Confessions.31

As frustrated and hurt as Rayan was, she knew she owed Zaina an explanation. She looked around the shalaih and found Zaina sitting in another corner of the living room, looking at some of the pictures that were hung on the wall. Rayan got up and sat on the couch next to her. She took a look at Zaina after exhaling.


"Zayoun please." Rayan said as she kneeled forward and turned her head to look at Zaina. "Goulay. Asme3ech." said Zaina, looking at everything but Rayan. Rayan adjusted her seating position, her back was pressed against the couch and she lifted her knees to her chest. She tightly wrapped her arms around her knees as she began speaking. "Esmah Hamad. 7adah 6ayeb ou eyaanin 7ail! 7anouun 7ail. Ou yesma3ney, awal marra a7es ena someone cares about me, 3gb Jenan ya3ney." Rayan said and a frown formed on her face. Zaina moved in closer to her and didn't hesitate to wrap an arm around her pained friend. Rayan threw herself in Zaina's arms, "I care about you. Your dad cares about you. Kelna tara bas entay mo mestaw3eba. La tkhaleenah yesteghelich Rayanu." Zaina said.


Rayan pulled herself away from her and gasped, "Ambeih 7ada la! 7aram 3laich tara 7adah khoush wa7ed wallah!" Rayan said, unsure whether she was convincing Zaina or her own self. She remembered the tweet and her thoughts got the best of her. "Laa tkhaleen masha3rech tet7akam fech. Tra el'reyayeel kelhum nafs el6abe3. Yakheth ely yabeeh ou ykhaleech." Zaina said in a "I'm warning you tone" tone. Rayan gave her a  reassuring smile, "I know what I'm doing. La t7ateen." she said. And she wondered if she really did.


Rayan picked up her ipod from her bed and rushed downstairs, "Zayouun khaneg3ad barra please! Eljaw 3ajeeeb ou banazel el'jet!" Rayan said, her hand on the handle of the door, getting ready to go out. "Shhhh! Ga3da a6ale3!" Zaina said as her hands flew around in the air, indicating she wanted Rayan t be quiet. Rayan looked at the screen and recognized the actors from Friends. "Uff zayoun shda3wa! Shayfa hal7alqaa ou 7afthat'ha b3ad! Emshay khane6la3!" Rayan said, begging Zaina to go outside with her. Zaina turned around and gave Rayan a stare, "Oki khala9 khala9 keifech." Rayan said as she chuckled.


Rayan walked outside, the sun shining down on her skin, giving it a little glow. And her hair looked a lighter shade of brown under the sunshine. It was normal day in the summer, kids swimming in the beach, splashing water at each other and their giggles echoed to distances. Other kids preferred the sand, building sand castles and making round balls. Rayan smiled as she remembered games she used to play with her  cousins and Jenan.


She sat on a  wooden chair, sheltered from the burning rays of the sun. She took out her headphones and started untangling them. She heard the sound of a car pull to a stop and she recognized the car as Abdullah's. She ran her way over to him and decreased her pace as she watched Abdullah step out of the car carrying his mothers bag, she looked at the other side of the door and saw Hessa, Abdullah and Jenan's mother step out. "Shyaybek?" she asked in a whisper, her smile gave her away and Abdullah knew she was happy to see him. "Entay ma tredeen 3la telephonich! Dagait 3 marrat chan adeg 3la obouch ou galey enech bel'shalaih m3a rfeejtich chan omey tgoul tabey tshoufech. Tadreen b3ad el'walda bser3a toulah" Abdullah said in a sarcastic complaining tone and Rayan chuckled. "Traa sema3tek." Said Hessa and Abdullah didn't notice that she was standing to his right.


They all burst into laughter as Rayan threw herself into Hessa's arms. She felt the grace of the woman who was a second mother to Rayan. "7abeebtey Rayouna walahna 3laich! Shda3wa chthey ga63aaa marra wa7da!" Said Hessa as she slowly ran her hand through Rayan's hair. Rayan remained silence. She didn't loosen her grip and remained in the arms of Hessa, she missed feeling the warmth of a human being. The vibe of love and affection was not something Rayan was used to feeling after her best friend's death. The world deprived her from her rights to love and be loved.


"Rayoun shfeech?" Abdullah asked, interrupting the moment and Rayan chuckled. "Mafeeney shay bas welaht 3la mama Hessa." she said as she let go of Hessa and ran her hand through her hair. "Ou ana maley rab? Maasheyy bashouf menu ywadeech starbucks b3ad shway." Abdullah said as he dramatically turned his back. "Laa laa ta3al wallah 7ta enta lek w7shaaa." Rayan said with a giggle and Abdullah turned around and smiled at her. Rayan looked at Hessa who was staring at her and smiling. Rayan chuckled, "Asheelha 3anech?" Rayan asked as she extended her arm to take hold of the basket in Hessa's hand. "Eeh wallah 7abeebtey kserat eedey, ou tadreen ba3ad ana mafeeney 7ail."


Rayan smiled as she adjusted the basket in her hands, "Haw 3aboud sheel 3anha! Shfaydetik rayal?" Hessa said, teasing Abdullah and he laughed. "3a6eeney bas 3a6eeey." he said as took a few steps closer to Rayan. She chuckled as she said: "Eeh walah" and she lifted the basket for Abdullah to take. Abdullah placed his hand on the handle of the basket and their fingers brushed accidently. Abdullah felt an electric pulse run through him and a dorky smiled formed on his face. On the other hand, Rayan felt nothing new, instead she smiled back at him and continued walking her way inside the Shalaih.


"Zayoun goumay 6a3 menu yah" Rayan said as she held the door open for Hessa. "Elsalaam 3alaikum." said Hessa as she walked over to Zaina and greeted her in the traditional Kuwaiti way. A million kisses and shooting thousands of questions at a time, leaving Abdullah and Rayan laughing at them. "Zayoun hathey mama Hessa. Om Jenan, allah yer7amha." Rayan said in a soft tone. And Abdullah noticed how she spaced out for a few second. He nudged her, "Ana elsayeq ely yayebkum 9a7?" He said, complaining again. Rayan laughed, "Hatha Abdullah, weldey." said Hessa as she chuckled at how Rayan and Abdullah kept teasing each other.


They were all seated on the couches, Abdullah sitting in the far corner, busy with his phone. Rayan noticed him and Bbm-ed him.

Rayan:
Shfeek?:p

Abdullah:
Mafeeney shay, bas mo chena fashla rfeejtich mawjouda?

Rayan:
Haw shaku..

Abdullah:
Madrey a7es'ha mo merta7a kelish:/

Rayan looked up at Zaina, who was engrossed in a conversation with Hessa. Talking about the woman in the interview they were airing on TV. Rayan looked at Abdullah and he got the hint. "3baid emsh abey anazel el'jet ski bas magder brou7ey!" Rayan said as she excitedly got up. Abdullah smiled, "Yallah emshay.", he said as he got up and walked to the door. Just before exiting, Rayan turned around and asked Zaina if she would like to join, "La mabey akhaf." Zaina said as Rayan giggled at her.


Abdullah pulled the door of the garage open and Rayan stood there with her hands on her hip. "Super jet?" Abdullah asked and Rayan nodded. He made his way through the jet skis, "Laa laa hatha!" Rayan said as she pointed at the yellow Jet ski, which is originally her cousins but she liked using it when he wasn't around. "Tegdreen 3alaih?" Abdullah asked giving Rayan a daring look. "Asabgek feh b3ad." she said, full of confidence. Abdullah laughed as he pulled out the Jet ski she wanted. All Rayan did was move on step to the left, giving Abdullah more space to push the Jet ski. "Ashtghel 3endich ana? Ta3alay sa3deeney." Abdullah said, as he looked at a Rayan. She was looking at him, amazed. His body structure was athletically strong and his muscles were perfect. She shook her head, "Enshallah mo bneya tdez. Shfaydetik 3ayal?" she said, teasing him again and he laughed.


He went back inside the garage to get himself his Jet Ski. He  stopped right next to Rayan. "Tsabgeen?" he asked. Rayan gasped, "Enshallah ma netsabag menu ydezah ou you9al awal! Ashkara enta tasbegney! May9eer ghash!" she said and Abdullah roared with laughter. "Laa tabcheen bas." he said and Rayan playfully smacked his back. "Tra wallah akhaleeh." he said, threatening her and Rayan laughed. "Khala9 khala9 Oki" she said as she helped Abdullah with getting the Jet skis to the shore.


Abdullah got the Jet skis into the water and was waiting for Rayan, who excused herself to go put on her swimsuit. Half his body still in the water and his shirt lay on the shore. Rayan appeared into his view and he stared at her, she sprinted to the water because the sand was hot due to the hot rays of the sun. Abdullah laughed, "Chub tara wallah 7arr" Rayan said as she chuckled. "3ayartech" he said as he splashed water at her. Rayan gave him a look as she got on her Jet ski. "La7tha la7tha. Wain el'life jacket ya 7elwa?" Abdullah asked in a serious tone, the smile and the humor fading away. "Ambeh shda3wa tra a3aref asba7 wallah." Rayan said, splashing a small amount of water on his face. "Rayan." Abdullah said strictly. "Abdullah." Rayan said, imitating his voice. He couldn't help but smile at her stubbornness.


"Deeray balech! Ou la  tdouseen wla walah anazlech ou ared el'Jet ski! Ou 3an suwalef l'khbaal! Ou mo ay wa7ed yat7arash wla y6asher may trou7een trdeenlah el7araka fahma?!" Abdullah said in a strict tone. Rayan chuckled, "Enzaaain bas yallah" she said as she waited for Abdullah to make the first move.



The sun was setting and they were exhausted. Abdullah slowed down as he stopped next to Rayan, "Khala9? 6a3 el'maya bedat trou7." he said and looked at Rayan. "Eeh bas khala9 ta3abt" she said, exhaustion all over her face. "Khala9 entay rou7ay ou ana ared el'jet skis." he said as he smiled at her. "Akeed? Ma tabeeney asa3dek?" she asked him again. "Eeh akeed. Bas rou7ay tesab7ay ou erta7ay ou ana al7egich enshallah" he said and Rayan did as he said.


"Ambeh nesait ayeeb fou6a!" Rayan exclaimed as she watched Abdullah chuckle. "Ekhthay fou6tey ou ana an6erich 3la ma tkhal9een b3dain yeebely wa7da mn dakhel." Abdullah said as he dipped his head in the water. Rayan chuckled as she wrapped his towel around her wet body and sprinted to the shalaih. She opened the door and ran as fat as she can. "Tedafay yummaaa!" she heard Hessa say and yelled: "Enshallah!"

After a quick warm shower, Rayan picked out her grey dress from Franklin and Marshall that reached exactly above her knees. She let down her wet hair and ran to her fathers room, where he had a couple of clean towels. She opened the closet and grabbed the first towel she set her eyes one. She quickly ran down the stairs, "Shway shway la t6ee7een!" Hessa said and Rayan laughed.

She ran to the shore barefoot. She saw Abdullah sitting there, he had his shirt on and he was making round balls out of mud. Rayan tiptoed her way to him and wrapped the towel around his face. He moved his arms, alarmed, and pulled the towel away. He stood up and turned around to see Rayan bursting into laughter and tears."Lah lah zer3eeney akthar" Abdullah said as he slapped Rayan with the towel. Rayan gasped, "7araam 3aik wallah hatha asra3 shay! 6a3 7ta sha3rey ma nashaftah!" she said as she scrunched her hair to show him how wet it was.

Abdullah smiled as they walked back inside to the shalaih. "Wain rfeejtich?" Abdullah asked. "Ga3da m3a Mama Hessa..." she said and Abdullah smiled. "Ashkaraa 7abait'haa!"  she said again and Abdullah stood quiet for a minute.

Little did she know that Abdullah only smiled cause he liked the sound of her voice. Little did she know that Abdullah only loved her and not anyone else. Little did she know that Abdullah feels electric when they accidently touch. Little did she know how much Abdullah longed to be with her again. Little did she know how invincible Abdullah felt, as long as he had her. Little did she know how beautiful he thought she was. Little did she know how much he loved her smile and her laughter, especially when he's the reason behind it. Little did she know about how hard it was stop himself from pulling her into his arms.


Little did HE know about how she was thinking about Hamad with every second passing..

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PS. I'm tired of people trying to find out who I am. Just cause I'm being nice and creating convo doesn't mean I'm giving you hints to who I am. This is NOT a scavenger hunt. Hadaw a39abkum:p. And STOP asking if it's a true story, ra7 yafreg ya3ney?:p A writer never tells, so read the story ou khala9:p.

Aaand, people who try too hard to "expose" me will be blocked. Malah da3ey drama and that shit, lets be nice to each other kay?:p