Quwa;**
1. Shlonkoum?!!
2. I miss u guys!! I guess that everyone started their break 9a7?
3. I'm going to our yam3a fa I didn't re check the post!
4. I'm really glad that some people are following me in Twitter :p
5. This post feh cham li'3z o yabeela tfakroon feh, bas mn el next post bekoun ako ACTION!
6. This is a long post!
Enjoy it;**
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Basma took a deep breath and walked inside.
Aked ma shaf S3ood! Shlon beshoofa etha ana ele babe kan ib wayh el bait o S3ood el 9ob el thani
Basma entered the house and walked upstairs, she wanted to rush to her room but her father's voice stopped her.
"Basma"
Basma stood in her place: na3am
"Mno ele ga6ich el bait?"
Basma took a deep breath then turned around.
Basma: nisait adig 3ala Shayi5 o lama 5ala9 el dawam o el sharika kanat fathya o-
"Basooma mn ele ga6ich?"
Basma gulped: S3ood
Basma's father walked towards her: Basma baba shlon rada ma3a rayal '3areeb?! Sh.hal ta9arufat hathe?! Mo binti ele tirkaab ma3a rayal '3areeeb!
Basma wanted to scream her head off and tell her father that s3ood is her husband not a stranger.
Basma: baba el sharika fithat mafeha a7ad!! O nisait adig 3ala shayi5 o-
Father: ITDGEEN 3ALA AY A7AD THANI! AY A7AD! ANA ..MUBARAK ..OMCH.. NAJLA !!
Basma closed her eyes and put her hand on her forehead.
Father: 9a7 ine sima7tlch trdeen 7ag el sh'3il o inch itdawmeen bil 8isim ele ysht'3il feh
S3ood bas inch tro7en witrden ma3ah wala inch it6geen wiyaah 9u7ba
Basma: yuba! El sharika kanat fathya! Mako ay a7ad ela s3ood!
Father: law el dinya tifthaaa tiftha ma tgarben yam S3ood!!!
Basma was so shocked and pissed off! S3ood was such a nice person and he was her HUSBAND! He was so in love with her and she could feel his love sparkle in his eyes .
Basma: LAISH?! LAISH?! Yuba laish chithi kilkoum thid S3ood?!
Father: gitlich ohwa el sibab wara el 7adith
Basma shook her head: shno ya3ni ohwa el sibab?! Ohwa ele da3amne?! Ohwa ele galab sayarte?! Ohwa ele 5atha thakirte mine?!
Father: BASMA! 5ula9at el mawtho3 mabi ashoofch 9oba wala tkalmena ela bil sh'3il!
Basma: enshallah
She turned around and found Mubarak standing, he gave her a weak smile, he didn’t like the way their father was dealing with the "S3ood" problem but he couldn’t say anything.
Basma entered her room, she threw herself on bed and closed her eyes tightly , Basma stayed in bed until she heard her mother calling her for lunch, She stood up and walked to the dining table.
"Haw Basoma ma badaltay hdoomch?"
Basma shock her head, grabbed a chair and sat down, she stared at the food in front of her.
Mother: shno taben a7i6lich
Basma: 3adi ay shay
Awkward silence filled the place, Basma was thinking deeply , she was too busy thinking about S3ood, she only knew the truth for a week now and the only person that is occupying her thinking and mind was S3ood, Basma felt that Mubarak is sensing that something changed but he didn’t say a word.
Mubarak's spoon fell on the floor, the noise that it made brought Basma back to reality.
Mother: weeh ma gitlkoum! Ahalna mn el S3oodiya ib yo9loon el youm bil lail o yadatkoum 3zimat.houm 3ala el shalaih bachr!
Mubarak: waih ma i3zimat.houm ila ib ni9 el isboo3?! 3indina dawamt!
Mother: waaih bnsaweeh yam3at 7areem ele bil shalaih wintaw yal shabab btkonon ma3a ba3ath hne! Lay 9ar el 5amees tyolina
Mubarak: aha o el banat ma 3indhoum dawamt?
Mubarak looked at Basma, He knew that she's going to the company to spend more time with S3ood, as much as he wished it wasn’t true but he felt that something is going on between the two of them.
Mother: el banat lihoum baje el isboo3 off!
Mubarak: la wala?!
Mother: ee wala… 8arar rasmi mn yadik
Their mother giggled, Basma gave her a quick smile.
Mother: Basooma mama zahbay jan6itich 7ag el shalaih
Basma nodded.
Father: bt'3ayroon jaw 3adil bil shalaih! O hal ayam el jaw 3ajeeb bil lail
Their mother nodded.
Basma: umm ahalna ele bil S3oodiya-
Basma's mother didn’t even wait for her to finish the sentence: yhablooon!! A'3labhoum
banat kubrkoum intay o Najool! Kintaw wayed tistanson ma3ahoum
Basma nodded.
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Basma felt like the shalaih thing was her father's plan to take her away from S3ood, She rubbed her eyes and sat on the couch in her room, She stared at the window in front of her… the sun was setting and the darkness filled her room.
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, Basma was so sick of the idea of remembering! As much as she tried to remember anything about her life before the accident she couldn’t and she hated that fact! And it always got her down, and she always felt empty like something was missing, like someone was missing!
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-The next day-
"Sbigoona el shalaih!!"
Basma put her track pants in the bag and sipped it.
"Basoma la tinsain ta5thenlich jacket bard 3alaich bil lail"
Basma walked to her closet, she pulled a jacket so hard the hanger hit her forehead.
Basma: aaaa7
She rubbed her forehead and looked up: shno hatha?!
Basma reached her hand to grab a black suit case that was in her closet, She stood on her tip tops and jumped then grabbed it, Basma giggled at herself she never thought that she was that short!
She opened the suit case and found a mobile, wallet and a pullover.
Basma was just about to open the wallet her mother stormed into the room she quickly grabbed the suit case and put it in her closet.
"Yalla Basooma jahza?"
Basma: ee
Mother: inzain jan6itich 5al9a? ewadonha el sayara?
Basma nodded.
When her mother was about to pick up the bag Basma shouted: LAAA! Ma khalast
Her mother: waay 5ara3tene! Tawni sa2ltich giltay khalast!
Basma had a new idea! She thought of putting all the stuff that she found in her suitcase so she could take them with her and know the story behind them.
Basma: nisait shay
Her mother sighed: lama t76eeen hal shay nazleeha ib nafsich o la t6awleen! Ta2a5arna 3al jima3a o '3adahoum ma3ana.
Basma nodded: enshallah
Her mother left the room, Basma quickly grabbed all the things that were in the black suitcase and put them in her colorful shalaih suitcase, She left her room and rushed down the stairs.
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Basma pretend to be sleeping the whole ride to Bnaider, She wasn’t in the mood for her mother's long talks and conversations about her big wide social life!
She was sure that the suit case wasn’t there before! She never saw it, She never noticed it, Something about it was weird! And something about it suddenly being in her closet was weird!!
Friday, January 28, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Monawa3aaaat 18
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2. تغمضين عينيك بقوة تخبئين وجهك بحضنك , ترددين : يا رب يا رب! أذا كان الفرح يوزع بكميات معلومة أريد أن تُعطى كل الكمية المقسومة لي ... له ,لا أريد فرحاً لا يكون هو فيه!
3. مساحات دائما قادرة على احتواء ثرثرتي
... رغم بُعدك
4. ثمّة ضجيج يعتريني
5. My 121 followers! I love u:*
Wa Shukran;*
Monday, January 17, 2011
Come back when you can (13)
Quwa;**
1. Shlonkoum?!
2. Do you guys have a song that reminds you of someone? Ya3ni for example I have a song for each close friend that I have!! We sing it together laain y9adi3 rasna :p I have a song with my mother, cousins, brother! O chan la7athtaw ib each story my couples have their own song!! Is it just me aw kil el nass chithi? :p
3. La2ane 6awalt 3alaikoum I'll start with the post ;)
Enjoy it;**
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Basma raised her hand to touch his face, when he felt her hand getting closer he took a few steps back.
S3ood: Basma
Basma: S3ood 7alamt mara ina…ine kint wagfa ib 7adee8a o jidami bu7ayra
S3ood smiled: o 6i7tay feha?
Basma gasped and put her hand on her mouth: ee!
S3ood smiled and looked away it was like he was seeing the situation right in front of him: kina ib London o kintay ga3d twakleen el ba6… nashibooch bil chees ele kan feh el 5ubis
Basma giggled.
S3ood: o gamat ba6a ts7ib minch el chees o intay tis7beena lama garabtay mn el may o zalagtay
Basma: o ba3dain inta 6ala3tne mn el may o 3a6aitne jackatik
S3ood nodded with a smile.
S3ood: umm nrid 7ag el sh'3il
Basma nodded.
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"Shlon o mita?! Faj2a ta'3ayrat el 5i6a?"
Najla: ma ta'3ayar shay bas ana mo fahma laish 3ami ritha!
Mubarak: wala ana, Najla ma abeeha tathkir! Ma abeeha tathkir 3ashan la tit3ab nafsiyat.ha… el kil thid hal athnain o etha 7asat ib ay shay itijaha ib tin3ifis el dinya mara thanya
Najla sighed and sat down: kanaw wayed y7bon ba3ath
Mubarak nodded: 3ala kithir ma widi inha tathkira o ham ma widi
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It was time for everyone to leave all of the staff left the company but Basma stayed in her office, She was going through the papers that S3ood gave to her.
Then her door opened.
S3ood: ooobbb sorry ma kint adri inch lal7en hne
Basma smiled: la 3adi, 7ayak
S3ood: mashkora, bas kint bachayik ina kil el staff 6ala3, mita ib tamsheen?
Basma: madri
S3ood: inzain ana ga3id ib maktibi, miray 3ala wintay 6al3a 3ashan a6la3
Basma smiled: inta mashi?
S3ood: kint mashi bas ma ra7 a5aleech bil sharika bro7ich
Basma smiled.
Basma quickly gathered her stuff , the papers and files, her purse and scarf and walked to his office.
She knocked on the door and opened his door: S3ood ana mashya
S3ood: ok
Basma walked to the elevator then gasped: abaih ma Dagait 3ala shai5!
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PING
PING
PING
Mubarak: oooooooooooh!
He grabbed is mobile, Najla was pinging him
Shtabeen?
Wain Basoom? Ma radait.ha ma3ak el bait?
La
:O
Akeed bitdig 3ala shayi5
O etha ma dagat? Shlon 5alat.ha bil sharika!
Nisait.ha
Shlooon tinsaha!!
Najool la t7asisene ine kint aridha kil youm o faj2a nisait.ha!! 3umri ma radait.ha el bait!
Abaaaaih
Najla 3an el 7ana! S3ood mawjood
Baroook!
S3ood mawjod!
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Basma stood in front of the elevator, she got in clicked on G and sat on a chair in the lobby
Ma a9adig ine nisait adig 3ala Shayi5!
Basma took out her mobile from her purse, searched Shayi5 and clicked on the green button.
"Basooma?"
Basma raised her heard: na3am
S3ood: shfech lal7en ga3da
Basma gigged: nisait adig 3ala Shayi5
S3ood: gomay awa9lich
Basma: bas-
S3ood: gomay ma ra7 itimeen hne bro7ich
Basma: in6ir wiyay
S3ood smiled: mawa3id el shabab ma agdar at2a5ar
S3ood walked towards his car and Basma followed him, Basma got in the car, it felt really awkward.
She looked at him and he had a wide smile on his face, Basma couldn’t help but smile back.
S3ood: rule one ma7ad yta3alach ib sayarti
Basma raised her eyebrows.
S3ood: rule two ryoolch ma tirtfi3 3an el dawasa
Basma giggled.
S3ood: rule three ana a5tar el a'3ani!
Basma giggled: o 3ala ay asas 6ala3t hal rules?
S3ood drove off with a smile: rule one 6ala3 bidon sibab.. rule two 6ala3 la2anach dayman titrab3ain bil sayara o el rule el thalaith la2ana kina dayman intahawash 3ala el a'3ane o mno yi5tarha
Basma smiled.
Basma stared at the streets, He took a cd and put it in the CD player and Whitney Houston's voice filled the car.
I look to you… I look to you after all my strength is gone in you I can be strong…
Basma: Allllllllah!
S3ood smiled: kanat I'3niyatna
Basma's eyes fell in his and he quickly looked away, They entered Nizha and S3ood drove to Basma's house.
Basma: S3ood wain baitkoum?
S3ood: bil Khaldiya
Basma nodded.
They reached Basma's house
Basma grabbed her purse and opened the door: mashkoor S3ood
S3ood: el 3afo
Basma closed the door and walked to the house, the weather was so nice she looked up at the sky and while looking down her eyes fell on a window that’s when she saw her father staring, her heart beat increased and she froze in her place.
1. Shlonkoum?!
2. Do you guys have a song that reminds you of someone? Ya3ni for example I have a song for each close friend that I have!! We sing it together laain y9adi3 rasna :p I have a song with my mother, cousins, brother! O chan la7athtaw ib each story my couples have their own song!! Is it just me aw kil el nass chithi? :p
3. La2ane 6awalt 3alaikoum I'll start with the post ;)
Enjoy it;**
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Basma raised her hand to touch his face, when he felt her hand getting closer he took a few steps back.
S3ood: Basma
Basma: S3ood 7alamt mara ina…ine kint wagfa ib 7adee8a o jidami bu7ayra
S3ood smiled: o 6i7tay feha?
Basma gasped and put her hand on her mouth: ee!
S3ood smiled and looked away it was like he was seeing the situation right in front of him: kina ib London o kintay ga3d twakleen el ba6… nashibooch bil chees ele kan feh el 5ubis
Basma giggled.
S3ood: o gamat ba6a ts7ib minch el chees o intay tis7beena lama garabtay mn el may o zalagtay
Basma: o ba3dain inta 6ala3tne mn el may o 3a6aitne jackatik
S3ood nodded with a smile.
S3ood: umm nrid 7ag el sh'3il
Basma nodded.
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"Shlon o mita?! Faj2a ta'3ayrat el 5i6a?"
Najla: ma ta'3ayar shay bas ana mo fahma laish 3ami ritha!
Mubarak: wala ana, Najla ma abeeha tathkir! Ma abeeha tathkir 3ashan la tit3ab nafsiyat.ha… el kil thid hal athnain o etha 7asat ib ay shay itijaha ib tin3ifis el dinya mara thanya
Najla sighed and sat down: kanaw wayed y7bon ba3ath
Mubarak nodded: 3ala kithir ma widi inha tathkira o ham ma widi
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It was time for everyone to leave all of the staff left the company but Basma stayed in her office, She was going through the papers that S3ood gave to her.
Then her door opened.
S3ood: ooobbb sorry ma kint adri inch lal7en hne
Basma smiled: la 3adi, 7ayak
S3ood: mashkora, bas kint bachayik ina kil el staff 6ala3, mita ib tamsheen?
Basma: madri
S3ood: inzain ana ga3id ib maktibi, miray 3ala wintay 6al3a 3ashan a6la3
Basma smiled: inta mashi?
S3ood: kint mashi bas ma ra7 a5aleech bil sharika bro7ich
Basma smiled.
Basma quickly gathered her stuff , the papers and files, her purse and scarf and walked to his office.
She knocked on the door and opened his door: S3ood ana mashya
S3ood: ok
Basma walked to the elevator then gasped: abaih ma Dagait 3ala shai5!
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PING
PING
PING
Mubarak: oooooooooooh!
He grabbed is mobile, Najla was pinging him
Shtabeen?
Wain Basoom? Ma radait.ha ma3ak el bait?
La
:O
Akeed bitdig 3ala shayi5
O etha ma dagat? Shlon 5alat.ha bil sharika!
Nisait.ha
Shlooon tinsaha!!
Najool la t7asisene ine kint aridha kil youm o faj2a nisait.ha!! 3umri ma radait.ha el bait!
Abaaaaih
Najla 3an el 7ana! S3ood mawjood
Baroook!
S3ood mawjod!
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Basma stood in front of the elevator, she got in clicked on G and sat on a chair in the lobby
Ma a9adig ine nisait adig 3ala Shayi5!
Basma took out her mobile from her purse, searched Shayi5 and clicked on the green button.
"Basooma?"
Basma raised her heard: na3am
S3ood: shfech lal7en ga3da
Basma gigged: nisait adig 3ala Shayi5
S3ood: gomay awa9lich
Basma: bas-
S3ood: gomay ma ra7 itimeen hne bro7ich
Basma: in6ir wiyay
S3ood smiled: mawa3id el shabab ma agdar at2a5ar
S3ood walked towards his car and Basma followed him, Basma got in the car, it felt really awkward.
She looked at him and he had a wide smile on his face, Basma couldn’t help but smile back.
S3ood: rule one ma7ad yta3alach ib sayarti
Basma raised her eyebrows.
S3ood: rule two ryoolch ma tirtfi3 3an el dawasa
Basma giggled.
S3ood: rule three ana a5tar el a'3ani!
Basma giggled: o 3ala ay asas 6ala3t hal rules?
S3ood drove off with a smile: rule one 6ala3 bidon sibab.. rule two 6ala3 la2anach dayman titrab3ain bil sayara o el rule el thalaith la2ana kina dayman intahawash 3ala el a'3ane o mno yi5tarha
Basma smiled.
Basma stared at the streets, He took a cd and put it in the CD player and Whitney Houston's voice filled the car.
I look to you… I look to you after all my strength is gone in you I can be strong…
Basma: Allllllllah!
S3ood smiled: kanat I'3niyatna
Basma's eyes fell in his and he quickly looked away, They entered Nizha and S3ood drove to Basma's house.
Basma: S3ood wain baitkoum?
S3ood: bil Khaldiya
Basma nodded.
They reached Basma's house
Basma grabbed her purse and opened the door: mashkoor S3ood
S3ood: el 3afo
Basma closed the door and walked to the house, the weather was so nice she looked up at the sky and while looking down her eyes fell on a window that’s when she saw her father staring, her heart beat increased and she froze in her place.
Friday, January 14, 2011
Monawa3aaaat 17
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2. ماذا لو تهجر صمتك
و أكسر لكَ قسوتي
أفنلتقي؟
3. ! تعبان ؟ شو يعني , مش وحدك تعبان
4. تدفعني أن أكتب بطريقة تعيدني إليّ
5. أنا حزينة..لأجلك
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Come back when you can (12)
Quwa;**
1.Shlonkoum?!
2. Hard luck khasarat el munta5ab :/
3. This post is long o mafeh cliff hanger 3ashan la t3a9boon 3alay :p
4. I'm really busy with the finals fa bare with me!
5. Follow me ib twitter @9al7a :p
Enjoy it;**
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Basma opened her eyes and heard her mother talking to Mubarak.
"Mubaraaak el jaw barid bara elbis 8amee9 ta7at dishdashtik"
Basma jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom, she just remembered that she's going to work today.
She got out of the bathroom wore a grey dress with black and wrapped a black scarf around
her neck, she let her hair fall on her shoulder to cover and warm up her ears, she wore her
black flats, grabbed her black chancel purse and she was ready to go.
Basma: Maaama! 5al ysawonle toast o jibin o gahwa to go 7addi mista3yila!!
Mother: haw la7tha la7tha wain ray7a?
Basma: ray7a el dawam
Mother: ay dawam?!
Basma raised an eyebrow: ray7a el sharika
Mother: bas
Basma: kalamt oboy ams
Mother: aha, la7tha al7en agoolhoum ysawonlich
Basma: ok
Basma sat on the couch waiting her food and saw Mubarak wearing his watch and walking to the stairs in a rush.
Mubarak: Yalla yuma ana-
Mubarak stared at Basma and Basma stared back.
Basma: 9aba7 el 5air
Mubarak: 9aba7 el nor haa Basoom sh3indich wain ray7a
Basma: ray7a el sharika, ga3id ysawoole ryogi, chan zain tan6irne bidal la aroo7 ma3a Shayi5
Mubarak shook his head, he clearly didn’t like what he just heard: kalamtay oboy?
Basma nodded: ee
Mubarak: yalla 3ayal ana na6rich bil sayara
Basma grabbed her sandwich quickly and rushed to Mubarak's car.
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They drove in silence Basma ate her sandwich and sipped her coffee while Mubarak stared at the streets in front of him.
Mubarak parked in front of the company and when Basma was about to step out of the car and walked inside the company while Mubarak walked behind her
Mubarak: 9aba7 el 5air
9abaa7 el 5aair ya rayis
Basma giggled and Mubarak smiled, they got in to the elevator Mubarak clicked on level 4
and Basma surprised him and clicked on level 2
Mubarak: Basma intay
Basma: ana ra7 arid mukani ib public relations
Mubarak: bas-
Ding!
The elevator arrived and Basma stepped out of it, She took a quick look on the place and the
people they were very busy, but when one of the ladies noticed her everyone walked
towards her and greeted her.
"Shlonch a7len?"
Basma: B5air el 7imdallah
"haaa yaya tzorena wala rada el dawam"
Basma smiled: rada adawim inshallah
Her staff started clapping and whistling
She giggled: mashkooreen!! Yalla al7en kil wa7ed yrid 7ag shi'3la!
Basma looked around she remembered where her office was and walked towards it, she
opened the door and took a deep breath, to her surprise it was very clean.
Hello madam Basma
Basma turned around and found and Indian man standing
Basma: Hi
"You want coffee?"
Basma: yes please.. umm can you remind me what is your name
"Rajo"
Basma smiled: Rajo can u quickly wipe the office
Rajo: ohhh I clean your office everyday even when you took holiday! Mister S3ood tell me!
Basma smiled: mister S3ood?
Rajo: yes mister s3ood tell me
Basma: ok thank you Rajo
Basma sat on her chair and put her purse on the desk.
*Knock knock*
Basma: na3am
Deep down Basma wished that it would be S3ood
"9abaa7 el 5air! shlonch istatha?!"
Basma: b5air el 7imdallah
"Tamreen 3ala shay?"
Basma: umm la salamtich bas kint bas2lich S3ood ib maktiba?
"La istath S3ood 3inda ijtima3"
Basma nodded: ok mashkora
The lady left her and she decided to take a tour around the floor.
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Ding
The elevator announced its arrival, S3ood walked to his office with heavy slow steps, after what happened yesterday he wasn’t in the mood for work, He opened the door and got into his office.
S3ood saw a petite figure standing, aked mo Basma
S3ood: umm Basma?
Basma turned around: 9aba7 el 5air
S3ood froze in his place: 9aba7 el nor
Basma was holding a photo frame in her hands
S3ood knew which photo was she holding in her hands, it was one of their photos in their
honey moon, he walked towards her and grabbed the frame from her hand.
He sat on his chair: min mita hne?
Basma: mn ni9 sa3a ta8reban
S3ood: yetay 3ashan-
Basma: yet 3ashan adawim
S3ood went silent: yetay itdawmen 3indi?
Basma nodded: ee
S3ood: bas intay umm tathkreen… tathkreen-
Basma: athkir el sh'3il?
S3ood nodded.
Basma: la
S3ood: aha
Basma: ya3ni bitsa3idne o ib nabdi ma3a ba3ath mn el bidaya
S3ood smiled, he wished that she'd say that sentence about their relationship not about work.
S3ood: ok
Basma: okay?
S3ood nodded: ta3alay 5al nig3ad 3ashan ashra7lich
Basma walked beside S3ood and they sat down.
He put a file in front of her and sipped his coffee.
S3oood: shofaay awal shay-
The knocking on the door interrupted them, the door opened and Basma's father entered
S3ood stood up: 7ayak allah bo Mubarak
Father: allah y7ayeek… ha Basoma sh3indch hne?
Basma: na6ra S3ood yfahmne el sh'3il
Father: 8a9dich ythakrch bil sh'3il…. Mashallah 3alaich kintay wayed naj7a ib sh'3ilch ma ti7tajaaain a7ad yfahmch
Basma's eyes widened, S3oood shook his head.
Basma: ham S3ood mashallah sha6ir ib sh'3ila
Her father gave him a cold stare
Father: ha S3ood 5ala9t ele 6alabta minik? El thalath kutub in6ab3at
S3ood nodded.
Father: Basooma baba lay 5ala9tay ta3alay maktibi
Basma: enshallah
Her father left the office, S3ood walked to the window and faced the street and tall buildings, Basma felt how sad he was, she was really surprised of the way her father treated S3ood!
She walked towards him and stood a few steps behind him.
Basma: S3ood
S3ood: ta3awadt
Basma sighed.
S3ood: ta3awadt ina y3amloone chithi… Kilha cham shahar o arid sharikatna
Basma: bas ma7ad lah 7ag ina-
S3ood: ahalich yshofon ina ele ga3d yasawoona fene inti8am 7agich
Basma: bas mo mn 7aghoum s3ood mo mn 7aghoum!
Basma stood in front of S3ood, she was so close he took a step back, Their heart beats were increasing so fast, S3ood missed having her around he missed holding her in his arms... he missed his wife! Bamsa wanted to remember how it felt being in his arms, she wanted to remember him.. she wanted to remember S3ood the love of her life…. She wanted to remember her husband.
1.Shlonkoum?!
2. Hard luck khasarat el munta5ab :/
3. This post is long o mafeh cliff hanger 3ashan la t3a9boon 3alay :p
4. I'm really busy with the finals fa bare with me!
5. Follow me ib twitter @9al7a :p
Enjoy it;**
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Basma opened her eyes and heard her mother talking to Mubarak.
"Mubaraaak el jaw barid bara elbis 8amee9 ta7at dishdashtik"
Basma jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom, she just remembered that she's going to work today.
She got out of the bathroom wore a grey dress with black and wrapped a black scarf around
her neck, she let her hair fall on her shoulder to cover and warm up her ears, she wore her
black flats, grabbed her black chancel purse and she was ready to go.
Basma: Maaama! 5al ysawonle toast o jibin o gahwa to go 7addi mista3yila!!
Mother: haw la7tha la7tha wain ray7a?
Basma: ray7a el dawam
Mother: ay dawam?!
Basma raised an eyebrow: ray7a el sharika
Mother: bas
Basma: kalamt oboy ams
Mother: aha, la7tha al7en agoolhoum ysawonlich
Basma: ok
Basma sat on the couch waiting her food and saw Mubarak wearing his watch and walking to the stairs in a rush.
Mubarak: Yalla yuma ana-
Mubarak stared at Basma and Basma stared back.
Basma: 9aba7 el 5air
Mubarak: 9aba7 el nor haa Basoom sh3indich wain ray7a
Basma: ray7a el sharika, ga3id ysawoole ryogi, chan zain tan6irne bidal la aroo7 ma3a Shayi5
Mubarak shook his head, he clearly didn’t like what he just heard: kalamtay oboy?
Basma nodded: ee
Mubarak: yalla 3ayal ana na6rich bil sayara
Basma grabbed her sandwich quickly and rushed to Mubarak's car.
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They drove in silence Basma ate her sandwich and sipped her coffee while Mubarak stared at the streets in front of him.
Mubarak parked in front of the company and when Basma was about to step out of the car and walked inside the company while Mubarak walked behind her
Mubarak: 9aba7 el 5air
9abaa7 el 5aair ya rayis
Basma giggled and Mubarak smiled, they got in to the elevator Mubarak clicked on level 4
and Basma surprised him and clicked on level 2
Mubarak: Basma intay
Basma: ana ra7 arid mukani ib public relations
Mubarak: bas-
Ding!
The elevator arrived and Basma stepped out of it, She took a quick look on the place and the
people they were very busy, but when one of the ladies noticed her everyone walked
towards her and greeted her.
"Shlonch a7len?"
Basma: B5air el 7imdallah
"haaa yaya tzorena wala rada el dawam"
Basma smiled: rada adawim inshallah
Her staff started clapping and whistling
She giggled: mashkooreen!! Yalla al7en kil wa7ed yrid 7ag shi'3la!
Basma looked around she remembered where her office was and walked towards it, she
opened the door and took a deep breath, to her surprise it was very clean.
Hello madam Basma
Basma turned around and found and Indian man standing
Basma: Hi
"You want coffee?"
Basma: yes please.. umm can you remind me what is your name
"Rajo"
Basma smiled: Rajo can u quickly wipe the office
Rajo: ohhh I clean your office everyday even when you took holiday! Mister S3ood tell me!
Basma smiled: mister S3ood?
Rajo: yes mister s3ood tell me
Basma: ok thank you Rajo
Basma sat on her chair and put her purse on the desk.
*Knock knock*
Basma: na3am
Deep down Basma wished that it would be S3ood
"9abaa7 el 5air! shlonch istatha?!"
Basma: b5air el 7imdallah
"Tamreen 3ala shay?"
Basma: umm la salamtich bas kint bas2lich S3ood ib maktiba?
"La istath S3ood 3inda ijtima3"
Basma nodded: ok mashkora
The lady left her and she decided to take a tour around the floor.
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Ding
The elevator announced its arrival, S3ood walked to his office with heavy slow steps, after what happened yesterday he wasn’t in the mood for work, He opened the door and got into his office.
S3ood saw a petite figure standing, aked mo Basma
S3ood: umm Basma?
Basma turned around: 9aba7 el 5air
S3ood froze in his place: 9aba7 el nor
Basma was holding a photo frame in her hands
S3ood knew which photo was she holding in her hands, it was one of their photos in their
honey moon, he walked towards her and grabbed the frame from her hand.
He sat on his chair: min mita hne?
Basma: mn ni9 sa3a ta8reban
S3ood: yetay 3ashan-
Basma: yet 3ashan adawim
S3ood went silent: yetay itdawmen 3indi?
Basma nodded: ee
S3ood: bas intay umm tathkreen… tathkreen-
Basma: athkir el sh'3il?
S3ood nodded.
Basma: la
S3ood: aha
Basma: ya3ni bitsa3idne o ib nabdi ma3a ba3ath mn el bidaya
S3ood smiled, he wished that she'd say that sentence about their relationship not about work.
S3ood: ok
Basma: okay?
S3ood nodded: ta3alay 5al nig3ad 3ashan ashra7lich
Basma walked beside S3ood and they sat down.
He put a file in front of her and sipped his coffee.
S3oood: shofaay awal shay-
The knocking on the door interrupted them, the door opened and Basma's father entered
S3ood stood up: 7ayak allah bo Mubarak
Father: allah y7ayeek… ha Basoma sh3indch hne?
Basma: na6ra S3ood yfahmne el sh'3il
Father: 8a9dich ythakrch bil sh'3il…. Mashallah 3alaich kintay wayed naj7a ib sh'3ilch ma ti7tajaaain a7ad yfahmch
Basma's eyes widened, S3oood shook his head.
Basma: ham S3ood mashallah sha6ir ib sh'3ila
Her father gave him a cold stare
Father: ha S3ood 5ala9t ele 6alabta minik? El thalath kutub in6ab3at
S3ood nodded.
Father: Basooma baba lay 5ala9tay ta3alay maktibi
Basma: enshallah
Her father left the office, S3ood walked to the window and faced the street and tall buildings, Basma felt how sad he was, she was really surprised of the way her father treated S3ood!
She walked towards him and stood a few steps behind him.
Basma: S3ood
S3ood: ta3awadt
Basma sighed.
S3ood: ta3awadt ina y3amloone chithi… Kilha cham shahar o arid sharikatna
Basma: bas ma7ad lah 7ag ina-
S3ood: ahalich yshofon ina ele ga3d yasawoona fene inti8am 7agich
Basma: bas mo mn 7aghoum s3ood mo mn 7aghoum!
Basma stood in front of S3ood, she was so close he took a step back, Their heart beats were increasing so fast, S3ood missed having her around he missed holding her in his arms... he missed his wife! Bamsa wanted to remember how it felt being in his arms, she wanted to remember him.. she wanted to remember S3ood the love of her life…. She wanted to remember her husband.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Come back when you can (11)
Quwa;**
1. Shlonkoum?
2. el jaw bara iyaaanin! Finally yana bard?!
3.I need a new hair cut!
4. I didnt reply on ur comments on the last post becasue im SUPER BUSY! I'll to reply asap ;)
Enjoy it;**
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Basma: 6alagtne?
He nodded.
Basma's eyes were full of tears: laish?!
S3ood sighed heavily he put his hand on his forehead.
Basma: S3ood laish 6alagtne?!
S3ood: Basma ele baina kan musta7eel ykoun! Kan musta7el ykoun ela etha ana wiyaaach tamaina n7awil o intimasak ib ba3ath! Bas lama… lama dashaitay bil '3aybooba kint ana thid ahale o ahalich broo7i! ma kintay yami o kafi ele kint feh
Basma: o 8arart it6aligne?!
S3ood: mo ana ele 8arart … ahali o ahalich ohma ele 8ariraw
Basma and S3ood stayed silent for a while, Basma kept on staring at him and he stared at the space, She felt lost & left out and he felt sad & guilty.
Basma: o chithi 5ali9at 8i9atna?
S3ood: Basma-
Basma: laish ma giltole?! Laish ma7ad kan rathe ygoole inik rayle!?!
He shook his head.
She sighed: inik kint rayle!
S3ood: awal ma gimtay mn el '3aybooba kalamni oboch… gale inch fa8adtay el thakira o ma tathkren a7ad o el a7san ina ma7ad iyeblich 6areye o ine ma akalmch 3ashan la tit.thakraine
Basma was shocked.
S3ood: o nisait as2lich el mobile ele kalamtene mina mobile mno?
Basma: mobiley
S3ood shock his head: la hatha mo ra8mch
Basma: omi galat in mobiley tikasar o-
S3ood: mobileych ma tikasar … kil ele kan ib jan6itich tam nafsa
Basma gasped, everyone lied to her!
Tears escaped Basma's eyes, she sniffed and whipped them away.
S3ood: Basma sam7ene
He looked so sad and broken like he always did.
Basma: S3ood shil ma6lob mne asawi?! A3esh 7ayate 3adi? Wala iye 3ala bali ine kint murtik?
He nodded.
Basma grabbed her purse and stood up.
Basma: 9a3ib! S3ood ma agdar ansa ele sima3ta! Ma agdar asawi nafsi mo mihtama! Ib ay 7ag el kil 8arar ine ma a3arif ay shay 3an ele 9arli gabil el 7adith? Mo mn 7aghoum ya7rmoone mn ine a3arif ele 9ar ib 7ayati!
S3ood: adri wala adri
Basma: al7en istaw3abt laish kil ma ayeb 6ariyk oboy y3a9ib! al7en istaw3abt laish omik dgaratne awal ma shafatne! Al7en istaw3abt laish kil ele kint a9adifhoum kanaw ys2lon 3anik!
S3ood: o 3abalich ana ele marait feh sahil?!
Basma sat down.
S3ood: Basma! Ana… ana figadtich faj2a! o la mo bas figadch kint lazm ansach o amsi7ich mn 7ayati wala china kan baina shay! 3abalich hatha sahil?! Basma intay kintay murti! MURTI! O ib sa3tain in'3a9abt a6aligich
Basma's eyes were full of tears.
S3ood: kint kil youm ayech el mistashfa! Kil youm! 7ata 3ugb ma 6alagtich kint ayech… 7ayati Kilha wgifat ma gimt adawim bil sharika lama ingabat! O la inbagat mn mno? 5ali! O rija3na mara thanya o 6alabna musa3ada mn ahalich o kan shar6houm ine asht'3il 3indhoum
Basma nodded and stood up: madri shasawi … madri shagoolik
S3ood was so sad and she could feel it, She could feel how weak he was and it broke her
Basma: mashkoor s3ood.. mashkor la2anik el wa7eed ele rithait tgoole kil shay
Basma walked away but S3ood stopped her when he called her name
Basma: na3am?
S3ood: mithil ma intay t7isen inch ta3bana ham ana ta3ban… 9ij in9idamtay ib kil ele gilta o 7asaitay ina ana wiyach inthalamna… bas intay wath3ich ar7am mn wath3i
Basma: shlon?
S3ood: intay ma tathkren ay shay baina…. Ana athkir kil shay baina
S3ood gave her a weak smile: athkir kil shay
Basma whipped away her tears: chan zain tinsa nafs ma ana nisaita
S3ood: la Basoom ele baina 9a3ib yinise
Basma felt like throwing herself in S3ood's arms and crying her eyes out , she could feel his love, she could feel how much he loved and still loves her.
She sniffed and took a deep breath: Bas s3ood kafi 3alay… a7is ine mo gadra atnafas
Basma left S3ood and walked to the car, she got in the car and Shayi5 drove off.
Basma put her hand on her face and cried her eyes out, they finally reached home Basma whipped her tears away, grabbed her purse and walked inside the house.
"Mno ele da5al?! Basooooma?"
Basma sighed: eee Basoma
Basma was so mad at everyone the only person that she would want to talk to was S3ood.
Mother: wain kintay mama?
Basma: umm ri7t… ri7t el jam3iya
Mother: ok
Her mother felt that she was lying but didn’t say a word.
Mother: shlon rasich?
Basma: wayed a7san.. 3an ithnich
Basma left her mother and walked upstairs.
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S3ood got in the house and walked upstairs, he still lives in "their" apartment, His apartment with Basma.. he knew that it was pathetic but he couldn’t leave.
He switched the lights on and walked inside, Everything in the place reminded him of Basma, His eyes fell on the red couch that doesn’t match any of the furniture "Sa3ood loonha a7mmmmmmmmar tyanin!" he remembered her giggles and smiles when she came home from work and found the couch in front of her.
S3ood sighed and sat on the couch
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"Baba"
"Na3am 7abebte"
Basma stood in front of her father.
Father: gi3day 7abebte
Basma shook her head: mirta7a chithi
Her father looked at her with curios eyes: golay yuba shba'3aitay?
Basma: abe arid asht'3il bil sharika
Basma's father's eyes widened: triden tisht'3ilain?
She nodded: ee barid asht'3il bil sharika
Father: laish?!
Basma raised an eyebrow: la2ana 6agat chabdi mn ga3dat el bait!
Father: bas intay lal7en ta3bana o jismich yi7taj yirta7 o-
Basma: ma fene ela el 3afya o barid el sh'3il mn bachr
Basma left her father and walked to her room, she decided that she'll go back to work to fell like she has a life! And after what happened today she wanted to spend more time with S3ood.
1. Shlonkoum?
2. el jaw bara iyaaanin! Finally yana bard?!
3.I need a new hair cut!
4. I didnt reply on ur comments on the last post becasue im SUPER BUSY! I'll to reply asap ;)
Enjoy it;**
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Basma: 6alagtne?
He nodded.
Basma's eyes were full of tears: laish?!
S3ood sighed heavily he put his hand on his forehead.
Basma: S3ood laish 6alagtne?!
S3ood: Basma ele baina kan musta7eel ykoun! Kan musta7el ykoun ela etha ana wiyaaach tamaina n7awil o intimasak ib ba3ath! Bas lama… lama dashaitay bil '3aybooba kint ana thid ahale o ahalich broo7i! ma kintay yami o kafi ele kint feh
Basma: o 8arart it6aligne?!
S3ood: mo ana ele 8arart … ahali o ahalich ohma ele 8ariraw
Basma and S3ood stayed silent for a while, Basma kept on staring at him and he stared at the space, She felt lost & left out and he felt sad & guilty.
Basma: o chithi 5ali9at 8i9atna?
S3ood: Basma-
Basma: laish ma giltole?! Laish ma7ad kan rathe ygoole inik rayle!?!
He shook his head.
She sighed: inik kint rayle!
S3ood: awal ma gimtay mn el '3aybooba kalamni oboch… gale inch fa8adtay el thakira o ma tathkren a7ad o el a7san ina ma7ad iyeblich 6areye o ine ma akalmch 3ashan la tit.thakraine
Basma was shocked.
S3ood: o nisait as2lich el mobile ele kalamtene mina mobile mno?
Basma: mobiley
S3ood shock his head: la hatha mo ra8mch
Basma: omi galat in mobiley tikasar o-
S3ood: mobileych ma tikasar … kil ele kan ib jan6itich tam nafsa
Basma gasped, everyone lied to her!
Tears escaped Basma's eyes, she sniffed and whipped them away.
S3ood: Basma sam7ene
He looked so sad and broken like he always did.
Basma: S3ood shil ma6lob mne asawi?! A3esh 7ayate 3adi? Wala iye 3ala bali ine kint murtik?
He nodded.
Basma grabbed her purse and stood up.
Basma: 9a3ib! S3ood ma agdar ansa ele sima3ta! Ma agdar asawi nafsi mo mihtama! Ib ay 7ag el kil 8arar ine ma a3arif ay shay 3an ele 9arli gabil el 7adith? Mo mn 7aghoum ya7rmoone mn ine a3arif ele 9ar ib 7ayati!
S3ood: adri wala adri
Basma: al7en istaw3abt laish kil ma ayeb 6ariyk oboy y3a9ib! al7en istaw3abt laish omik dgaratne awal ma shafatne! Al7en istaw3abt laish kil ele kint a9adifhoum kanaw ys2lon 3anik!
S3ood: o 3abalich ana ele marait feh sahil?!
Basma sat down.
S3ood: Basma! Ana… ana figadtich faj2a! o la mo bas figadch kint lazm ansach o amsi7ich mn 7ayati wala china kan baina shay! 3abalich hatha sahil?! Basma intay kintay murti! MURTI! O ib sa3tain in'3a9abt a6aligich
Basma's eyes were full of tears.
S3ood: kint kil youm ayech el mistashfa! Kil youm! 7ata 3ugb ma 6alagtich kint ayech… 7ayati Kilha wgifat ma gimt adawim bil sharika lama ingabat! O la inbagat mn mno? 5ali! O rija3na mara thanya o 6alabna musa3ada mn ahalich o kan shar6houm ine asht'3il 3indhoum
Basma nodded and stood up: madri shasawi … madri shagoolik
S3ood was so sad and she could feel it, She could feel how weak he was and it broke her
Basma: mashkoor s3ood.. mashkor la2anik el wa7eed ele rithait tgoole kil shay
Basma walked away but S3ood stopped her when he called her name
Basma: na3am?
S3ood: mithil ma intay t7isen inch ta3bana ham ana ta3ban… 9ij in9idamtay ib kil ele gilta o 7asaitay ina ana wiyach inthalamna… bas intay wath3ich ar7am mn wath3i
Basma: shlon?
S3ood: intay ma tathkren ay shay baina…. Ana athkir kil shay baina
S3ood gave her a weak smile: athkir kil shay
Basma whipped away her tears: chan zain tinsa nafs ma ana nisaita
S3ood: la Basoom ele baina 9a3ib yinise
Basma felt like throwing herself in S3ood's arms and crying her eyes out , she could feel his love, she could feel how much he loved and still loves her.
She sniffed and took a deep breath: Bas s3ood kafi 3alay… a7is ine mo gadra atnafas
Basma left S3ood and walked to the car, she got in the car and Shayi5 drove off.
Basma put her hand on her face and cried her eyes out, they finally reached home Basma whipped her tears away, grabbed her purse and walked inside the house.
"Mno ele da5al?! Basooooma?"
Basma sighed: eee Basoma
Basma was so mad at everyone the only person that she would want to talk to was S3ood.
Mother: wain kintay mama?
Basma: umm ri7t… ri7t el jam3iya
Mother: ok
Her mother felt that she was lying but didn’t say a word.
Mother: shlon rasich?
Basma: wayed a7san.. 3an ithnich
Basma left her mother and walked upstairs.
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S3ood got in the house and walked upstairs, he still lives in "their" apartment, His apartment with Basma.. he knew that it was pathetic but he couldn’t leave.
He switched the lights on and walked inside, Everything in the place reminded him of Basma, His eyes fell on the red couch that doesn’t match any of the furniture "Sa3ood loonha a7mmmmmmmmar tyanin!" he remembered her giggles and smiles when she came home from work and found the couch in front of her.
S3ood sighed and sat on the couch
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"Baba"
"Na3am 7abebte"
Basma stood in front of her father.
Father: gi3day 7abebte
Basma shook her head: mirta7a chithi
Her father looked at her with curios eyes: golay yuba shba'3aitay?
Basma: abe arid asht'3il bil sharika
Basma's father's eyes widened: triden tisht'3ilain?
She nodded: ee barid asht'3il bil sharika
Father: laish?!
Basma raised an eyebrow: la2ana 6agat chabdi mn ga3dat el bait!
Father: bas intay lal7en ta3bana o jismich yi7taj yirta7 o-
Basma: ma fene ela el 3afya o barid el sh'3il mn bachr
Basma left her father and walked to her room, she decided that she'll go back to work to fell like she has a life! And after what happened today she wanted to spend more time with S3ood.
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