HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! I'M BACK!!
*I'm so sorry for being late thank you so much for baring with me!!
*I miss u all A LOT !
*Tathker basee6, Reem and Asma are best friends, Ali is Asma's cousin, Aziz is Asma's brother. (If u don’t remember anything I recommend u reading the story again :p)
*This post goes to YOU, thank you so much on everything, thank you for whining, thank you for supporting me and thank you for being in my life.
O a special big thank you and lots of love goes to my twitter followers!!
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Reem: ASOOOM! YALLA 5AL9AAAY
Asma: inzain! Yibtay bu6il maaay?
Reem: iff yahil lazm bu6ail mayha ma3aha!!
Asma: REMOOOOOO YEBAAY MAY!
Reem: OKAY BAS LA T7NEN!
Reem walked to the fridge grabbed a bottle of water: ana ba6laaaaaaa3
Asma: kani yaya
Reem opened the door of her apartment and her eyes winded: MISHARI?!!
"MISHARY?"
: Shda3wa chithi mitfa2ja?
Reem: shlon ma atfaja2? Ams kalamt omi o ma7ad gali inik bitye!!
Mishary smiled: ee gilna nfaj2ich!
Asma's head popped behind Reem's face: Mishary?
Mishary smiled: Asma?
Asma: HIIIII!
Mishary smiled: kintaw 6al3een?
Reem: ah ee bas damik yet aked ib nig3ad!
Asma: ahh ana akhalekoum 3ayal!
Mishary turned his head and looked and Asma, he smiled she didn’t change.. not a bit, Asma was always shy and clumsy around Mishary and deep down Mishary loved that.
Mishary: laish ib tamsheen? Laish? Khalich
Asma: umm aked tabon tsolfon o-
Mishary: nsolif wintay mawjoda
Reem smiled and raised an eyebrow at Mishary, He smiled.
Mishary: ana a9lan ma3zom 3ala 3asha el laila fa mala da3i Reemo itim bro7ha, khalich
Asma smiled: ok
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Ali sat and stretched his feet on the coffee table, He was definitely not in the mood for a night out and just when he thought of sending 3azoz a message telling him that he won't be able to make it his phone rang.
Ali shook his head and picked it up: 3umrik 6weeeeel
Aziz: laish 7abebe kint tfakir fene?
Ali: agoooooooooool
Aziz laughed: inzain isma3 baghait athakirik ib 3asah el youm
Ali: agol 3azoz chine-
Aziz: chinik mit gayile inik mara7 tye?
Ali: 3azooz inta tadre ina mu jawi nass o loya!!
Aziz: 3laiwi tista3bi6? Ay nass o ay loya kila 3abod o rifeja!
Ali: iff mashi!
Aziz: ana amarik?
Ali: la ana aye
Aziz: la 7abebe ma athmin ma tis7ab 3alay! Ana bamirk!!
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Reem stood in front of the window and watched Ali's studio, it was a calm day, she saw no
trace of him nothing really moved or changed inside the studio.
: pssst!! Pssst!
Reem: uff haa?
Asma: khibla?! Shfech ga3da t6leen 3al rayal? Balla ya Mishary o shafich?
Reem: la wala? Al7en Mishary ib yiktishif ine ga3da a6il 3ala Ali?
Asma gave Reem a victory smiled, Reem gasped.
Asma: AHHHHHHH! Wala law ma okhoch hne chan riga9t my happy dance!! Akheeran i3taraftay inch mjablita lail nahar?
Reem tried to hold her laugh: AWALAN ana mu mjablita THANIYAN ma7ad gala yaskin jidami!!!
Asma: awalan mu sakin jidamich hatha bas el studio o la tsaween 3umrch ma tadren, thaniyan i3tarfay inch kintay-
:Agool Reem
Asma gasped and sat down.
Mishary: shfech?
Asma: ana?
Mishary: ee?
Asma: mafene shay!
Mishary looked at Asma then back at Reem: umm ok?
Asma: umm ana bamshe omi tawha dagat tabene ib shaghla!
Reem raised an eyebrow.
Asma: Reema kalmene gabil la yi6la3 Mishary 3ashan ayech
Reem: ok
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Mishary: yalla Reema ana mashe
Reem: byeeeeeee
Mishary opened the door and found Asma in his face, Asma gasped her keys fell on the floor, both Mishary and Asma kneeled on the floor and stretched their hands for the key, Mishary's hand touched Asma's hand, she moved away quickly.
Mishary looked at her: Asma shfech?
Asma shrugged and walked inside.
Reem: ah Asom akheran yetay! Mayta you3 shtaben na6lib?
Asma sat down without saying a word.
Reem: ahh Asom?
Asma hated how Mishary always made her feel so confused! He always gave her mixed signals and she hated him for that.
Reem: Asom?
Asma: na3am?
Reem: shfech?
Asma: mafene shay shno taben taklen?
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Ali walked to the restaurant with Aziz.
Aziz: el walad isma Mishary AlFlani
Ali froze for a second.
Aziz: okho Reem AlFlani rifejat Asom
Ali: aha
Aziz: o rifeej okhoy 3baid min ohma 9ghar nafs ma Asom rifejat Reem min ohma 9ghar
Ali: aha
Aziz: mumkin t7asisne inik mihtam?
Ali: wele ygolik ine mo mihtam?
"Hala 3azizaaan!"
Aziz smiled: hala Mishary shakhbarik?
Mishary: bkhair allah ysalmik!
Aziz: Ali Al Flani wild khalti o Mishary AlFlani
Ali shook hands with Mishary.
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Reem started yawning, she's trying to stay awake because Mishary doesn’t have the apartments key.
The bell rang Reem jumped off the couch to the door: ifff ma baghait!
Mishary: huh? Shfech ba3ad?
Reem: dikht banam o adri ma 3indik mifta7 el shaqa!!
Mishary: inzain a39abich!
Reem walked behind Mishary to the living room.
Reem: shlon 3ashakoum?
Mishary: zain
Reem: bas? Shsalfat el youm ma7ad gali jumla kamla mkamila! Ya kilmtain ya titkalmon bil alghaz!
Mishary: shfech khathitene bishra3 o medaaf?
Reem hates it when someone doesn’t understand her from the first time so she decided to shut up.
Reem: wala shay salamtik!
Mishary sat on the couch and went quite for five minute.
Reem: Mishary 7abebe bitsolif wala aro7 anam?!
Mishary: shtaben?
Reem: shfeh balik mashghol?
Mishary: agoolich bas ma t3almen a7ad?
Reem jumped and sat beside Mishary: GOOL!
Mishary laughed: ee 6ab3an gitlich ina sir nigaztay o 9a79a7taay!!
Reem: bit'thilne? Etha bit'thlne la tgool!
Mishary: mane thalich 3an el dala3! Asma 3indaha cousin isma Ali Al Flani
Reem's eyes were wide open: ee laish?
Mishary: shfech ikhtara3tay?
Reem: ha? Ma ikhtara3t gool laish?!
Mishary: isma Ali a7mad Al Flani?
Reem: madri laish?
Mishary: hmm
Reem: Mishary shil salfa shfeeh?
Mishary: madri etha ohwa wala la2 bas etha ohwa wild a7mad AlFlani sami3 3ana 7ache ma 3ajabne
Reem was about to explode: SHLON YA3NI? SHFEH?
Mishary: Reem shfech?
Reem: goli elsalfa 3adil
Mishary: Gitlich sima3t 3ana 7ache o salfa 6weela o hal salfa ihya ele khalita yhid el Kuwait o iye London!
Reem: o shno ihya el salfa?
Mishary: laish wayed hamich?
Reem went quite for a second: mu hamne bas-
Mishary: dam mo hamch mo lazm t3arfen.
Reem: bas-
Mishary: ti9b7een 3ala khair Reema
Mishary walked to his room, Reem stood up and walked to the window, she kept on staring at Ali's studio window's hoping that she'd have a glimpse of him, what is the real reason behind him leaving Kuwait? Maybe it’s the same reason why he's such a cold person? The mystery that revolved around him made Reem so interested on knowing everything about him!
