Confessions.35

35 already? Wow. I have so much more in mind for the story. Let's hop it lasts up to 75:p
I'm extremely happy today, don't you just love it when everything goes as planned?:D
Enjoy this!

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She was sitting in the living room with her father across from her. She was texting her friends while eyeing her father, afraid he might leave without saying goodbye. She sensed the tension, her father was mad but she didn't know why. For a couple of seconds, she wondered if he found out. But that was impossible, no one knows.


"Baba..." she said softly, waiting for a reaction. Her father put his phone down, "T3alay 7abeebtey." he said as he pat the empty space next to him. Rayan smiled, her smile growing as she got closer. She sat down next to him and instantly threw herself into his arms. Embracing the warmth of his touch, his arms feeling like towers over her. "Mo qa9dey a3a9eb 3alaich, bas entay tadreen eney mathghou6 ba3ad baba may9eer tez3leen." he said while stroking her hair. Tears steamed down her face, and she felt blessed to have him as her father. She thanked god a million times before letting go to kiss his forehead. "3asaney man7erem." she said as she gave him a warm smile.


"Enzain goulay baba shenu tabeen mn London?" he said before Rayan walked out of the room. She turned around and gave him a huge grin, they both chucked. "I'll e-mail them to you b3dain Oki?" she said. "Laa tkhaleeney arou7 60 alf mukan!" he warned her and they both chuckled again.


"Madrey ya3ney ana adezlik ou enta yeeb ely tegdar 3alaih" she said as she giggled. Her father opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by a phone call.


"Aloo hala Hamad."
"Eeh khale9 ana bas na6rek."
"6ayarteyy allah ysalmek el'sa3a 7."
"Laa? Yallah khala9 3ayal al7een a6la3lek. Tdel el'bait enta ha?"
"Oki yallah ashoufek."

Her father's words left her with a questioning look. She wanted to ask him who has calling? Was it HER Hamad? But she didn't want him to get suspicious. She decided to ask Hamad instead.

Rayan:
Wainek?

Hamad:
Outside.:p

Rayan:
La jad, wain?

Hamad:
6elay mn dreeshatkum:p


Yes, it felt like a twisted Arabian version of Romeo and Juliet, but it was her story to live and she enjoyed it.  She turned to look at her father, "Kel shay ma3ak?" she asked him one last time. Her father nodded as he opened his arms for her one last time. "Deeray balech 3la nafsech ha? Ana kalamt 3baid ou wa9aitah 3laich, ohwa enshallah by7awel yeg3ad 3endich." her father said. And she didn't know whether she should feel happy or annoyed. She felt like she was betraying Hamad's trust, especially because she knew how jealous he was.


"Yuba ag3ad m3ah brou7ey?" she asked, acting surprise. Emphasising that is was traditionally wrong. Her father looked at her weirdly, "Eeeh shenu ya3ney? Bel3aks Abdullah khoush wa7ed ou b7esbat wa7ed mn 3yaley! Ou ana ma geltlah ela le2ana ana adrey enich terta7ainlah ou ma7ad ywansech ghairah!" he said. Rayan kept quiet. Her father's phone rang again, except she smiled this time.


"Hala 7amoud."
"Eeeh khale9 yuba shfeek!"
"Enzain yallah al7een a6la3lek."
"Eeh ya3ney shloun ma asalem 3la benty?"
"Yallah thewaney."

He ended the phone called and slipped his iphone inside his pockets. He picked up his luggage and headed toward the door and Rayan accompanied. Her father opened the door to find Hamad standing there, giving them his back with his hands in the pocket of his jeans.


Rayan stared at him. His height and posture left her breathless. Hamad quickly turned around and was caught off gaurd. "El'salam." he said as he extended his arm to grab hold of Faisal's bags. Rayan's father gave him the bags and asked how he was. "Tmam el7emdillah 3amey, Rayan entay shlounech?" he politely asked and Rayan blushed. "Tmam el7emdillah." she said, not looking directly into his eyes. She never felt this shy when she around him and it felt weird. "Dgeega 3amey bas a7e6hum bel'sayara." Hamad said as he literally sprinted towards his car and placed Faisal's bags inside. He felt Rayan eyeing him.


He turned around and they shared a moment, she smiled shyly as she looked away. "Jawazek ma3ak?" Hamad asked as he stood a few steps away from Rayan and her father. Her father smacked his forehead, "Nesaitah foug, degayeg al7eeb ayeebah." he said as he rushed inside. Rayan kept an eye on him until he disappeared from view.


"Hey." he whispered in her ear and she shivered a bit. She smiled at him, "Hathey el'surprise?" she asked in almost a whisper. Hamad gave her a confident smile, "Shrayech? Gelt dam obouch bysafer, nrou7 net3asha barra." he said, and Rayan's stomach did a little twist. She didn't want to be seen out in public with him.


Yes, Rayan was seen in public with her male cousins and even Abdullah. But this time, it felt completely wrong. What if someone she knew saw her? Worse yet, what if one of her relatives saw her?


"Laa Hamad magdar." she said nervously. "Laish!" Hamad exclaimed, and Rayan kept silent. "Ana badesh 3shan obouy la yshek." she said, looking at the ground. "Keifech 6agag." Hamad said and he turned around to walk to his car. Rayan stood there, watching him walk to his car, and her heart was crushed to pieces.


Why did he have to be so mean? So cruel and cold. He broke her down into pieces, but managed to put her together with just one word. She felt so easy and she hated it.


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Please understand that I didn't want to break a promise and I forced myself to write this, but I'm stopping here because of this headache invading my brain.
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