PART 8
Fai9al: ohh ghadoo mashallh me7lawa awal mara fi 7ayatch
Ghada: fai9al chub ana mob metfayja tara 7mood o amoon ema25reena
Fai9al: bismillah enzain hadii a39aabch laish chi entii
Meanwhile…
7mood: (nock nock) ghadoo sa3deeniii I can’t tie this stinking tie its pissing me off, ohh amna sry
Me: ohh 7mood thnk god someone is here, come help me I cant reach the zipper its too low for me to reach.
7mood: huh umm yh sure turn around
7moods point of view:
I saw her there struggling trying to zip up her dress, I saw her back at that moment I was prepared to run or else I will loose control. She turned around for me to zip her up. I could hear my heart thumping as if it is going to fall out of my chest. I placed one hand on her bare back, she shivered
Me: im sry eiidii barda
Amna: no its ok
Then I held the zipper and zipped the dress. I took my time zipping it up just for the moment to last, I know its wrong but I love her.
Amna’s point of view:
His hands were cold but I didn’t shiver because of that only if he knew I shivered because he was touching my bare back. For a moment I thought that I was gonna pass out. I secretly wished that the zipper could get stuck so that the moment would last longer.
7mood: yep all done
Me: ohh thnks a lot, so yh u wanted help with something
7mood: yh this stupid tie it is pissing me off
Me: let me help you with that, and pay attention so you can do it yourself next time
I put my hand around his neck to tie the tie. I explained the steps to him and he just stared at me, I liked it but just to tease him…
Me: 7mood laish etshoofni chi
7mood: tarach wagfa jdaam wayhii o teshr7illi sho a’3am’9 3yooni mathalan
Me: hhhh ‘ok I feel stupid’
Ghada: ento shotsawoon ha YALLAH beneta5ar tara bayiilkm foog
At tht moment both me and 7mood cracked up
7mood: 5aloona enrawe7 gabl 3an ma king kong yakelna yallah
Downstairs…
Fai9al: bismillah era7man era7eem, sho wa7sh mb ghada temii wagfa ehnii
a7salch, matbain they spend time together ymkn eygoola ena ey7bha?
Ghada: ohh I haven’t thought of that, u know me, i hate being late
Fai9al: hathoom yaw yallah lets leave before elwa7sh yakilna
And then we headed to the car and drove off.
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