Empty Spaces -6-

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2- Thank you ALL for the feedback on each post I really appreciate it!

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Two weeks passed, Barak walked to the apartment, the curtains were open, and like every day in the past two weeks the apartment was clean and the smell of bkhor hit his noise, Lama was a perfect wife and he 
knew it.

"Lama?"

Lama's door was open, he looked around the apartment and didn’t find her.

He grabbed his mobile and sent her a text.

"Wainich?"

"Bil class!!"

Lama took a picture of herself and sent it to him, she looked really bored.

Barak laughed "shaklich wayed mistansa!"

Lama smiled and replayed "7ADI!!!"

"An6irch 3al ghada?"

"Akhalis at 3!"

"Ok ban6irich!"

Lama smiled, she really liked Barak but she can't get over the fact that he's in love with someone else.

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"Baraaaaak?"

Barak: oshhh

Lama found Barak on the couch, trying to sleep.

Lama laughed: shqi9tik wiya hal qanafa?

Barak: banaam!

Lama: la!! bas kani wi9alt! Basakhin el akil 3ashan intaghada!

Barak: la ro7ay badlay ba3dain intghada!

Lama: wetha radait o ligaitik nayim?

Barak: taghaday bro7ich!!

Lama: laaa Barak batghada wiyak!!!

Lama blushed, she couldn’t believe she just told him that.

Barak smiled, Lama was herself and she always said what was on her mind, that’s what he liked most about her.

Barak: na3am?

Lama smiled with her blushing cheeks: baro7 asakhin elghada ya wailik in nimt!

Barak laughed: ni6rene aye asa3dich

Barak walked behind Lama to the kitchen.

Barak: t3arfen ti6bkhen?

Barak put the food in the microwave.

Lama: hmmm ghair 3an el ashya el sahla bas a3arif asawe ravioli o sweets! Winta?

Barak turned around to face Lama: ana 6al 3umrch a3arif asawe machboos!

Barak had a proud smile on his face, Lama laughed.

Lama: chathaaab!

Barak: wala!! el ghurbaa o ma tsawe!

Lama held the plates closer to her, she remembered that the girl that Barak loves was with him in Boston.

Barak: lama?

Lama: hala?

Barak: el 97on?

Lama faked a giggle: weeh sorry!

Barak and Lama sat and started eating.

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"Waaaay mali khilg!! o madri shalbis!!"

Shoug: 9i3day al7en shofaay shtalbsen!

Mother: taben ni93ad libsay o nikhtar wiyach!

Lama: ee yalaa!

Lama was walking then she realized that Barak is sleeping in his room, what if his mother realized that they don’t sleep in the same room?

Lama: khalti ana basbigkom foug

Lama rushed to her apartment, ran to Barak's room: BARAAAK!!!

Barak: BISMALLLAAAH!!! SHFEEECH?

Lama: khalti 9a3da shaqatna!!

Barak: okay?

Lama: gouum!!!!! Naam ib darna!!!

Barak: OFF 9A7!

Barak jumped out of bed and rushed to Lama's "their" room.

"Lama?"

Lama: khalti ana bil dar!

Shoug: lama 3indkom kakaw?

Lama: eee bil thalaja!!

Barak's mother entered their room and found Barak sleeping: weeh 7abebe nayim

Lama: ee ta3ban min el dawam

Mother: khalas i7na nig3ad bil 9ala libsay o ta3alay warena

Shoug: la walaaaaa? Lu ana nayma chan 3aadi tabnoon bait foug rasi! Bas la2ana baraak nayim fa lazm naskit?

Lama laughed.

Mother: osh bas osh imshay el 9ala!

Lama closed the door.

Barak: sh9ayir?

Lama: bnro7 istiqbaal el yoom! o abeehom ysa3done akthar shalbis!

Barak: umm a6la3?

Lama blushed: la! Abadil bil 7amam 3adi!

Barak: okay

Barak covered himself with the blanket and closed his eyes.

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Barak opened his eyes.

Uff elsa3a cham?

He looked at his watch it was 8:15

Olaaa wayed nimt!

He closed his eyes again and took a deep breath, the pillows and bed sheets smelled like Lama, he smiled.

Barak left the room and saw a yellow stick note on his door.

You looked tired I couldn’t wake you up before I leave!

Barak grabbed his mobile and texted her.

Tawni agoum! Shlon el istiqbal?

9a7 elnoom, iff malait wana ajamil!

Barak smiled.

 m6awla?

Eee atwaqa3!

Ok 3ayal ana baro7 el diwaniya

Have fun!!

You too!

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Lama and Shoug were watching a movie, Barak entered the house.

"Guwaa"

Shoug was too busy eating pop corn she didn’t even look at Barak.

Lama: allah ygaweek!

Barak: ha shlon kan el istiqbal?

Lama: zaaain!

Shoug: a7laa mafeehom akilhom!

Lama laughed: ele yshofch ygol waznich malyooon! Bas tsolfen bil akil!

Barak smiled, he really loved Lama's laugh you can feel how happy she is.

Barak: china 6awaltaw?

Lama: ee shway! Kan istiqbal Zaina bint khala Afrah!

Barak: eee  hathe rifejat omi?

Lama: ee fa kina lazm n6awil fashla!

Mother: ohh Barak yet?

Barak: ee tawni dash!

Shoug: LAMA SHOFAAY!! YSHAWGOON!!

Shoug pointed at the TV.

Barak's mother sat beside him, and whispered in his ear "kh6ibaw Lama mini el yoom"

Barak: na3am?

Mother: osh ga9ir 9otik!

Barak: mno hathail?

Mother: wa7da shafat'ha bil istiqbal o baghat'ha 7ag waladha!

Barak: gitleelaha inha mitzawja?

Mother: ee haw aked!

Barak looked at Lama, she was busy watching the movie and for the first time he noticed that her eyes were big, she has pretty eyes.

Barak: Lama ana 9a3id

Barak's mother whispered in his ear "ya zeen ele ygharon 3ala 7aremhom wala!"

Lama: yalla

Barak and Lama walked to the elevator and up to their apartment.

Lama: waay reele lal7en thab7atne min el ka3ab ele libasta!! Shfeeh el flip flop shfeeh!!

Barak smiled.

Barak sat on the couch while Lama opened the TV.

Barak: Lama?

Lama: hala

Barak: kintay labsa diblitich bil istiqbal el yoom?

Lama looked at Barak: ee laish?

Barak: bas as2al

Lama shfeh?

Lama: la btgole laish!

Barak: maku shay

Lama: gouul!!

Barak: mani gayil!

Lama: gouul!! Yalla 3ad Baraaaak please!!

Barak: wa7da

Lama: ee?

Barak: kh6ibtich min omi bil istiqbal

Lama smiled is he jealous?

Barak shfeeh titbosam?

Barak: shfech titbosmain? Mistansa?

Lama tried to hide her smile: ana ga3da atbosam?

Barak: laaa ana!!

Lama: Barak?

Barak: na3aam?

Lama: shfek?

Barak: mafene!

Lama felt like flying from happiness, was he really jealous?

Barak: ana banam!

Lama had a big goofy smile on her face: okay ti9baa7 3ala alf khair!

Barak: wintay min ahla

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Barak walked to his room.

Shfene?  Ma3qola 9ij aghar 3alaiha?

He threw himself on bed, he felt mad after his mother told him what happened hes jealous and he tried to hide the feeling, Lama was a part of his life now and he didn't want to share her, but she told him, she'll leave him after a year and he didn't want to be unfair with her.

Barak felt his mobile vibrate, it was a text message from an unsaved number.

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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.