyfriend and her parents are forcing her to get married.. but she doesnt seem like that type of girl... she couldnt be that type of girl im sure... hmm i dont know what to belive anymore... i need to find out who he is and what he wants soon....

"7amood, shfeek mn sadait il telephone o int shaklik mi3tifis 3asa ma shar?"

"laa2 yousef maku shay.... yalla ana asta2thin lazem amshy waray dawam bacher."

"shda3wa ig3ad shway taw ilnass"

"laa2 ma 3alaih inshalla il marra il yayya....yalla faman allah"

6ala3t mn il dewaniya oo ri7t barkab sayarty chan ashoof this white envelope on the front window of my car... ri7t shilta and on the envelope it says "m7amad"
at this point i had no clue what it could be.... or who it could be from...
so i decided to open it....

i ripped the top of the envelope because it was tapped...

when i opened it i found out it was a....












what do you think it could be???
ee sa7 sorry its not colored but i dont know whats wrong font options dont show... i dont know whats wrong with it or maybe its because im not using e-explorer (lana mo rathy yishti'3il on my laptop) im using mozilla firefox its better... do you know what i could do so that i would be able to put color next time...

3ad kathroo comments ive noticed hal ayam there are less commenters...

love you all;**

3eedkom imbarak;**

awal shay 3eedkom imbarak oo 3asakoom min 3awada!!
so how is your 3id what did you do??

let me tell you about 2 mawa8if kind of a7rijony ilyom...

first situation- well isib7 at around 11 kil il 7areem ga3deen ib 9alat il isti8bal and all the men kanaw ga3deen bl dewaniya ily barra because they had guests.... 3ad allah iysalimkom noona and he 2 best cousins are always late fa yom dashaina il isti8bal salamna 3ala il 7areem (3amaty, 7areem 3amami, girl cousins, oo nisabatna fa ya3ny all very close, bs mashalla wayeeeeeeeeeeeed) yom ga3adna shway chan my aunt asks itha salamna 3ala 3amami lana we just arrived and we havent seen them, fa galatlina "roo7aw salmaw 3alaihom ohma bl dewaniya, oo il riyayeel ily bl dewaniya bas 3amamkom oo 3yalhom" fa according to 3amity maku a7ad '3areeb bl dewaniya.. so allah iysalimkom me and my 2 cousins went to the dewaniya outside and dashaina i was the last one to enter. and to my suprise the dewaniya was packed with guys..most of them shabab, we knew some of them and i guess the rest that we didnt know were my cousins friends and my 5 uncles and their friends uff kan 7ada za7ma and men were still coming in... 3ad 3amity kanat gayla ina the men in the dewaniya were only the close ones oo ina il kil 6ala3 fa maku a7ad. when we entered all eyes were on us fashlla killa riyayeel waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayed ma in3arifhom. so i7na ibser3a salamna 3ala 3amamna oo 6alana straight away and on the way out i could see my cousins ily wayed im6ay7a il meyana ma3ahom yith7ikoon 3ala ashkalna kil wa7da wayha a7mar oo mista7ya...

ana 3ady im use to guys lana i have 3 brothers and no sister oo baitna killa guys lana my cousins always come over.. so 3ady ana 3indy hal maw8if bs ista7ayt lana all eyes were on us and faj2a the dewaniya went quite when we entered....



Seconed situation- after having dinner with all of my uncles, aunts, and cousins (including guys and girls) il kil kan ta3ban oo mitsad7een oo ana weya my girl cousins ga3deen bl 9ala il small maku a7ad bas i7na oo kina 7adna fa9leen kil wa7da kishatha ishkobirha sarat min il 7oosa oo kil il heels are pilled up and the door was closed fa ma5theen ra7atna 3al a5er ily kil wa7da minsad7a on a couch oo ily ga3ad targi9... so faj2a on tv 6la3ad da3ayat "naby 3idiya, 3a6oona 3ideya" im sure you all know it... il mohim ina faj2a kilina gimna oo gimna nargi9 oo yom 5ali9at we started singing " hala 3amy sha5barik, halla ib 5alti il 3azeeza dara3tich 3ajeeba.........." and we started acting up o ba3dain in'3any naby 3ideya 3a6oona 3ideya oo kil wa7da targi9...
ma wa3aina ila inshoof il bab maftoo7 o my guys cousins 3 wagfeen 3ind il door iy6al3oona oo yith7ikoon... fashlaaa ana wayed miyana weya my cousins guys and girls bs moo ya3ny 3ady argi9 jidamhom oo chithy fa i7na ihny kil il banat iwgifaw ib mokanhom oo tani7aw ya3ny shinsawy... fashlaaaaaaaaaaa 3ad kil wa7da fa9la oo il kisha ishkobirha oo the guys were laughing real hard chan my cousin 6alal gal " walla kisartoo 5a6ry leh hal daraja taboon 3ayadi, yuba ana bawazi3 3alaikom 3ayadi" and he started laughing at us but in the end he gave each of us 5 kd even though he doesnt even work he is uni.. we werent that many though we were only 5.....
loool walla kanat ashkalna filim...



so anything interesting happend this 3id with you??


sorry for typoes 7addy day5a o maly 5ilg i read what i wrote ga3da imbacher today oo ma nimt il 3a9ir...
and inshalla il post a part of the story soon

love you all;**

Part 6- its my life

dedicated to the best and amazing Darliam and Girl with the petite appetite;*

hathy 3ideyat all my followers and commenters and silent readers;p

love you all if it weren’t for all of your comments and support from everyone I wouldn’t have continued writing this story. Love you all;** mwaah;p

and its NOT A TRUE STORY

                                                                                                          

"umm.... marzoog whats turkis family name?"

i could hear marzoogs voice in the background " turki alflani.... laish?"

"madry.... dalool isma turki alflani......... bs laish??"

"omg bye i'll talk to you later.."

and i shut the phone

"jazzi........ they have the same family name.... they must be brothers or cousins"

i said with tears in my eyes remembering the good times.

"okay... so they have the same family name and live in the same area and have the same looks.... so what?... and why are you crying daloola.... your tears wont help and so what if they are relatives that wont change anything....."

"i know..... b- but im sure theres a reason for w-..... why he... he left.."

"dalool stop crying walla il bachi wont do you any good and if there was a reason that idiot would have told you... he is an ass for leaving you with no reason. he is just like all the other guys he is a player. its about time you stop crying when anything remindes you of him.... oh yeah and remember m7amad"

she said with a smile while wiggling her eyebrows   

i smiled back with tears in my eyes when i remembered that i might get married to m7amad.... but i really do miss jassim and wish that I could get married to him and not marry m7amad regardless of all the pain he caused me.

"i have just the song for you... wait"

she turned on her cd and shuffled until she got to the song she wanted

Go hard, today 

The past is the past, you know
Can't worry bout the past cause that ye-sterday 

It's a new day bro
Ima put it on the line cause it's my time 

My day, gotta do it now

(i love this song isimha its my time by fabolous ft jeremih)  

i smiled back at her once i heared the song..misa7t dmoo3y and i blew my nose... the rest of the ride was silent.. jazzi kept repeating this song over and over again..hehehe i just love this girl she is the best..

"the past is the past i get it zuzzi...hehe"

"weeeh sha5bari the last time someone called me zuzzi was like ages ago.. remember our old stupid nicknames..hehe."

"ee waay kinaa 7adna yahal oo soalif il madrisa in class"

we continued chatting we both live in the same area.

we reached my house

"daloola forget about that ass and never think about him... hehehe think about your future husband m7amad..."

she wiggled her eyebrows and pursed her lips..

"chub ya 7marra.. tafkeerich killa chithy..hehe... yalla bye love"

"bye loolii"

i entered the house and no one was home so i headed to my room and entered the bathroom, took my clothes of, hopped into the shower, turned on the warm water, and soaked my self with the warm water and then washed my hair with strawberry and berries scent shampoo my favorite. then i scrubbed my body with the body shop strawberry body scrub. once i was done i hopped out of the shower and wraped a towel around my body. i put my hand on the key to unlock the door but it was opened. I wasn’t surprised when I found it unlocked…. hehe i must have forgotten to lock the door...

thats a habit of mine i never lock my bathroom door because no one enters my bathroom apart from me so no need to lock it. even when im at jazzi or razzans house i forget to lock the bathroom door…. they know that i never lock the door because im always in a hurry..hehe

so i walked out of the bathroom to my closet room that was opened to my room and found my mum sitting on the bed smiling..

"hi mama"

i smiled back

"halla ya omy.. yalla badlay ibsir3a o ta3alay dary bagoolich sha'3la"

"ok"

what does she want to talk about om my god im so worried she looked serious but she looked happy her look confused me....hmmm what could it be. i quickly pulled out a pair of matching underwear and bra i went to my pajamas closet and pulled out the first pj's i saw and quickly put them on then i blow dried my hair so it was now wavy messy and finally headed to my mothers room.

i got in and found her sitting on their couch watching tv.

"ta3alay gi3day"

and she smiled

"yumma shno bitgoolenly 3an"

i smiled back

"m7amad..."

she said then she smiled and paused. at this point she looked to serious it scared me could he have rejected me?? I was confused.

"ee shfeeh??"

i asked imaptiently

                                                                                                              

any ideas??

Part 5- its my life

hello;**

sorry for taking so long... its because our wireless is going crazy and it stopped working so i couldnt post... and its still not working so im using my brothers e-go!!

so enjoy

this post is dedicated to my one and only ANONY 22

                                                                                                         


the three of us stood there staring at each other in the parking lot...



"umm..... so what are you waiting for"
turki broke the silence

"haa umm... nothing but your sitting at the very back of the car"
i answered him with an evil smile

"oooh really.... inzain ma 3alaih bs shno sayartich?"

"moo sayarti.."

"sayarti and its an X5"

she said while smilling

"inzain yalla"

and we headed to the car while turki was behined us
once we reached the car jazzi got into the drivers seat, i got into the passengers seat while turki got into the back seat.

i looked back and found turki sitting behined my seat

"your suppose to sit in the very back"

i said in a serious voice trying to hold back my laughter

"mn 9ijich intay"
he said while laughing

"eee wall mn 9ijna"

"inzain shlon ag3ad warra?"

"3ady.... ishga7 warra oo taraba3 bl trunk"

i smiled and lifted my eyebrows

"la2 walla maly 5ilg"

" inzain, 3ayal mi7na masheen lain ma itrid warra"

"hehe....... ok yalla mashy barid warra.... ma agdar 3alaikom"

turki turned to face the back and put his legs on the chair and lifted his upper body and pushed himself into the back seat. once he fellin the back he sat up and crossed his legs and fixed the way he was sitting and faced us. i must say he was very tall so his head was hitting the top of the car and he was crouched.

at this point me and jazzi couldnt stop our selves from laughing because we were not serious about him having to sit in the trunk we were just fooling around. we wanted to see if he would actually go to the back.

"hahahahahaha"
me and jazzi were laughing hysterically

"ee ee thi7kaw.. moo ana athi7ik... haa"
he said staring at us with a smile on his face

"ee.. hehe i7na ma kan mn 9ijna..hahaha"

thats all jazzi managed to say in between laughing

"7ilfaw"
he asked suprised and lifted both his eyebrows

"hahaha.... walla bs 5ala9 may9eer itrid jidaam.... yalla jazzi 7arkay tara ta2a5arna"
i said while still laughing
jazzi started the car and and headed towards the parking exit

"hahaha... inzain mashy il mohim arid il bait.."

"wait mno gal binridik il bait?"

haa shfeha 3ayal wain  binwaddeh.. i looked at her confused and she winked at me so i realized she was fooling around..

"by the way i saw you wink"

"hehe... so where is your house"

"qurtoba..."

"ooh thats not too far from where we live"

"aaa7 rasy... inaaas iyba62oon bl mo6aba ma iydooson"

i turned around just to see turki with his hands on his head... hahaha he looked funny he is really a nice guy.

"well im not like the rest of the people im unique.. i dont slow down in street bumps..hehehe"

"mashy"

"hahaha... 7aram kisart 5a6ry, 5ala9 moo lazim tig3ad warra, and by the way we were not serious when we told you to sit in the back we were just kidding"

"ee ana shdarany 3ankoom"
 he hopped back to the seats in the middle

the rest of the ride was silent once we reached qurtoba galina ingi6a bl jam3iya 3ashan he can go home walking because his house was a minute away, lana moo 7ilwa ib 7agna ay a7ad mn ahala iyshoofon as he said he has 3 brothers and a sister and his uncle and uncles wife along with thier 2 sons and 1 daughter live with them.

so we dropped him at the co-op.

i must say jam3iyat qurtoba brought back a few old memories because jassims house was in qurtoba and when ever i meet him we would first meet up at the co-op and he would follow me until we got to our spot or he would walk from home to the co-op as he said it was a minuite away and he would drive my car around. we never ever went to  a public place together as kuwait is very small and everyone knows each other. we ussually only meet up at our spot on the beach or drive around in his car or my car or at the mamsha.... turki sort of reminds me of jassim they have the same looks and they live in the same area........wait

"oh my god"
i said out loud

"what shfeech?"

"i remember once jassim told me that the house he lives in was his uncles house, because their house is being built"

"umm.. and sooooo?"

jazzi asked me confused

"and so does turki"

"soooo what?"

"and they have the same looks..."

"ok aaand... get to the point"

"maybe they live in the same house and they might be brothers or cousins"

"how could you be soo sure?"

"im not"

"ok so whats turkis family name?"

"umm i dont know "

"ooh yeah lets call razzan and ask her she might still be with marzoog.."

"ooh yeah"

 

so i dialed her number and waited impatiently as she picked it up after the third ring

"aloo"

"hey razzona u still with marzoog"

"yeah were on our way to my house..why?"

"i just have a qustion"

"shoot"

"whats turkis family name?"

                                                                                              

so what do you think could they or could they not be relatives...

sorry this post is not as long as the rest bs 7addy day5a oo malli 5ilg aktib
and again sorry for mistakes maly 5ilg i check it.;p

hope you liked it;**
xoxo

Part 4- its my life

How are my lovely readers;*

i LOOOOOOOVE your comments they just make my day;D
3ad kathroo min hal commentat il 7ilwa;p
and btw i answer all your comments in the comment box if you dont already know that!!

im VEEEERY sorry for Taking soo long inshalla ma a3eedha...lol

this post is veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeery long
enjoy 7abaybeei;**

ee and one last thing.... 7ADY MISHTAYA RISOTTO MAL NINO;P

                                                                                                            

Dalal

its been 3 days and we still didnt get a call from om m7amad yet... my mum says its ok because usually people take a week or so to think. im not really in love with m7amad yet, but i think he is nice and i would consider him as a husband. i think that there is a possibility that i would fall real hard for him if i give him a chance. wrapping it all up i dont mind marring m7amad because he is such an awsome, sweet, carring guy from what i have gathered by talking with him in the garden. ma yinmal mina he is an amazing person... i hope he likes me...

"earth down to dalooooooooool"
razzan said while flicking my arm

"huuuuh... shfeekom??"
i asked confused.

i was in the car with jazzi and razzan heading home after a visit to the saloon to get our mani, pedies.

" intay ily shfeeech sar7ana?"
jazzi questioned me

i smiled " la2 maku shay"

"akeed"
while wiggiling her eyebrows

" eee akeed"
i laughed

"inzain yalla imshaw aby a6la3"

"lets go to 360"

" ee yalla 3ad 7addy mishtahya at3asha in fridays....."

razzan turned up the radio as she was in the passengers seat and jazzi was driving and i was in the back.

" i throw my hands up in the air sometimes saying aaaaaaayooo gotta let go i wanna celebrate and live my life saying ayooo baby lets go, cause we gon rock this club we gon go all night we gonna light it up like its dynamite"
kina 7adna mindamjeen and dancing in the car because it was tinted o 5athna ra7atna 3al a5er;p

razzan turned down the radio
 "bs digeega badig 3ala marzoog bagoolah"

" waaaaaaaaaaaaaay laa2 may9eer ya3ny itdizeenlah message aby argi9 oo asma3 il song ya 7marra."

"waaay ya3ny may9eer asma3 9oot 7abeeby"
gamat titdala3 hehe 5ibla

"yalla digay 5al9eena"


razzan dailed the number and we all went quite....

" aloo... halla 7abeebi.. hehe...ee....inzain marzoogy ana baroo7 360 weya jazzi oo dalool.... 9ij...shno??.............. 3aib marzoogoo.... la2... mabi...laaa2..... int ma3a mno chithy ma5ith ra7tik bl kalam....... turki.. ee ......... baaaaaaaas marzooooog" 

waay ma 9ar telephone we stopped at a red light and both me and jazzi were stairing at razzan because she was blushing like crazy.

" shfeekom it5izoon la2 it5izoon" while talking on the phone " haa laa2 bas ga3ad iy5izoon hathail il thintain...madry.....ok 7ayati i gotta go ashoofik...... bye"

"shfeekom chithy it5izoony"

"shoofay wayhich shlon im7amir"

" inzain razzanoo shgalich. laish chithy you were blushing like omg??"
i asked eagerly with a wicked smile on my face

"malich shi'3il"
while smiling

"3afyaa goooooolay please"

"mani gayla "

"i hate you, turn up the radio"

"ee sa7 tara marzoog and his friend turki are in 360 oo there eating dinner at fridays"

"laykoon thats why you were blushing?? walla if thats why you were blushing ra7 akfi5ich"

"LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA2 yanantiny thats not the reason bas chub lets dance"

after a while we reached 360 and the parking lot was crowded as ussual it took us a while to find a parking spot.

we went straight in and headed to fridays!!

we got in and ordered..

"razzoon wain marzoog moo itgoolen in fridays?"

"ee il7een biyee!!"

"salam"
a deep voice from behined razan

" halla marzoog"

"halla ya 3omry... shlonkom banat?"

"zaineen il7amdilla inta shlonik??"

if who is that guy behined him staring?? we3 iynarfiz laish chithy iy5iz.... mithil ma ohwa iy5iz ana ba3ad ba5iza...

one thing you should know about dalal is that she hates losing and 3aneeda and i hate it when people stare at me for no reson.

"ana tamam damy shif hal wayh il 7iloo..." and he looked at razzan in a loving way they just had a moment but the guy standing behined marzoog poked him and pointed at me because i was staring at him in a way chiny ba6iga 6rag...

"shoofha la it6igny"
turki whispered to marzoog but we all heard him

marzoog turned his face and looked at me while holding his laughter.

"dalal shfeech chithy it5izeen refiji?? kaaak"

do i look that mad

"shoofa ohoo... awal shay is2ala lasih ga3ad iy5iz??"

"hahaay.. ana maly sho'3il feekom...inzain razzoona ityeen wiyay shway 5al nitmnasha ibroo7na?"

"laa yuba wanna shasawy ag3ad ibroo7y??"

"3ady ig3ad ma3a jazzi and dalal....im sure they wont mind... wait let me rephrase that im sure jazzi wont mind.....hahaha..."

"marzoooog baas"

"laa2 5aleeh yit6anaz 3alla ra7ta...." i said with and evil smile as i saw the waiter behined them with our food " razzan ma ra7 tamshi weyak lana our order kahoo wi9al..."

" 5ala9 ana bagi6ich il bait razzoona ok??"

" laa2 marzoog a5af a7ad iyshoofna.. 5alha mara thanya please.."
she said in a dala3 way trying to convince him

"laa2 tig3ideen titdala3ain 3alay tara chithy ra7 it5aleeny abeech ityeen wiyay more"

she blushed into the deepest shade of red oo nazilat rasa'ha

"oob oob ya 7alat ily yisti7oon"
and he pinched her checks.

"baaaas marzoog aby akil"
she pushed his hands away from her tring to change the subject

"yalla 3ayal see you girls later and razzon see you after dinner im giving you a ride."

"ok"
she smiled and he winked at her and left with his friend turki.

"omg dalool china turki wayed kan iy5izeech??"

"ee il 7maar i hate him"

"7aram walla he looks like a nice guy and the way he was staring at you was soo sweet"

"you think he likes her??"
razzan asked excited

"hey you two shit5arbi6oon remember inty ma56ooba"

"ee sa7 sorry nisait"

the truth is to be told.... he was acctually really hot, even hotter then m7amad but of course i find jassim hotter then them..........uggggh why do i still think about him and always compare him to all the other guys i meet..... hmmph i still hope that i get married to m7amad even though jassims place in my heart will never be replaced by m7amad... but why did he leave me and lose contact completely.. i tried reaching him after we broke up a couple of times but i couldnt reach his phone or email or anything.... even marzoog tried contacting him but he could reach him at the time... marzoog knows about everything beacuse at the time he met razzan i was already with jassim..


we started eating up..
the waiters were singing happy birthday to the poeple sitting in the table next to us and there were lots of flashes from thier cameras.....

out of the blue this tall dark skinned dude marches up to us and sits on the couch next to me

"uuum.. na3am o5oy taby shay?"
jazzi aked him confused

*flash* *flash* the flashes seemed to be our way but im pretty sure the table next to us are taking pictures since they have a birthday

" huuh laa2 sorry kint imshabih"
he smiled, got up and left..

"okaay.. was that weird or weird"

suddenly a deep voice from behined sared us
"mino hatha?"
marzoog said in a serious tone

"manadry faj2a yaa2 oo gal sorry imshabih o misha.."
razzan answered still confused

"akeed ma galikom shay hal 7aywan"

"marzoog walla ma gal shay 5ala9 5aywally..."
oo imsikat eeda so he loosens up lana ohwa noo3a 3a9aby ma iy7ib sooalif shabab chithy.

he smiled "ok 7ayati itha ay a7ad iy2atheekom aw iygoolich ay 7araf tara ana mawjood."

" ok babe see you after dinner"

"7ayati inaty"
and he winked at her and they were looking deeply into each others eyes that were sparkling with love... marzoog sat on the chair next to razzan and put his hand on the back of her chair still looking into her eyes deeply...

"umm ee THE FOOD IS AMAZING"
i interuppted before they doo something..lool
razzoon blushed into different shades of red and marzoog laughed

"ashwa inich ta7achaitay chan walla bist'ha"
he looked at razzan, laughed and left to his table

it really shows that marzoog and razzan really purely love each other from the way he looks at her.

let me tell you briefly about how it all started they met at her chalet when there was a huge gathering of their family and friends that me and jazzi were also invited to. she was introduced to him by her mother as their mothers are friends from university and they are 4 chalets away from thiers. it all started with only msn chats until their love grew and he confesed that he loved her and so did she.


after we finished we ordered the check.

"ma'am but your check has been taken care of..."
we all started looking at each other, confused who paid it

"what by who??"

"by that guy over there"
and he pointed at marzoog and turki.

"ooh ok"

marzoog and turki both smiled from afar.

we went over to them and thanked marzoog and informed him that we will be heading to a couple of stores.

skipping the boring details
after shopping marzoog called razzan and told her where his car was, because they dont ussually walk in public alone together lana il kuwait '9geera and everyone knows each other.

so we went over to where he told us his car is and found turki talking from the half opened window and banging lighetly on the door trying to get it open. and we could hear marzoog laughing in the car... all i could say is that they looked halarious...


" shfeekom chithy shitsawoon??"

"shoofeh hatha ana shlon barid il bait?"

i started lauging along with marzoog and jazzi.

"marzoog 9ij intaw yayeen ib sayara wa7da??"

"eee...hahaha"

"5ala9 3ayal 5aleeha mara thanya a6la3 weyak"

"laaa2...hahaha... ana ma 9adagt ashoofich min zeeman..... 5ay daber 3omra ohwa moo yahil....... or jazzi oo dalool wa9loo....."

 looked at jazzi and she looked at me

" 3aady tara i wont harm you la2 it6al3oony chithy"

" itha taboon gi6oooh bl dabba...hahaha.... 3ady turki 7abeeb ma iygool shay"

"marzoogo walla la aridha lik.. ilyom bah'thaltny.."

"roo7 zain... ha shgiltaw"

razzan looked at us and whisperd please becase she hasent been out with marzoog in a while, as they dont ussually go out.

" fine, but under one condition"

"you name it...hahaha"

" wallah china ana mawjood ga3ad titaf8oon shitsawoon feeny ya5y la3abtaw ib 7isbity"

" malich sho'3il feeh and whats your condition"

"you sit in the trunk"

"walla law adig 3alla ay a7ad iyee iymoorny wayed a7san, bs lana za7ma oo maly 5ilg an6ir"

"hahahaaaaay bye bu traik"

"int yal chalb walla la aridha lik sometime."

"hahaha... yalla razzoona 7ayatie imshay"

"bye guys ashoofkom bacher" kanat ga3ad tith7ak lana marzoog fi9al gam yith7ak 7ail oo looked very hyper...lool he looked really funny

so razzan got into marzoogs range rover and left me jazzi and turki standing........


                                                         


 haaaa shraykoom bl post???
ee sa7 i dont re-check the post so there will be lots of errors..

until next time;**

Part 3- its my life

first off all i missed all of u;**

offf bs walla ive been very tierd and now im feeling better.... ana walla salfity salfa ams, i was feeling better and i was with my friend at my house and she was holding a mug of hot hot choclate when she suddenly tripped oo killllla inkab 3ala my thigh oo 7aragny ya3ny now part of my left thigh is purple and the skin madry shlon 9ayir lana it was veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeery hot. it looks ugly but better then yesterday cz 7a6ait 3alaih creme mal burnt skin oo ice ;(

oo yeah and its not acctually "my life" or a true story it is ALL made up.

this part is kind of boring but important;p

enjoy;p


                                                                                            


Dalal

3azooz: dalool tathkireen may ily giltlich 3anha...... 

eeh ur girlfriend?

ee hathy....... lawi3at chabdy, im2athyatny moo rathya it5aleeny ib 7alli. shoofay kil digeega itdig... oo ihya a9a9an moo 5oosh wa7da ya3ny ana madry laish gabel kint a7ibha.. 

oo shino il ma6loob miny?
i said while laughing at his situation....

chub maytha7ik.
oo kifa5ny 3ala rasy oo gam yith7ak

hey ana i5tik il kbeera yal chalb la it6ig
still laughing

ib cham??  rifa3 his eyebrows and laughed a year and a couple of months... walla wayeed kaaaak

inzaain fahamt ma baina wayed LIL bro...
inzain ma giltly shataby.. i was excited lana i like it when my brother talks to me about his personal life...

before he could even talk i interuppted
eeee ligaitha... next time she calls give me ur phone oo il tell her that im ur girlfriend oo a5arbi6 3ala rasha....hehehe

ee 5oosh.. mashalla walla awal mara adry i5ty chithy sha6r.... ring ring ma giltlich kil digeega itdagdig
and he threw his phone at me

a7i6a speaker 3ashan tisma3 shitgool and we laugh at her reaction....

hahahaaay ee walla fikra bs imshay darich ibsir3a.

soo we quickly ran to my room before it stops ringing.. which i dont think is going to happen....

i answered the phone on speaker in a voice 7addda dala3

aloooo and i giggled a little bit.
uhhhh mno?? sot'ha kanat mitnarfiza.

i said while laughing and giggling mno intay... intay ily daga. ba'3aitay shay i5ty?

ana may and im sure this is not ur phone its 3azooziz phone im sure. waina? she sounded frustraited.

hehehe 3azooz... eeh 3azooz ummm.. hmmm.. ohwaa... ee ee ohwa  bl 7amam
i was saying while giggling and 3azooz started lauging with me to make her more frustraited..

5al9eeny many fathyatlich aby 3azooz..

bs ohwa mayabeech.... yabeeny anaaaa.. i said ina very dala3 voice.

btw asma3 9oota 3a6eeniya..... she demanded

3azooz's voice in the background trying to make her hate him " 7ayatii ta3aly gi3day ib 7ithny bagooolich sha'3la "

kaaak i was laughing so hard because of 3azooz..
ya mama ohwa ma yabeech.....
7abeeby 3azooz baby.. waay way5er 3any 3aaaib. im o ur phone..
i said while giggling so she will stop calling him and get mad at him

just when i said that 3azooz fell on the floor from laughing

yalla 7ayatii ma 9arat mokalama... hahaha..... siday il phone abeech.. he was trying to sound serious and stop himself from lauging mno hal 7aywana ily on the phone wiyach while im with you?
yista3bi6 oo kan masik tha7kita..
ana ihny mit thi7ik ma gidart amsik nafsy.

i could hear her huffing and screaming
malat 3alaich inatay weyaah inzaain... oo golay 7ag ily yamiich ma iydig 3alay mara thanya oo iny ma aby asma3 9oota mara thanya hal 7aywan il 8aleel il adab, ily mayisti7y 3ala wayha oo ily......

chan 3azooz yith7ak and interupted her
5ala9tay.. roo7ay zain a9lan fargach 3id.
and he closed the line

after that we feel on the floor laughing. it was soo funny and she sounded extremely annoyed...lol

out of the blue 3laiwi my cousin dash my room.


3ali

omy dagat 3alaiy galatly amirha ihya ib bait 5alti fa6ma. of course i wouldnt mind lana im very close with dalal and 3azooz, but mostly dalal. i miss her i havent seen her in a while because she was busy. 9ij, 9ij walhan 3alaiha.

dashait bait 5alti fa6ma salamt oo ga3at bs wain dalool oo 3zooz.

"5alti wain dalool oo 3azooz?"

"taw ra7aw foog... roo7lihom itha taby" 5alti fa6ma answered

fa sa3at foog o ligait dana weya 3yalha solaft ma3aha shway chan aroo7 dar dalal. bara 3ind bab darha asma3 thi7ik.

awal ma dashait i found them both on the floor laughing.



Dalal

"3laiwi... hahaha umbaaaai 6afik ni9 3omrik.."
i couldnt continue talking from laughing.

"walla 3laiwi ma95arnaha.....kaaak"

"mno..? intaw shfeekom chithy imyanaan? shimsaween?"

"ga9aina 3ala may... oo bada3na"

" may ma '3airha"

"ee"

"7asafa ma 9ajaltoo"

"eeh walla 7asafa laish ma fakarna... 5ala9 5andig 3alaiha mara thanya....hehehe"

"inzain intay sh7aga kash5a?"

ring ring

"laykoon  may daga"

"la2, ma atwa8a3 bitdig mara thanya. hatha wa7id mn il rabi3. halla walla... ee bl bait.. omita.... yalla kany masafat il 6reej wakoon 3indik... roo7 zain... hahaha.. yalla ithlif."


"yalla ana 6ali3 taboon shay"

me and 3ali " salamtik"
and 3azooz left.


let me tell you about my friendship with 3laiwi. he is the closest cousin i have as i said before along with the rest but he is even more close to me. he is as close as jazzi and razzan to me. He tells me everything and i tell him everything. we dont hide anything from each other... well except the fact that i was with jassim. because he would kill me if he found out. iy3a9ib if i tell him that a guy la7agny or anything that is related to guys. he cares for me very much, and i love him as a friend, i could never see him as anything more..
back to the story..

"allah, sh'hal zain"


i blushed. honestly it wouldnt be me if i dont blush at any comment about the way i look... afashil 5doody ibsir3a it7ameer.

"thanks 3ali"

"inzain, laish labsa hatha" and he pointed at the body i was wearing under the the dress. and laughed.

"3laiwi  ya 7mar int shakoo, 5ala9 3ayal baroo7 abadil"
i was walking to my closet to go and change 7mar even he comments on that..

" la yuba im kidding, u look hot bas gabl ma adish il dar ligait dana oo galatly a3aliq 3ala hatha ily labista ta7at...hahaha"

" ana awareeha"

" inazin ma gilteely laish kash5a"

ihny ista7ait madry laish..
" hmm nas kanaw yayeen biy5a6booni 5ag waladhom"

" SHINO.... SHLON? o laish ma gilteely? OO MITA?"
he sounded mad and he was screaming at me

" 3laiwi shfeek im3a9ib? 3ady ilyom yaw weya m7amad waladhom..."

" hmmph....UUFFFF"

" shfeek chithy 3a9abt ana shsawait?"

" LA2 KILISH MA SAWAITAY SHAY.. INTAY IT3ARFEENA MN GABEL??"

"laa2 mn 9ijik you know me better ana ma 3indy hal sooalif"

"akeeed"
he said in a furious voice demanding an answer

"ee.. inta shfeek chithy wayed im3a9ib"
i said with tears in my eyes because im not use to him shouting at me unless i do anything wrong.

he loosend up a bit when he saw tears in my eyes.
 "asif ma kan 8a9dy.. bs i care a lot about you oo... oo 3ashan as2al 3an il walad ashoof itha 5oosh wa7id 3ind il shabab."

"eem"
i was mad at him ya3ny lasih iy9ari5 3alay

" gilna asif 5ala9 3ad... daloooooool"
he said while smiling trying to make me smile.

i didnt answer him lana may9eer chithy iy9are5 3alay...

"tara ayeelich oo il tickle you i know how much you hate that"


" laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa2.." i shouted because im very very very tickilish even if you touch my hand i find that tickilish. "5ala9 ana imsami7tik hal mara bs mara thanya itha sara5t 3alay for no reason many imsami7tik."
i said while smiling.

"isma il kamil shno? 3ashan as2al 3ana"
shakla serious
"m7amad flan alflani"

" inzain 3indich ra8ma?"

"la2 shlon iykoon 3indy ra8ma taw ma 9ar shay.. "
" it9adgeen... zain itsaween libastay hatha ta7t il dress..hahaha"

i smilled i love 3alawi he really cares for me... i love him as in friend not acctually love him. i could never see him as more then a friend.

ga3adna insolif shway chan 5alti maha calls 3ali telling him that they have to get going...




                                                                                                            

shraykoom??
sory fro typoes and spelling mistakes i dont like checking it again;p

hope u liked it