A9lan Ana Majnouunak (4)

Ye7laamouun, ye7laamouun, elyy feek yef-

I quickly answered the phone and whispered, "Na9er?! Walah jad min9ijek?"

He chuckled softly and said, "Shaklech 7ilw, mafeeh shai!"

"Na9er kilesh mo wagtah allaah yehadaakk..Laiish yaaiit?"

"Shqa9dech?! Shinu .. mwa3da 9a7bich el thaani ihnee?!" He was furious.

I sighed. Na9er always accuses me of cheating of him and that I don't love him. He has no evidence of such accusation!

"Radaiina 3ala nafs el salfa Na9er?"

He stayed quite.

"Na9er?" I was worried. I looked back and saw him staring at Bader. FUCK FUCK FUCK!! Bader was staring back.

"T3arfeenah hatha?" Asked Na9er and nodded towards Bader.

"La2 Laiish?" I was nervous.

"Ga3d yekhizech wayd! Digeega wadg 3alaaich bashouf shsalfeta" He said angirly.

"LAA2 ! Na9er tukfah laa2 please latsaweelena a big scene. Emm, yala tara shwaii ou amshii, ashoufek al7een?" I lied, I was spending the whole day there, and it was just 12:07pm!

"Yala, inzain, ta3alaai sayaarti 9afe6ha bel mawaaqef ou indeglena faraah.. Joory itha sawaah ayshay thaani awaareeh.."

"La inshalah, yala rou77 10 degaayg ou yayetek!" I quickly closed the phone.

I turned to Dalia and told her everything.  

"Waaih, mayouuz hatha? Yala imshay yam3awda freshen up lat6awleen 3alaaih.."

I looked back at Bader, he had a hurtful look. I felt so stupid. Urgh who am I kidding, khanarou7 atjahaaz, I don't have a chance with Bader!

Khathait jan6itee ou yaraait Dalia ma3aii ou re7na el 7amaam. Ga3aadt a3aadil 3umri ou I re-applied make-up. I used my Russian Red lipstick, since Na9er loved red-lipstick on me.. I threw on my cover-up over my swimsuit.

"Shkither bit6awleen?" asked Dalia.

"Nafs kel maraah, maraa7 in6awel.." I assured her..

She nodded and looked at me, "Shaklech wayd 7ilw mashalaah!" 

"9iij? Mashkoora 7ayaatii intaay!" I gave her a kiss. 

She took a quick look at me and ruffled my hair around and said, "Yup, your ready.." 

6ela3na men el 7amaam ou re7na 3ind our tanning chairs.. I looked over at Bader's chair and didn't found him there. Waiii 7asaaafa! I dropped my bag and took my wallet and Blackberry and kissed Dalia..

"Wish me luck!" I sqeezed her arms.

"Oh we both know you'll be fine!" She winked.

I smiled and walked away towards the parking lot.

A9lan Ana Majnouunak (3)

I quickly took off the plugs of my headphones and snapped, "What?! Dalia, stop botheri-" I stopped and gulped.

Omg. There he stood behind me chuckling at my reaction. Wai3 wai3 7ady ghabiiya walah fashla! Rag3eeha Joory, rag3eehaa!!

"Weey, sorry 7asbalii rifeejti.." I blushed.

"La 3adyy, t9eer feenah kilinah." He winked.

"Asfa ukhouy, baghait shai?" I said politely. Mabeeh yeshoufni raglah 3ady a7aacheeh 9bayaan..

He smiled and said, "Louun cover your Blackberry wayd 7ilw! Men wain makhtheta? Adri su2aal ghabi, bas elloun wayyd 3ajebni.."

I looked down at my lap. True, my Blackberry does have an amazing shade of red. It wasn't the first time someone asks me. I said, "Oh, this old thing? Men boutique 9ghaayyer.." I stopped and said, "You know what? Law ou9aflek maraa7 tethakkar.. arsemlek map?"

He gazed into my eyes, "La I have strong memory it's okay.." I smiled and continued describing the place.

God, he's so good looking.

Ye7lamouuun, ye7lamouun, elyy feek yefakerouuun, yaakhithouunak intaa minee, walaah law yetjanenouun! Ye7-

Urgh, oh shit, mo wagtek Na9er! Men mita tdig 3alaii? Malegait ela al7een??

"I'm sorry excuse me ..." I said. I pressed the silent button and smiled at him.

"3adii, 3adii redai!" He suggested.

"La, I don't want to talk to that person anyways.." I said quietly and looked away towards the beautiful blue sea.

Dalia quickly sat up and said, "Bismelah el ra7man el ra7eem! Sh9ayer?"

I laughed and said, "Ola laii hal daraja el aghaani 3alya ib your iPod?"

"Yeaah I like it that way!" She giggled.

He chuckled and said, "Yala ba3ad ithnech.. ya36eech el 3afya ikhtee.." He started walking away, but then he stopped and turned around, "Bas baghait a3aaref ismech..?" He smiled.

I stayed quiet. Waii, agoolah? wela ma ag- 

"Joory!" blurted out Dalia. Urghh! Typical Dalia. Hey, but she solved my problem.

"3ashat el asaami Joory, ma3aach Bader." He smiled.

I blushed and said, "3ashaat ayaamik! Likewise.." I stared at him as he walked away and got lost in my sea of thoughts:

Where was he all my life?

Is he single?

Does he like me?

Where does he-

"Jay-bear! Oh my gosh! Sh9aar??!" interrupted Dalia. 

"Akkhh ya Dee, yehabil.." I told her what happened.

"Waii Joory, this is so-"

Ye7lamouuun, ye7lamouun.. ely feek yef-

"Aluu?" I answered.

"Shfeech matrideen?" answered a deep voice at the other line.

"Sorry masemaa3t el phone.." I lied and shrugged to Dalia. She chuckled softly to herself.

"Inzain, tara ana yaayech bel 6ireej al7een.."

"Haa?! Laa !! Laish? La tukfah Na9er walah shaklii khayes..." I lied again.

"Ehehhe 6al3aii waraach.."

I turned around and gulped.

He smiled at me, Bader had a confused look and shot a cold look at Na9er.

Uh-oh.

--Ye7lemouun, 3abdelmajeed 3abdullah

A9lan Ana Majnouunak (2)

I quickley looked away and started to head back to Dalia.

"Muu zainlech wayed Red Bull tara!"

I stopped and turned around and said, "Sorry?"

He smiled and said, "Agouulich mu zainlech Red Bull!"

I blushed and said, "Oh I know, everyone is trying to convince me.."

He winked and paid at the cashier. I turned around, closed my eyes, smiled, and headed back to Dalia. I think I ran!

"Dalia, omg omg omg!" I squealed excitedly and sat down.

Dalia lifted her big glasses and said, "What?! Shfeeech?!" and sat up towards me.

"Red Bull, cute guy, cashier, WINK!!!" I managed to spill.

She looked back at the bar and frowned, "That guy over there is cute?" She pointed at the Philipino guy. "Oh common Jay!" She rolled her eyes.

"NO! That guy over there!" I pointed.

He set down his drinks next to his friend, took his shirt off, revealing his perfect body and kept on typing on his red Blackberry. Oh wow. 

Dalia behind her and whispered, "Ooooh Dalia likeeyy!"

"Back off!" I growled, "I saw him first!"

Dalia grunted and turned around and said, "Okay! Gouleeli bel thab6 sh9aar?!"

I gave her the juicy details and I could see the excitement in her eyes. She started jumping up and down while still sitting on the chair and said, "Oh my gosh! Rou7aay rou7aay emshai 3ashan ye7acheech! Hey, maybe you'll get a number;)"

I smacked Dalia lightly on the head and said, "Chub! T3arfeen inee 7ady aste7y! Plus, Na9er would be furious.."

"Wai3 6a3 hathi! T7aatee Na9er! Goumai goumaai yalaa khanetmasha 3al ba7aar.."

"Dalia! I know what you're thinking.. LA2!" I scolded her.

"Love, ana magiltlech go slobber him with kisses, I just said lets take a walk ok?"

"Urgh, yalaa imshai!" I grabbed my Blackberry and quickly applied my favorite red lipstick, Russian Red. 

We walked on the beach close to the water and let our feet get moist from the wet sand that the waves were rolling up at.

I looked at Dalia and smiled. She was such a beautiful, sweet girl. I don't understand how she could date Fai9al. He was this hailegee guy I totally hated. He totally corrupted her. Ever since she's known him, she's done things I've never thought she would even think about doing them. Ever since she's known him, she's lost everything in her life, except me. Ever since she's known him, she changed completely and got blinded with love.

Dalia looked back and giggled, "Shfeech tkhizeeni? Mu3jabaa?" She wiggled her eyebrows up and down.

I laughed, and looked past Dalia's face and sensed that he was near, looking at me. I looked at him. His eyes, oh his luscious, hazel, mka7ela eyes. It killed me. I've never seen such beautiful eyes in my life. He smiled at me and nodded. I blushed and smiled back.

"Haw shfeech yanaitai tebtasmain 7ag el hawwaa?" Dalia interrupted.

"Haa?" I looked confused.

"Tfakreen ib lover boy, eh?" She teased me.

"Siktay he just smiled and nodded to me! So I smiled back." I whispered.

Dalia gasped and looked around. I smacked her head. "DON'T LOOK!"

"Jeesus Jay! He's yours why are you so paraniod?" She grunted.

"No, it's not that. Fashla latkhizeen!" I whispered.

"Weh mu ga3d ye6aalii3..!" She huffed.

"Yala let's go back I want to continue tanning." I said.

Dalia nodded and started heading back. I felt his eyes staring at me. I whispered to Dalia, "Is he looking at me?"

Dalia giggled and said, "Oh yeah babe! He's lookin at ya!"

I smiled and walked back.

*****

I applied tanning oil over my body, drank Red Bull, and reclined back to my chair and listened to my iPod. Music was blasting from the headphones.

"Fedwitenn liich, 3umrii kelaah ou ely tabeenaah.. 3aiiin khiliich, mateshouuf ela intee zaiinaah.. Laa ya zaiinah! Laaa ya zaiinah, el za3aal chaayed 3alaiina, 3alaiiiiinaah! Fedwitenn liich 3umrii kilah .."

Aakkhh ya Slaiman El Mulla! You have the best version of Fedwiten Liich.. El kaleemat khayaaliiya, 9ij a7es kan ye7ibha.. el kalemaat qadeema.. It's my favorite song..

"Shaatemanaa? Shaatemanaa ghaiir wa9lech ya 7ayaatii? Waate3annaah.. wate3annah ou 6ouul darbii feech a7aatii.. Shaatemanaa ghair wa9--"

I felt a tap on my shoulder.

--Fedwiten liich, Sulaiman AlMulla. Originally sung by 3abdelmi7sen Al Muhanna.

A9lan Anaa Majnouunaak-Introduction

Hey my loves! Mwah mwah!

Bas baghait a36eekoum heads up 3an 'A9laan Anaa Majnouunaak'.

• Its a love story! YAAAY:p
• Who's Joory? She's this sweet, loving, unique, 16 year old Kuwaiti girl. Not that great looking, but attractive. Has long, light brown kastanaa2ii, wavy hair. Her eyes are very beautiful, big, and dark hazel. T3arfouun those eyes ely yekouun el 6araaf nazel shuwaii? Yeah, well like that!
• Who's Dalia? Explained later on.
• Who's Na9er? Basically, her boyfriend. Also, explained later on.
• I don't want to introduce any more characters 3ashan makhareb 3alaikoum el 8u9a.

This story is going to be very loooong, very interesting inshalah, so I hope you like it and keep reading on! 

Please, if you have any comments, or suggestions please do so at every end of each post.

Love ya,

xx,

Alvaro.

A9lan Ana Majnouunak (1)

I heard a scream.

I lifted my ray-ban glasses and looked around. 

Ughh it's that girl again. She's been running around in her bikini trying to get attention from guys all day.. Ma mallaat?!

"Joory? Joory!" 

"Haa haaa weh shfeech?!" I snapped back.

"Shfeech mnaafsa elyouum?" asked Dalia.

"La salamtich, walaah mafeeni shai.." I looked away.

"Love, I can sense there is something wrong.. What's on your mind?" She had a worried look on her face. Dalia reached for the tanning oil to apply some more on her arms. She couldn't reach it, so I stretched over the chair and handed it to her.

I stayed quite for a while. I shouldn't tell her..

"Oooooh laykoun tehawashtayy weya Na9er ba3aad?" She grunted as she closed the cap of the tanning oil bottle and reclined to her chair.

"Laa, bas ya3ni madri shfeeh mayes2al 3anii wayd.." I sighed and looked over at her.

"Joory, ana 3ayaazt wagoulech ina I think he's playing on you, you're like his 'second choice'.. In my theory that is!"

Damn it, I wish I stayed quite. I looked at the beach. True, she keeps on saying that. I really don't know what the intentions are for Na9er. We've been together for a year and 3 months. He's been rarely calling. You probably are very confused right now, let me give you a brief bibliography points about my beautiful, beautiful life:

• Dalia & I are first cousins, but we like to say that were rather best friends, or sisters, since most 'cousins' aren't that close like us. You have no clue how close we are. We practically lived together! We technically grew up together since we were together 24/7 since I was born.

• Dalia is a senior in highschool, while I'm a junior. I hate this fact, because she's older than me just for 4 months.

• Dalia is extremely attractive. Although her body isn't perfect. Matroosa shuwaiiya, but she manages to hide it with her unique taste of clothes. She has the Rihanna hair cut going on, light brown hair, and very very curly hair. Her hair looks like she's done it with a fair, seriously mashalaah!

• I can just go on and on about how Dalia looks:p! Her eyes mka7ela mashalah, she never puts makeup unless it was a big event. A little foundation, blush, and lipgloss and she's ready to go!

• Na9er? Oh, him. Met online, pish posh, he fell in love with me.. He kissed ass for me, & I ignored him for a looong time.. finally gave up, and the whole thing turned around. I was kissing ass for him..

• Na9er's profile...

• Age? Going on 19. [Jam3a] 

• Looks? No words, totally, drop down gorgeously H. O. T. [Tanned color, perfect body, 6uweel [not too tall though!], sharp small nose, big black mka7ela eyes, perfect lips. Oh, teeth you say? Puuurfect! Oh, plus, sha3ra not quite agraa3, but has hair.. like very very short, military look. 

• Haa?? Shraykoum? Tloumouunii?

• Voice? Deep

• Car? Land Jeep

• Personality? When I met him, he was this amazing, cute, loving guy. Now? Lol! Mazaaaajy! Mood swings. When he feels like talking to me, he does. When he doesn't, he doesn't.

*Maa abii asmaa3 rejaawii, ma abii asmaa3 khilouuf.. Kel 3aashig yakh6ii maraah, wenta takh6ii bel elouuuf! Babte3ed, babte3ed ou hathaa qaraari, ou ma3alaah mithlek 7esouuf, ma 3alaaah mithlek 7es---*

"URGH WHERE'S MY FUCKING PHONE!" screamed Dalia, while rummaging through her beach bag. 

*--ouf. Maa abii asmaa3 rejaawii, ma abii asm--*

"Aloo?" she squeaked. 

I smiled, Dalia hal habla, what would I do without her? I reached over to my Red Bull and drank it with all love. 

Aaah, I love hal shi3oor, ga3da 3ala ba7aar  Movenpick with my bestie! It was all last minute..

"Hala mama! Eeh eeh el7emdilah mestanseen.. Wala youma el mukaan wayd 7ilw! Lazm 3alaa youm tyeen tshoofeenah 3ashan en2ajer 3ala youm.. Hehehe mashkoora youma.. Inshalah.. Inshalah 3ala amrech, yala take care! Love you, Faman allah .." She threw her phone across the table.

"Ha shloun Khaltii Haya?" I smiled. I love her mom! She's seriously the coolest mom ever.

"Bkhair walah 7abeebti maskeena dagga tes2al.. Haaaaa ashouf te3addaal mazaajich" She threw a towel on me and wiggled her eyebrows up and down.

"Heeeeey! No fair!" I giggled. "We order more Red Bull?"

"Yeah shrayech ya3ni bagoul no 7ag Red Bull?!!"

"NEVAAAA!" I said in a British accent.

Dalia cracked up, till her eyes were filled with tears. We have a lot of inside jokes, relating to mawaaqef 9araat lena! You'll understand them later;p..

I grabbed my wallet and went to the bar which was actually in the swimming pool, thank god half of it was on ground so I don't have to actually swim to Red Bull! I smiled, hey! I would do it though.

I went up to the Philipino guy and said, "Heyy! Umm, can I have 4 Red Bulls please? Oh, wait, make it 6!"

"Are you sure ma'am? You and your friend had 1 each already!" He smiled.

I laughed, "Yes, yes I'm sure, we LOVE Red Bull even though everyone argues that it's bad for the health." 

"Believe it or not, it is! With glasses and ice ma'am?"

"Yes, please. And could you please bring it to us over by those chairs?" I pointed to the chairs and he nodded. 

I handed him a 10KD bill, and shoved the rest of the change in my LV wallet.

I looked next to me, and there he was, tanned, wearing Ray-Ban, & a blue polo shirt with beige shorts. His ran his fingers through his hair while reading BBMs his red Blackberry.

He looked up, and smiled. I never thought that moment would change my life forever.

-Rejaawi, by Rashed Al- Majed.