"Latifa a7ibich fihmay please"
"Fahad i love you too wala i do"
"Will you marry me?"
"ofcourse"
"Latoof bayee akh6ibich khala9 lai meta"
I knew it would never happen because of my family.. they were always too busy trying to look for the perfect guy from our family.. I hated it, why wouldnt I pick my own man? Why?
"Inshallah"
"Ra7 akhali omi idig 3ala omich.. abi amsik eedich bil dawam abi il kil yadri inich zoujti magdar at7amal"
"baby im all yours"
"i want you to be mine, abee agom a9abi7 3ala wayhich abi asafir ma3ach abi atrayag ma3ach abeech 7agi kilich, ba3dain ana 9arli min shahar ily 6af gayilich bakh6ibich kaifich ilyom kalmay ahalich"
"7abeeby, ra7 akalim ahali ilyoum enshallah"
Fahad is the perfect guy.. the perfect guy for me, he's the sweetest guy you'll ever meet, he's not the most handsome guy but he has the purest heart. He's tall, muscular but has a small karasha, oo em9ale3. He loves me for who I am, he saw me at my worst and still thought I was beautiful. It all started when we met bel dawam 6 months ago, kan mas2ouli, and ever since I've been head over heels for him.
"Mama shlonich?
"Hala 7abeebti"
I didn't know how to start "Mama.. ako wa7ed byakh6bni"
"Haw o mino hatha? Shsma? Shsm oma? Mno obo?"
"Yuma mas2oli bil dawam e7ebni.. e7ebni 9ij min galba"
"Men welda?"
"Fahad Al ****"
"9ij?"
"Min9iji yuma shfeech?"
"7abeebty you know our lifestyle, et3arfeen 6areeqatna, et3arfeen shno a7na, et3arfeen mno nabeech takhtheen, ha shufay wild khawla ishzina nawi yakh6ibich"
"Mama I don't care about il shakliyat! mayheemni 6areeqat baitna ma yheemni weld khawla o a9lan mno weld khawla! ana a7iba o ohwa y7ibni o il rayal zain o y3aref raba o y9ali o y9oom o bi7i6ni ib 3yoona shno taboon akthar? kilina ib nindifin ib nafs il arth o ib nit7asab ib nafs il 6areeqa, il mojtama3 ohwa ili khala il nas tfakker eb hal 6areeqa il tafha, aham shay il rayal shareeni" Ok i lost it
"Fahma 8a9dch bas im sorry.. forget it, ana o obooch nabi ma9la7tich"
My eyes started to water "Whatever mama"
My dad came over.. "sh9ayer shfeech tabcheen 7abeebti?
"Baba I want to get married" I started crying
"O laish tabcheen?"
"Baba wallah il walad zain, il rayal shareeni o 7a6ni ib 3yoona o ymoot 3alay o masik man9eb bel dawam, shno il mane3? We don't choose our family names, we don't choose any of this hath ketbat allah o mayor twagfoon ni9eebi! il royal mo7taram o aham shay ana a3eesh merta7a o mestansa!"
"O mno il rayal" He looked at my mother
My mother replied "Weld Al *******"
My dad looked away "Latifa, you know the rules"
"Abeeh yuba abeeh khala9 mabi a7ad thani itha mazawjtooni ya mane metzawja!"
"Ana asif bas ana mo mwafiq o latift7een ma3ay il mawthoo3 you know my answer" He walked away..
I knew this would happen.. Shasawi ya rabi shagol 7ag fahad! I can't keep talking to him, mabi al3ab ib masha3ra, mabi al3ab ib masha3ri, mabi a3alga feni wela abi at3alag feeh.. I cried myself to sleep I don't know how I'm going to tell him..
..
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I woke up next morning, picked up my coffee and headed to dawn.. I didn't know how I'm going to talk to him about ending our relationship..
Fahad calling
"9aba7 il 7ub"
"Hahaha ahlain someones happy today"
"akeeed bashoufich shlon mu mestanes"
"7abeeby walla 9aba7 il khaaaaair"
"Garabtay? Ana tawni dash il maktab"
"Kani degegtain o o9al"
"Na6rich please la i6awleen"
"ok 7abeeby"
..
"Il salam 3alaikom latifa keefek"
"Ahlan Nadine how are you?"
"Mr Fahad just handed us our report from last week, he told me to tell you to pick it up from his office"
Nadine was my partner at work, she's Lebanese, and there was Farah, my worst enemy at work, she was all over Fahad but he loved me anyway so she could dream on..
I knocked on Fahad's door, my heart skipped a beat
"Tfathal"
I walked in with a smile "Ahlan"
"Shal zain ya 7ilwilch ilyoum"
"thank you.."
"Latifa kalamt omi ams bilail w inshala ilyoum-.." I cut him off
"Ahh Fahad"
"Shfeech?"
"Fahad lazim agolek shay"
"Golay"
I looked away and started tearing up
"Shfeech 7abeebty why are you crying?" I started crying even harder
"Ahali..kalamthom"
"Shfeehom ahalich?"
*Silence*
He started heating up "Getlich shfeehom ahalich! shgalaw?"
"Ahali rfethaw"
"3ogob kel hatha.. tyeen tgolenli ahalich rfethaw!?" His tone got sharp
"Fahad mo eb eedi!" He got up in silence and looked out the window
"Fahad wallah el3atheem kalamt'hom mabuga shay magetlhom getlhom abeek o getlhom mane metzawja itha ma khathaitek, getlhom o nshefat 3yooni wana abchi mako fayda mo rathyeen o obooy mgafel!"
He ignored me and didn't move an inch
"Don't do this allah ekhaleek rid 3alay ga3d akalmik!"
"Fahad please" I walked towards him and held his shoulder "Wallah a7tajik"
While still giving me his back, he pushed my hand away "6il3ay bara"
"Baby pl-.."
He looked at me with anger in his eyes "Getlich 6el3ay bara ma tfhmeen!? O latgolenle baby!"
To be continued..
