Confessions.40

Before I even start with the post, let me say this.
Wow. To the person sending me hate on ask.fm, keep going. You make me laugh. I honestly pity people like you.
And to the people trying too hard to find out who I am and expose me, khefaw 3alaina ya gossip girl.:p 
Stop trying too hard, I'm not threatened by people like you. But I just think you should respect my decision to stay anonymous. I will not hesitate to block people who talk to me just to "ysa7boun 7achey", I'm not stupid:p.
And YES, I have revealed to a decent amount of people whom I am truly fond of. So stop asking me about that,

And now, the post.


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Previously...
She rushed upstairs and into her room and locked the door behind her.She anticipated to hear Hamad's voice, telling her everything will be Oki. She desperately needed him. She needed him to whisper his comforting words through the phone. She needed him to work his magic and make her smile.


She dialed his number and pressed her phone against her ear, her tears started streaming down her cheecks but she kept wiping them. "Alooo?" a soft girly voice said through the phone and Rayan was left speechless. She pulled the phone and away and read the contact ID again, making sure it was Hamad. And it was positive. She remained silent. "Aloo?" the girl said again and then innocently chuckled.


"Goulay aloo." she heard Hamad whisper to the girl and the she did as he said. Rayan cleared her throat and tried to listen carefully. "Goulay shlounech?" he whispered a little too loudly, loud enough for Rayan to make sense of what he was doing. "Shlounech?" the girl said and Rayan smiled. "Goulay Rayounaaa la tez3leeen." Hamad whispered again and the girl said it in a whining tone.


The girl went quiet for a few second, "Mwaah a7ebichh waaaayed." she said and Rayan heard Hamad chuckle. "Khala9 3a6eeney." Hamad said and in a matter of seconds, the girl's voice faded away. "Aloo." Hamad said with a grin on his face. Rayan was smiling the whole time, "Menu hathey?" she asked and couldn't help but turn into all pretty shades of red.


Hamad couldn't help but chuckle, "Tekfain 9awray wayhech al7een. A7esah yge6 alwaan." he said in his manly voice along with a chuckle and Rayan giggled. Hamad let out a deep breath, "Hathey, allah ysalmech, Layan bent ekhtey." he said and Rayan asked him how old she was. "LAYAAAAN! CHAM 3UMRECH?" Hamad asked out loud, and Layan replied with "KHAAMSAAA." They both chuckled, "Tra a3aref cham 3umerha bas a7eb a6aferha." he said and Rayan was smiling like an idiot.


"T7ebha?" she asked out of the blue and Hamad roared with laughter. "Tghareen menha? Eeh a7ebha ou amout feha ba3ad." Hamad said, teasing Rayan because he knew how jealous she could get. "Allah ykhaleha lekum." Rayan said shyly and Hamad smiled, "Ou ykhaleech ley enshallah."



After Hamad had successfully made her smile and laugh, he asked her what was wrong. She took a second to try to remember what was wrong, and then she recalled the events that occurred earlier that day. She smiled because for a few minutes, Hamad made her forget she was upset in the first place. And she never thought she would find someone with that kind of power over her. "Maku shay. I'm fine now." she said with an easy smile plastered on her face. "Akeed? You can talk to me, I'll listen." he said and the butterflies living in Rayan's stomach were brought to life.


"Thanks." she said in almost a whisper. Hamad loved the way she was always shy around him, even when she tried too hard not to show it. He loved her delicate smile and feminine behaviours. He was very fond of her, and he never believed any girl would impress him like she does everyday.


"Tadreen eney meshtaglech? Eldawam malal bedoun shouftech." he said and she sensed the sadness in his voice. Rayan sighed, "Bas yred obouy enshallah arou7 maa3ah." she said with a smile and Hamad sighed in return.


For a couple of minutes, they both went quite. Hamad wanted Rayan to start the conversation because he wanted her to break through her shyness. He loved the way she whispered when she was shy. And the way she tried her best to hide her goofy laugh. Or when her voice rises out of excitement. And the way she endlessly talked about fashion and her favorite designers and how she couldn't wait for the next collection, and he would just throw random comments as if he was in on the subject.


"Ma hagaitek t7eb elyahal." Rayan said and then snickered. Hamad gasped dramatically, "Amout fehum! A9lan enshallah etha allah ketab ou tezawajt, batres baitey  yahal. Abey chthey 11 wla 12 yahel." he said, a litte overwhelmed. Rayan snickered again, "Shaklek btakheth ga6wa mo mara." she said and they both laughed.


Rayan flinched at the image of Hamad marrying a girl who isn't her. She drowned in her own thoughts, but Hamad's voice pulled her back. "Allah ywafegna etha fe ne9eeb." he said and Rayan's world brightened. "Yesma3 menik." she whispered and Hamad just smiled.


"Enzain rayouna." Hamad said. Rayan's heart skipped a beat whenever he called her that.

"Hala?"

"Abeech tgouliley kel shay. Open up to me."

"I'll try."

"Start by telling me what happened today."

Rayan sighed, she didn't want to discuss it with anyone. She hated being told that she was wrong. "Madrey ya3ney tara ma7eb." she said.

"Mo lazem t7been. I want to get to know you. I need you to trust me."


She sighed as she let the words flow."As you know, omey ou obouy.... Threy're divorced. Ou ana kent 7adey m3a9ba 3ala omey. I can't believe she just left. 7ata ma galatley laish ou sh7aga! Ou lma agoulaha kel shay yen7al tgouley entay la tetdakhelain. Ya3ney shloun ma atdakhal? It effects me ya3ney... Ou kanat kel ma tdeg a7gerha, I carried too much anger. And I miss her so much. I don't know how I'm missing her when she was never really here. Bas madrey ya3ney..."

And she stopped because her tears got the best of her. Hamad sighed, every time he sighed, Rayan would find it comforting in some kind of way. It was weird but cute at the same time. "7as fech." he said, pain written all over his voice.


"Your turn, tell me." she said.

"Ana omey ou obouy mo met6algeen. But I wish they were. Allah ysalmech, obouy 3a9abey 7ail. Ana kebart ou ana asma3ah ygoul 7ag omey entay mo kafu 7asheema ou ma teswain. Terabait 3ala ele7ba6 ou elesloub ely ma yser elwa7ed. Kan kela ygouley menu elkhebla ely btertha fek? Kan kela ygoul 7ag okhouy ent ghabey. Ou kela ygoul ena e7na mo kafu nsheel esmah."


Rayan broke down crying. She sobbed hysterically and cried out all the anger she had bottled inside. "Laa tabcheen 7abeebtey entay!" Hamad exclaimed and Rayan couldn't help but cry harder.


She realized that she wasn't the only person with so much pain on her shoulder and sorrow in her heart. Hamad remained silent until he noticed her breathing slowly turning into a more calm pace. "Awal marra agoul hal7achey 7ag a7ad ou a7es enah halshakh9 7as feeney. Entay ma tadreen ana shkther a3ezich ou akhaf 3alaich." he said. Nonetheless of the fact that her cheeks were covered with streams of tears, she still blushed. "7eta ana." she said and Hamad only smiled and thanked god for bringing such a person into his life.


She went to sleep early that night, with Hamad on the other side of the phone. They never said good night, but remained quiet until both of them fell asleep.


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First of all, I want to thank everyone for the comments and feedback.
I love each and every one of you.
And from now on, I will be sticking to this policy: The more comments, the faster I post.
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