“9a7 kalamich seriously wain balga a perfect guy ?” mneera said.
“walla shoofay true love doesn’t exist mny klihum players !” fa6oom said with anger.
“la shda3wa fee bs gltlch they are hard to get” I replied.
It’s 4:00 p.m. already. The girls and I headed to chocolate bar and started ordering pink pasta and chocolate fondue. All I can see was calories, I couldn’t eat until fa6oom smiled and pointed at the food. I tried to eat some, and then I stopped. When they finished we headed back to the chalet it was almost 6:30. We changed to comfy and warm clothes since its getting darker and windier. The best thing about the beginning of winter in Kuwait, that it’s warm at mornings and coldish wind at nights. We went back outside and sat on the rocks in a semi-circle, carrying with us banak, termis and soft drinks.
Suddenly all I can think of is me and my depressed life. Maybe if I change it, I can change other people’s lives…
Surprisingly a bunch of halaga jumped beside us and started blabbing. Fa6oom shooed them away with her magic ‘cursing them’. They went away I guess they got embarrassed.
“ banat ana baroo7 starbucks ashtry mocha a7is iny di5t taboon shay ?” I asked.
“salamtch” they all said.
I went straight towards starbucks. It was kinda dark and crowded. I opened the door and waited in line. I ordered my drink and got out. Accidentally a guy pushed me.
“ ana asif mo 8a9dy” he apologized.
“ la 3adi no worries “ I replied.
I continued walking towards the rock.
“ baaack “ I yelled.
Halla and mneera weren’t there..
“ wain ilbaji ?” I asked.
“Ra7aw yishtroon banak” she said.
“agool dalool shsalfitich mikta2ba oo zahgana oo chna mit’3ayra walla gabl kntay fa9la” she said.
“haw mafeeny shay bs madry ya3ny 7asa iny ‘3air 3an ilawadm oo 7ady jaikara oo fat oo karha 3eeshty!” I poured my heart out.
“ la yooba 6l3ay mn hal ka2aba mako a7la mn jamalich oo jismich 5a6eer shtabeen akthar mn chthy “ she said and gave me a hug.
The girls are back.
“shisalfa ?” halla asked.
“ la walashay “ I relied.
I’ve noticed fee wa7d kan ga3d e6al3ny oo yibtisim mn b3eed. I smiled back bas mo ashkara ladaraja ga3da I flirt with him.
The wind was so cold. The sky looked amazing with all those stars. The air was fresh and the waves seemed so calm. I was wondering maybe I would find someone one day that I could cuddle between his arms and feel so warm and secure. Maybe I’ll find someone who would kiss me on my neck everyday to show me his love. Maybe…….
My phone rang, it was the same number that called earlier asking for jassim….
“ aloo ?” I said.
“ 3ash mn sma3 9ootich … walla gomar wntay ga3da chthy 3al ba7ar” he replied.
I hung up….
“ banat goomaw agoolkom ba3dain laish” I yelled.
The girls freaked out and got up. A voice came from a far distance and its getting closer.
“dalal n6ray shway dgeega” he yelled.
I stopped and turned around so angry.
“ int sh3arafik b ismy oo ra8my ?” I asked.
“ a3arfich mn twitter oo 6ala3t ra8mich mn number book.. walla asif ma knt abeech chthy t3a9been oo t5tar3ain!” he said.
“ 5air shtaby ?” I said
“aby at3araf 3alaich” he said.
“ aham shay wain ga3deen shfeek int” I said.
I turned around and headed back to the chalet. Laman wi9alna I went upstairs and lay on my bed and took some rest. I started thinking about this guy I had a crush on. He’s in university with my sister,fay. He once came to our house to study with Fay. Isma m7amad, he’s a good friend with her and I’m sure there’s no relationship between them, they always looked so goofy. Fa6oom came upstairs…
“laisg ga3da broo7ich foog ?” she asked me.
“ walashay ga3da afakr..” I replied.
She laughed.
“ yalla goomay yal ka2eeba 5al nanzil” she said.
“ hehe ok” I laughed.
I headed downstairs and sat on the coaches. My phone rang..it was a land line.
“ aloo ?” I answered…….
All of a sudden, I only can feel the tears running down my face. I couldn’t help it but collapse on the floor. I couldn’t feel anything. Everything seemed so dark. I was lost.
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