Empty Spaces -5-

Hello!!

1. I'm trying to post each Friday! I've been posting on friday the last three weeks.

2. and again its a SUPER long post!

3. Thank you ALL  ur comments and feedback always give me a motive to write!

4. This post goes to the Anonymous 25! Tistahlaain dedication ;D

Enjoy it!

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Lama walked inside the apartment with heavy steps, She just wanted this to be a nightmare and she'd wakeup soon.

"Hathe ghurfitich" Barak pointed and the master room in the apartment.

"o ghurfiti akhir el mamar..etha taben shay nadene"

Barak left Lama standing and walked to his room.

Lama: la7tha

Barak stood in his place then turned around.

Lama: sina..sina o t6aligne

Barak: Lama-

Lama: please Barak! Bintim nmathil 6oul 3umrna? Ba3ad sina bakon mitkharja

 o mitwathfa ib mukan zain enshallah! Wetha s2alona laish ti6alagtaw bngolhom ma gidarna intifaham

Barak nodded: okay,Lama wala mu qa9de a7i6ich ib hal mawqif wala ajri7ich hal kithir bas-

Lama: bas ma ligait wa7da ghairi titzawajha? Shoug o khalti yadron?

Barak: yadron 3anha ee.. bas ma yadron ine lal7en-

Lama: inik lal7en t7ibha?

Barak sighed and looked away, he couldn’t look her in the eye.

Barak: Lama 9adgene mani mga9ir wiyach ib shay! Ele tabena biyech lay 3indich! O mintay mi7taja shay min a7ad enshallah!

Lama ignored Barak and walked to her room, she closed the door, sat on the bed.

She stared blankly at the wall in front of her, Lama started feeling tears rolling down her face, She couldn’t believe what's happening to her..she wanted to crawl into a hole and cry her eyes out, she wanted to throw herself in her mother's arm and cry, what happened to her doesn’t happen, it just doesn’t happen, it's something that you see in a movie, read in a book, it's not one of those things that happen in real life.

Barak sat on the couch, he knew what he did was wrong, but he was willing to give her everything she wanted, what if his parents knew? What will he say to defined himself?

Barak sighed and closed his eyes.

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Lama opened her eyes.

Ayy rasi!!!

Lama felt her heart beat in her head, iff min bache ams!

She got out of bed and walked to the bathroom looked at her face in the mirror she saw her smudged eyeliner then realized that she slept with her makeup on.

She got freshened up, changed her clothes, slowly opened her room and walked outside.

Lama found Barak sleeping on the couch, with his dishdasha and shoes on.

She realized that he had a rough night too, Lama stood in front of him, she wanted to punch him in the stomach, but what bothered her most is that she was starting to really like him.

Aga3da? elsa3a 11! welmafroth nanzil intarayag 3ind khalti

Lama stood in her place: umm Barak Barak!! BARAAAAK!!

She realized that calling his name wont wakeup him and she didn’t want to touch him.

Lama picked up a cushion and threw it at Barak: BARAAAK GOUUM!

The cushion hit Barak, he gasped and fell off the couch.

Lama couldn’t help but smile, he opened his eyes and saw a big smile on her face, he couldn’t help not to laugh at himself.

Barak: 9aba7 el khair

Lama quickly turned back to her straight face: 9aba7 elnoor, badil ta2akharna 3ala ryog khalti

Barak nodded, he stood up picked up his ghirta and mobile and walked to his room.

Lama opened the curtains and sat on the couch, it smelled like him..a smile automatically formed on her face, she felt sorry for herself for starting to like Barak, but his heart didn’t belong to her.

Lama heard a phone ring she walked to the coffee table and picked up.

"Aloo? 9aba7 el noor hala khalti.. tawna ga3den! Ee kana nazleen enshallah! La la t9a3don shay i7na nanzil!"

Lama stared at the lace on her dress, the diamond ring on her hand.

"Jahza?"

Lama nodded and stood up without even looking at Barak.

"Lama"

Lama: na3am?

Barak: ma7ad yadre-

Lama turned around and faced him: wala a7ad ib yadre, bas itifaqna.. sina o bas

Barak felt so bad: Lama fakray feha eb 6areeqa thanya

Lama: na3am?

Barak: tara adre ena mama Nora gaylatlich etha takharajtay btzawjich  Thamer wild 3amich wentay ma tabena

Lama froze in her place aked Shoug gaylatla

Barak: fakaitch mina o ana iftakait min 7anat ahale, o giltich wala shay betghayar eb 7ayatich! ele tabena saweh! Wele tamreen feeh 3indich!

Lama knew that a part of what Barak said was right, she couldn’t stand her cousin, and Barak is a good person she can live with him.

But it hurts, he's supposed to be her husband not her roommate!

Barak: Lama.. adre inch th'haba o ya bakht ay rayal feech! o la t7ateen mani thalmich wiyay enshallah

Lama smiled.

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 "BAAS YUMAA!! Rasna 9ada3 min el yibab!"

Lama and Barak smiled when they entered the living room.

"sabaaa7 el khaair ya a7la Lama"

Lama smiled: 9aba7 el khair khalti!

Lama and Barak sat next to each other.

Shoug: heeeey!! Khathaaach mini? Mukanch hne yame!! Wain mirtaza yama!

Barak smiled when Lama giggled.

Mother: haw! Rayilha! Shnu ele khathach mini!

Father: bas ya yuba!! Athaitoohom! Lu m9a3deenlhom ryoghom foug a7sanlhom!

Lama laughed, She loved Barak's family, they were her family, they meant the world to her she couldn’t imagine a day without them.

She decided to make Barak love her, she decided to be herself with him, maybe he'll fall for her and forget about everything before her, and if she couldn’t; she'll let him go after a year.

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Lama left the shower, sat on her bed with her bathrobe and a towel on her head.

She heard the door knock "Lama?"

Lama: hala?

Way magdar aba6il el bab!!!

Lama rushed to her closet put the first dress she saw on.

Lama: la7thaa Barak!!

Lama opened the door with her wet messy hair: hala

Barak: ybtlich starbucks!

Lama smiled: mashkoor!!

Barak: dagait 3alaich ma radaitay chan adig 3ala Shoug o galatle shtshrben!

Lama didn’t know if Barak was sweet because he was feeling guilty or that’s his personality.

Lama: mashkour wayed! O tara ma radait la2ane kint atsaba7!!

Barak: nashfaay sha3rich la tamrtheen!! Taben aga9ir 3al takef?

Lama: la la 3adi mit3awda!!

Barak: okk 3ala ra7tich, ana ga3id bil 9ala etha taben shay

Lama smiled.

Lama closed the door and saw her face in the mirror

Abaih sha3ri!

She laughed at herself blow drayed her hair and put it in a messy bun, sprayed her favorite perfume and walked to living room.

Lama: mo thab6een my drink el yoom!

Barak looked behind him and found Lama standing with her eyebrows crossed, he smiled: afa!!

Lama: ee!! Ay starbucks?

Barak: nuzha!

Lama: waay maleeq hal starbucks wala mara thbi6aw shay!

Barak: madre 3ad! Etha taben inta3asha winro7 nishtrelich mara thanya

Lama smiled, Barak was so sweet and it didn’t even seem that he was trying to be.

Lama: shga3id tsawe?

Lama sat on the couch in front of him.

Barak: shghil el dawam!

Barak was busy with his paper work, Lama wanted to watch the TV but she had to sit on the couch next to him to be able to see the TV.

Ifff no way! Mani mit7arka min mukani! Dam ma yabe y6ali3 shmala mjabil el television?

Lama: Barak

Barak didn’t want another small fight or serious conversation.

Barak: hala

Lama: you3ana

Barak laughed.

Lama giggled: min 9iji!

Barak: 7ata ana! Shtaben na6lib?

Lama: laish ma asawelina sandwiches? Wala misht'he shay mu3ayan?

Barak was really hungry and he didn’t want to risk trying Lama's sandwiches that might not be good.

Barak: la ita3been 3urmch! Khal adig 3al ma6bakh ta7at ysaolina!

Lama: okay kaifik!

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Lama and Barak finished their dinner, Lama washed the dishes and walked back to the living room, she saw a lot of papers spread on the coffee table and Barak with a very confused face.

Lama: ola!!

Barak looked at Lama with his tired face, She really felt sorry for him he's working really hard.

Lama: shnu lazm tsawe!

Barak: khalast kil shay bas baje aqasimhom 3ala el sneen!

Lama looked at the papers, they were more than a 100 paper.

Lama: la7tha!

She went back to her room and started looking through her things.

akheran!

She walked to the living room: kint ga3da adawir el stick notes 3araft'hom?

Lama looked at Barak and he was fast asleep, she covered him with a throw and sat on the floor in front of the coffee table.

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Barak woke up at the sound of his alarm.

Waaaih mobiley mafeh sha7in!! o ma khalast shighle!!!

Barak looked at the coffee table, he looked at his papers that suddenly turned into colorful ones, he saw a tiny note on the side that was written on it with a bubbly hand writing. 

"I did what I could to help!

GOODLUCK!!

Lama"  

Lama organized the years by color, each year had it own color and its own stick note.

He noticed the throw that covered him while he's sleeping, he knew that it was her.

Barak smiled, she was the most sweet, funny and interesting person he met in a while, he smiled with his heart too, it was the first time in a long time and it was because of Lama.