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PART 25

Arwa extended her arm to grab it when she felt another hand on the drink she was aiming for and it clearly felt like a man’s hand. She stared at the hand and froze in her place

Guy: betsheleen eedch wila kaif?

She slowly looked at the guy that this hands belongs to and she couldn’t believe her eyes

Arwa: what the hell are you doing here?

Fahad: it is a public place you know, and you can be a little more welcoming sometimes

You guys do remember fahad right? He is rashid’s best friend and is pretty close to mayed as well. Just seeing fahad made arwa’s mind trigger some horrid memories that she wished she would forget. But it wasn’t the case. The terror he brought her when she was 12. Her whole childhood was hell because of what he used to do to her. Even since she was 8 he would make her cry and pull her hair.

Arwa: to you not even in a million years

Fahad: oh come on we've grown up, you have for sure grown up

Arwa: whatever, now let go I want to drink my coffee in piece and not have your face to look at

Fahad: you’re going to act this way everytime you see me, and besides how do you know its your coffee I ordered the same thing

Arwa: yes I am, and this is mine so go way

She snatched her coffee and walked to her table.

Fahad: yala 3ad, kina yahal o a’3biya mafeeha shay, eli hi ma95ara

Arwa: fine

Fahad: so how are you?

They starting talking again and arwa learned the phrase forgive and forget maybe not quite yet. It is hard to forget the torture he caused her. But still they were kids and kids do stupid stuff even if he is 4 years older than her.

In mayed and ghaya’s apartment

Ghaya woke up with mayed right next to her. She blushed at the events of last night. Just all that happened was so new to her that she didn’t know how to act. She tried to move slowly and quietly so that she would avoid confrontation. But her plan did not work as she woke up mayed.

Mayed: wain nawya teshrdeen?

Ghaya: im not running away

Mayed: taranii knt wa3ii yoom kntii tet7arkain

All ghaya did was blush. She just didn’t know what to say or do now that they have ‘slept together’.

Mayed: ta3alii ehnii

He laid back down embracing his wife between his arms.

In rashid and mahra’s apartment:

Mahra woke up early to make breakfast for her and her husband. She slept in her own bed last night because rashid was late and she didn’t see him come in last night. She peaked into his bedroom and saw the bed empty but heard the shower running.

She started making omelets just the way rashid likes it and prepared coffe. On the other hand rashid came in topless with his shirt in his hand. His wet hair dripping water on the marble floor as he wlaked towards her.

Mahra just smiled at her husband she could belive someone as hot as him be her husband.

Rashid: could you please iron this shirt for me

Mahra: ofourse, give it

She started ironing when she noticed the black circles under rashid’s eyes.

Mahra: what time did you come in last night?

Rashid: et25art eshway tarani knt wiya fahood o elshabaab

Mahra: shaklk ta3baan ergd eshway km mn sa3a

Rashid: la 3adi, mafeenii ergaad bs stress mn eljam3a

Mahra noticed that he was different but just assumed that he was tired. 

Rashid wasn’t changing around mahra he just had to much on his plate to deal with right now. With the whole situation of reem and everything got everything crazy and out of hand.

Fahad’s point of view:

She looks different it is true that 5 years has passes since I last saw her but she looks pretty grown up. The olden says was fun, even though I spent most my time annoying her. I probably put her in hell. I just really miss her.

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Fahad kept on watching arwa nibble on her cake and laughing while reminiscing the olden days. Even though it wasn’t that enjoyable for her she still had a few laughs.

Arwa: remember that time we fell in the mud and we went in the house with mud footsteps all over the carpet

Fahad: that was golden, your mom was ready to kill

Arwa: tell me about it

Fahad: sh7alha 5alo?

Arwa: eb5air el7emdillah, kanat tes2al 3nk gabl 3n maensafer

Fahad: termesoon 3ani ha?

Arwa: chub

Fahad: mool mabetet’3ayerain, 3afanallah

Arwa: like you changed, your still annoying the way you always been, anyways 

its nice seeying you again, but Ive gotta go, take care

Fahad: you too, drive safe

Arwa’s point of view:

It is good seeig him again even if he didn’t change a bit. He looked better than I though he would. Those 5 years did him good. Wait a minute did I just compliment him? Something is seriously wrong with me. Why would I even think about fahad right now? It just been so long since the last time I saw him. This is not good. But still ive got to admit he looked pretty hot. No, no, no, this can’t be happening.