Monday, February 27, 2012

Normal? 8


PART 8

After the wedding:

Arwa walked to her car with a smile on her face. She has been thinking of mahra’s reaction to the 2 of them spending their first night together. She walked hile lifting her yellow gown exposing her 7 inch silver high heels clacking on the streets. She saw someone, someone that she wished she never did.

She ran back into the hotel and peacked through the grand doors.

Arwa: ‘what the hell is he still doing here?’

She took great measures avoing this human being. After the many humiliating pranks, pulling her hair when they were kids is all the memory she had of him which made her want to walk about to him and punch his face. She avoided him with every way possible. She never even said hello to him.

The more she thought about him the more she panniced. What if she walked back out and he just walkes up to her and strats a converstion, she wanted nothing from this guy.

Fahad had his back against the wall smoking. He could sense arwa hiding with her yellow dress inside. So he took his time smoking wondering if she will ever come out of the hotel. He just waited for her wondering what her next move is. The thing he saw a crazy woman in ayellow gown running towards her car wit her heels in her hands. That is when he just laughed. She literarly ran for her life. That is the crazy arwa that he always knew.

The next morning:

Mahra woke up with this werid feeling. The space between her and Rashid was already gone; they were so close to each other almost into each others arms. 
She woke up and found Rashid still asleep. So she went to take a quick shower and change into new pair of cloths. After she was done she went back to Rashid and slowly woke him up.

Rashid was a light sleeper unlike her brother which took forever to wake him up. She called his name but no reply she called again with a very soft and polite tone. She reached out for his shoulder touching his bare skin. She seemed to white for him. Their complexion was a contrast. Rashid heard this soft voice that was amazing to his ears. He felt this warm yet gentle touch that is when he snapped out of it. He realized that it was his wife, mahra.

Rashid got up and stretched then rubbed his eyes.

Rashid: good morning

Mahra: good morning

Rashid: your already dressed

Mahra didn’t know what they were going to do so she wore anything that was suitable. She decided to go with a navy summer dress. It had a three quarters length sleeve and knee length. She paied it with baige ballerinas and ready she was.


Mahra: I had a head start

Rashid walked to the bathroom and left the door open, he brushed his teeth and washed his face.

Rashid: tbain etseereen netrayag ta7at

Mahra: haih ana wayid yoo3ana, mob makla shay mn ams esa3a 10 el9b7

Rashid: 5ala9 3ayal benetrayag ta7at

She closed the bathroom door and ran the bath. He took about 10 minutes to take a full shower which made mahra fix herself, like dry her hair and comb it. She heard the door unlock but she was facing the mirror which was opposite the bathroom door so she could see Rashid when he came out of the bathroom. He came out with a towel wrapped around his body and nothing else. For mahra it is something she never experienced before while for Rashid he never looked into it that much.  She pretended that she wasn’t staring and continued to comb her hair. Her straight black hair that she loved a lot.
Rashid grabbed his cloths and went back into the bathroom he came out looking hot and refreshing as ever. He had on this light blue buttoned shirt with a white undershirt and greyish fitted jeans.



His hair perfect in length not short not long. Mahra remembered that she forgot her bag inside to apply eye liner and a bit of gloss. That was it she didn’t like applying a lot. She entered the bathroom and her nose was about to explode.


Mahra: ohh woooooow did you take a shower with the perfume!


Rashid: sho lazm at3a6ar


Mahra: ya5ii 5ashmii bey6ee7 mn mkana


Rashid: hhhhhh sho ya5i ana raylch


Mahra: hhh sry I got carried away, but its too much


Rashid: sho too much lazm ree7tii 7lwa


Mahra: your weird


Rashid: and your annoying


Mahra: shut up


Rashid: rly even early in the morning


The smell of the perfume is good but when it concentrated in one place and a lot it kind of gives you a head ache.


They went to down strairs to get breakfast and they enjoyed there time. It was official they are a married couple. But they treated each other as friend since they rarely knew things about each other.


Two days after…


Rashid: yalla benet25ar


Mahra: would you wait for one second, I just make sure that we didn’t forget anything


Rashid: why do you check the last minute?


Even thoughh they were married for a few days they acted as if they were married for a long time. Mahra slowly learned things about Rashid. Its called being a wife.


Rashid: tara fahad eli beywa9elna elma6aar, and he will follow us their after a few days


Mahra and rashid where the first to go to Canada, following them are: arwa, mayed and fahad.


They both rode the car to the airport. It was final today was the day that they were going to Canada to study.


Fahad: etseroon o tow9eloon bisalamah inshallah


Rashid: mashkoor fahood, enchoofk ehnaak inshalla


Mahra: mashkoor fahad

Fahad: walla eyhmkm, mawa9eekm


Airport fashion is the best, I love looking at what people have on when they travel


Rashid





Mahra:





They both said their good byes and waited to board the plane. It was time and they both boarded the plane. They took their seats in first class because they had to be comfortable, it was going to be a long trip. Their trip was at night so the lights were dimed and they were going to get dinner soon.


All mahra could think about is that if she would miss this place, miss UAE and her family even though she was very anxious to leave it all behind and get going with her life. She wondered what life has instuled for her. Was there more to her life than what she thought.

3 comments:

  1. they are cute bas laish hal brood wal chan they are married !!1

    thnx for posting ....


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