Empty Spaces -11-

Hello!

*I’m currently out of Kuwait but I made time to write this post and publish it.

*This post goes to BT;*

*This does not go to all of you; If you don’t like the length of the post, you don’t have to comment negatively, use impolite words or even read the story!! I have a life, I 

don’t spend the whole week writing the post.

*To make things clear; I write the post on Friday or on Thursday night so I post whenever I finish. I have a posting schedule and I intend to stick with it (a post each Friday) I won’t post on any other day unless it’s the finale.

I’m  sorry if I might sound rude to some of you, but I’m fed up with the rude comments.

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"Lama?"

:bil daar!!

Barak: olaaa!! Sh'hal 7ousa!!!

Lama: bnro7 3irs el yoom!! shfek nisait!

Barak: ohh 9a7!

Lama: madri shalbis!

Barak sat on the bed.

Lama: 6weel wala g9er?

Barak thought for a second: 6weel

 Lama: hatha?

Barak: china wayed mfa9akh?

Lama: la! Mgha6a min jidam! Bas thahre ele ybayin!

Barak: hmm kaifch!

Lama: haw Barak shfek? Mo 7ilo?

Barak: mako ghaira?

Lama: fe!!

Barak: tadre shlon?

Lama: shlon?

Barak: libseehom o warene wana akthar!

Lama: okay!

Barak kept sitting on the bed.

Lama: m6awil?

Barak: wain aro7?

Lama: bara? Babadil?

Barak: la 3adi 3ajbatne elga3da

Lama blushed and giggled: kaifik! Khalik! Baro7 el 7amam abadil!

Barak laughed: khalas ba6la3!

Lama: wala tadre shlon?

Barak: shlon?

Lama: ana bakhtar el nafnof! O bas!

Barak: 3an el malaqa yalla!

Lama wanted Barak to be surprised!

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Shoug: laaa!! Ana balbis hal tarchiya!!

Lama: KHAAALTII!!!

Shoug: LAMO YAL YAHIL!

Lama:  ANA MIN AMS GILT ABE HAL TARCHIYAA!!

Shoug: yal sakheefa kafe nafnoofich a7la min nafnoofi!!

Lama: laaaa? Wana shthanbe etha thouqi a7la?

Shoug: 3ISHTAAAAW!!!!

“Lama?”

Lama was busy wearing her earrings she didn’t notice Barak.

Barak stood in his place looking at Lama, She look so pretty in her long black on sleeveless dress, simple dress and ruby earrings.

He couldn’t take her eyes off of her.

Shoug: Baraaak shfeek wagif chithi?

Barak: ha?

Shoug laughed and whispered: tyanin 9a7?

Barak nodded while looking at Lama.

Shoug giggled: bakhaleekom!

Lama: Shouuuug labsene!!

Lama turned around and found Barak standing.

Lama: Barak? Min mita winta hne?

Lama couldn’t help but blush, she wanted to wrap a scarf around her, but he’s her husband.

Barak: min lama kintaw tit’hawshon 3al tarchiya!

Lama giggled.

Barak noticed that Lama was still holding the necklace in her hand.

Barak: albsich?

Lama blushed: la 3adi an6ir shoug!

Barak walked towards Lama.

Lama: haw Barak? Gitlik Shoug tlabisne!!

Barak: wetha ana balabis murti qalbha?

Lama: wetha murtik btmoot min el 7aya?

Barak laughed: kaifha 3ad mu shighle!

Barak took the necklace from Lama’s hand.

Lama pulled her hair up with her hand, she felt Barak’s hand on her back, she couldn’t breathe.

Barak: iffff

Lama: Barak yallla!!!

Barak: madri mani gadir a9ika!

Barak smiled, he could feel that Lama was so shy she could faint.

Barak: o bas!

Lama moved away: mashkoor!!!

“Lama yuma khalastyaa?”

Lama: ee khalti!!

Mother:weeeh Barak inta hne? Ya 7ilokom! Akhaleekom shway!

Lama: LAA! Khalti kani yaya!

Barak laughed: shda3wa mkhaletech wiya yine?

Lama giggled: Barak youz!!!

Lama walked aand grabbed her heels: daan shway!

Barak: laish?

Lama: batsanad 3al stand warak! Balbis joutiye!

Barak: afaaa 3alaich!! A9eerlich staaand!!

Lama: Baraaaak!

Barak stretched his hand to Lama, Lama leaned on Barak and wore her heels.

Shoug: Lamaa yalla!!

Shoug took a quick picture of them: WAAAY TSHAWGOOON!

Lama: waaay wagta ta9weer?

Barak: 7abebte?

Lama looked at Barak, she felt her heart beat in every part of her body.

Barak smiled: labsa diblitich?

Lama couldn’t even breathe: ee!

“Yalaaaa ya banaat!! Ta2akharna”

Shoug: tshawgoon!! 9awartkom malyoon 9oraaa!!

Lama wanted to move when she realized that Barak was still holding her hand, she slowly let go.

Barak: ana 6ali3 now ba3ad!

Lama: okay! Derbalik o goule awal ma tou9al!

Barak: 7athir

Barak was invited to their class reunion.

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Lama had fun in the wedding, but she couldn’t forget what she felt when she was with Barak earlier.

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Barak texted Lama.

Ha sh9ar 3alaikom? Mita tkhalson?

 Lama replied.

Yabeelina sa3a ba3ad!!

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Lama entered the apartment.

“Barak?”

Lama was wearing her flip flops and had her heels and clutch in her hand, she threw them on the couch and walked to Barak’s room.

He was taking a shower so she walked back to the living room.

Iff male khilg abadil!! Wala amsa7 el makeup! Wala at7arak min mukaani!

She heard Barak’s mobile ring beside her.

Waay moz3ij!

She stood up to set it on silent and she was shocked to see the caller’s name.

Fay

Lama took a deep and sat back on the couch, her eyes were full of tears.

Shaklik nimt, it was nice seeing you today.

Lama felt tears rolling down her cheeks, she stood up.

“Ohh Lama! Mita raditaw!”

Lama looked at him without saying a word.

Barak: LAMA SHFEEECH? Laish tabcheen??

Lama: Fay dagat

Barak didn’t know what to say.

Lama: baro7 abadil warid bait Mama Noura

Barak: Lamaa sim3ene!!!

Lama walked to her room.

Barak: qasamaan billa shift’ha elyoum bil 3azeema!! Shaswe ya3ni? Laish 7asastene ina ana ele 3azimha!!

Lama: LU 9IJ T7BNE CHAN MA RI7T BARAK!!!! CHAN 7ASHAMT MURTIK! O GILT DAM FAY HNAAK MA AROU7!!

Barak was shocked, it was the first time Lama raised her voice.

Lama: 3abalik ine ma a7is? Ma 3indi karama?? Mitzawja wa7id IB KIL WAQA7AAA gali ina y7ib wa7da thanya!! Ya3ni tizawajne 3ashan ysakit ahala!

Lama took a breath.

Lama: o ba3dain min ghaba2e bidait a7ibik o ham ma gidart t’hidha Barak! 3umri ma ga9art eb shay Barak!! Mo lazm intim sina

Barak: Lama tikfain!!!!

Lama: mabe asma3 9outik Barak!! Wala abe ashoofik!!! Bas!! Kafe chithb!!! Ana barou7 3ind omi noora! Winta t3arif shnu lazm tsawe!

Barak: ma ra7 a6algich Lama.. mithil ma bidaitay t7bene 7ata ana bidait-

Lama: BAS BARAK BASIK CHITHB!! O hathe ele mu gadir t’hidhaa?

Lama sat on bed and cried.

Lama: mint gadir tikhtaar!!! Sahil inik t6ali3ha min 7ayatik lu tabe!! BAS INTA ELE MA TABE!!

Barak was silent, he didn’t know what to tell her.

Lama: shift? 7ata min gadir trid 3alay! Rou7 Barak! Tahana wiyaha!!

Lama grabbed her car keys and purse and walked out of the room.