Cold Nostalgia -1-

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Reem was walking back to her apartment, it was cold and the dark streets of London were empty, A cold wind blew and chilled her, even though her jacket was zipped to her chin she shoved her hands into the jacket's pockets.




Reem heard a loud laugh, she stood in her place and looked around, she heard a scream, she started walking faster than before, her heart was beating so fast, she heard a lot of foot steps behind her, when she went faster the sound of the footsteps went faster until a loud voice made her freeze in her place.

 "HELLOO THERE!"

 Reem took a deep breath and turned around, she saw two tall guys standing, she took a step back and felt someone behind her.



"where you going love?"



Reem stayed silent and kept staring at them, they were obviously drunk and she didn’t want to piss them off, One of the guys started walking towards her.



She was shaking and a lot of ideas were going through her head, her legs were numb she couldn’t move.



Reem took a step and hit something.



Reem: way yuma!!

 Reem quickly turned around and found a guy standing, The look that he had on his face was so sharp, he grabbed Reem's wrist.



Reem wanted to pull away but he held her tight.

 "The show is over"
 "OH COME ON"



The guy held Reem's hand and walked away from them, she could hear them whining and cursing him, she was so surprised how did they back off once they saw him.

 Reem pulled her hand away from the man once the voices behind them were gone.



Reem: umm thank you so much I-



: "Way yuma? Ha?

 Reem raised an eyebrow Kuwaiti?



: Kuwaitiya?



Reem nodded: ee



:"inzain ya 7ilwa ahalich ma 3alimoch ina ma y9er bnaya ti6la3 bro7ha ib hal 7aza?"



Reem didn’t like the way he talked to her: o min 7athritik 3ashan t7achene chithi?



:7athriti ele an8atht 7ayatich gabil digigtaain etha ma la7a'6taayy ya3ni!

 The guy lit a cigarette and inhaled the smoke.



Reem stood in front of him: mashkor! Adil baje 6ireje



:mit2akda bitriden bro7ich?



Reem: ee mit2akda!



The guy shrugged his shoulder: Kaifich

 Reem: umm mashkor

 :"el3afo"


The strange guy left Reem and walked away, she rushed to her building.



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 -Next morning-



Reem stood in the middle of the apartment and looked around, the maroon walls, the smell of burned wood, the wooden floor, everything was the same yet it looked so different, She was different, Reem opened all curtains, London's warm sun rays entered the apartment, she smiled and sat on the couch.



"deray balich 3ala nafsich" Reema heard her mother's voice in her ears, a tear escaped her eyelids, she knew how hard it was for her mother to let her go but she needed to leave Kuwait, Reem needed a break! She closed her eyes tightly and remembered Zaid, her best friend who proposed and she couldn’t say no! Reem knew if she refused to Marry him she'll lose him, she never thought that she'll "literary" lose him, Zaid passed away after a car crash and left Reem behind.

 She stood up and walked to her window, it was a normal working and busy day in London.



*KNOCK KNOCK*



Reem haw mnu ele biye hal 7aza: im coming



*KNOCK KNOCK*

 Reem: IM COMING!



"REEEMOO BA6LAAY EL BAB!"



Reem giggled she couldn’t believe it! She left Kuwait but Kuwait never left her.

 Reem opened the door and her eyes were wide open.



Reem: ASOM!

 Asma: AHHHHHHH REMA!!



Reem: AHHH



Asma: YAL MALEEQA INTAY MIN MITA HNE WANA MADRI!



Reem: ams yeeeet!! Ma midaane akalmch!!Way ta3alay da5il shfeena wagfeeen bara



Asma was Reem's childhood friend, Asma's father had a good job offer in London and they left Kuwait, Even though Asma was 7 hours away from Reema they remained close friends.



Asma: ta3alay golele sha5barich!

 Reem: shraych tsawele ryoog 3ala ma abdail wayeech?



Asma: waay ma midane shiftich ila bidaitay tit2amraain!



Reem: ASOM!



Asma giggled: okay okay



Reem walked to her room and Asma walked to the kitchen.



Asma: AGOOL REEMO



Reem: asoma mu lazm t9ar5en asmi3ich



Asma: INZAIN AGOOL



Reem giggled: na3am?



Asma: BASAWELCH TOAST O JIBIN O LA Y5IB 3ALAICH BA3AD!!



Reem laughed and walked to the kitchen: tarayagtay?



Asma: ee



Reem: ok



Asma: Agoool



Reem: na3aam?



Asma: lay mita ga3da?



Reem sighed: madri



Reem grabbed the sandwich and sat on the counter in front of Asma.

 Asma: agol



Reem: waaaay Asom golay! O please la tgoolen agool gabil kil jumla

 Asma laughed: ok



Reem: ok



Asma: ag-



Reem: ASOOM!



Asma giggled: inzain inzain! Sh3indch el youm?



Reem: ma 3indi shay



Asma: wild 5alti 3inda iftitaa7 el gallery mala el youm! Tyen?



Reem: laa Asom shewadene!?



Asma: ta3alay!! Ta3arifay 3ala el nass ele hnak! o a9lan omy tabeech tyeen



Reem: fashla ma a3arif wild 5altich! Etha 5altich ib kubrha ma a3arfha!!



Asma: waaaih 5alti ma ra7 tkoun mawjoda! O min 9ijch mista7ya min 3laiwi? 3adi!!



Reem: hmm madri ashof