Cold Nostalgia -8-

Gowa.

1. Shakhbarkoum?

2. 3eedkoum mubarak o kil 3am wintaw bkhaair ;)

3. hal post ohwa 3edeti likoum!

I really have nothing more to say so ENJOY IT :D 

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Reem opened her eyes and found Mishary's face.

Reem: AHHHHHHHHH!!

Mishary laughed.

Reem: maleeeeq khara3tne!

Mishary: shfech nayma bil 9ala?

Reem rubbed her eyes and looked around: madri, ra7at 3alay noma

Mishary: inzain imshay ma widch intarayag bara o intimasha?

Reem: umm ok

Reem walked to her room.

-After half an hour-

YALLLLAAAH!! Ma 9arat kil hatha titzaahbaain? 3aroosa?!

Reem: mishmish 7abebe la t7in

Mishary: la tnadene mishmish

Reem: la t7in

Mishary: REEM!

Reem: MISHARY!

Reem wore her black coat and tights, put her red hat on wrapped her scarf around her neck wore her uggs and she was ready to go.

Reem: yalla!

Mishary: yalla!

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Ali put on his beats and walked out of his apartment, he felt his mobile vibrate.

صباح الخير حبيبي

بخرت دارك اليوم مثل حالتي كل يوم, كلنا ولهانين عليك

Ali's heart ached, he really missed his mother, he missed her hugs, her smile and her random and funny comments, But her couldn’t go back home.. not now, it was too soon.

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AHHHHHHH

Mishary sat on the bench and laughed so hard.

Reem: AHHHHHHHHH

Mishary: al7een intay mnashbat.houm o mikhtar3a minhoum? Gomay 3an el arth!!

Reem: yshawgooon! AHH!

Mishary laughed: gomay fashaltena!!

Reem: mabe mabe 3indik ba3ad 5ubiz?

Mishary: la!

Reem: ifff!!

Reem was sitting on the grass facing the squirrels, Mishary was sitting on the bench behind her.

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Ali moved his camera and noticed a girl sitting on the grass feeding a squirrel, her red scarf stole his attention.

He couldn’t see her face, Ali sat down and started taking random shots of her, her smile was really wide.

He smiled at how cute she was, Ali took a lot of photos of her, the girl moved her place and a guy that was sitting ruined Ali's Morning and sudden photo shoot.

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Mishary's mobile rang, he stood up, and started walking.

Reem: 3ala wain?

Mishary gestured for Reem to wait.

Reem stood up and tried to feed the squirrel that was on the tree, her petit and short body didn’t help her to reach it.

Reem laughed at herself, She turned to her left and saw a guy holding a huge camera, she couldn’t see his face, the lens was too big.

Ga3id y9awrne? Huh aked la chine 9adagt 3umri wayed.

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The sun rays on her face worked their magic as the perfect spotlight any photographer would ask for, it was perfect she was perfect.

The girl suddenly turned her face, smiled and walked away.

Ali didn’t stop taking photos of her even though she was walking away.

At the end he put his camera down with a shocked face, Reem?

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Reem walked behind Mishary, he didn’t notice her.

Mishary: ee 7ata ana estaghrabt! Min 9ijik? Ygolik 3afas 3alaihoum el dinya bil Kuwait o ba3dain had el dera o ya London… eee… La rab3a 3yal AlFlani.. eee 3alaik noour, ygolik 7ata rab3a gi6a3 3anhoum-

Reem stared blankly at the floor, is Mishary talking about Ali?

Reem wanted to turn and go back but Mishary noticed her, and quickly ended the conversation.

Mishary: entay min mita wagfa?

Reem: Mishary shelsalfa?

Mishary: ay salfa?

Reem: la tsawi 3umrik ghasheem! Ali shimsawi? Laish mu 3ajbik? Laish had el Kuwait o yay London? Laish gi6a3 3an rab3a? Laish?!! Shilsalfa? Gole!!