Previously…
Asma
3bdulla: “So what do I get in return?”
I pretended to think for a moment.
Me: “I’ll give you the memories of the best summer you’ve ever had.”
3bdulla: “Hmmm…”
Me: “Aaaih ba3ad sho tbaa!”
He grinned at me. I slapped some sand in his direction, and he laughed, hypnotizing me.
3bdulla: “Nothing 7beebty, I could ask for nothing more…”
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Asma
I felt happy. Maybe this summer won’t be too bad, as long as we don’t run into him. I sneaked out of our bungalow, not bothering to call for a golf car. I liked to walk, especially in this weather. I got my red louis vuitton shawl just incase it got a little cold. When I reached the lake, I saw that the little dinner set up in the middle of it was in fact occupied. And lit up. I squinted my eyes, trying to see who was there, and I could make out two older people laughing together. They were so adorable. I sat there and watched them as the man asked his wife to dance in the midst of the lake with no music. My eyes watered at the lovely sight of their affection. ‘Someday,’ I told myself, ‘Someday, I will have someone to hold me like that, to look at me and no one else…’ I looked up at the sky. ‘I know You have someone in store for me. I just know it. I’ll find a way to get through this, and hopefully out of it.’
I gasped lightly as I felt someone sit beside me. I smiled.
Me: “Hii 3bady.”
3bdulla: “Halla Asoomah, knt 7as inch batkoonen ehnee.”
Me: “Yaa? W kaif 3raft?”
3bdulla: “Because I see you come here every night, even if just for 5 minutes.”
My eyes enlarged.
Me: “You followed me?”
A low chuckle. I smiled at that.
3bdulla: “Laaa2, well maybe… I come every night too, hoping to see you here. I know how much you love the lake.”
Awww.
3bdulla: “I’ve seen you dance, cry, sing, laugh, smile… Have I ever mentioned how much I love watching you?”
I was blushing profusely.
Me: “Yalla 3ad 3n el mjamala I don’t dance THAT well. And you shouldn’t be watching me! 3aib 3alaik mat5af mn rabk?”
3bdulla: “You’re beautiful. How could I resist taking a peek?”
I was silent. My heart thumped against my chest. Beautiful. Didn’t it mean something when a guy said that?
Me: “Hhhhh, bas no more haa! I don’t wanna stop coming here just because of you.”
3bdulla: “So take me with you.”
I sensed another meaning behind his words. But I didn’t know what he meant exactly.
Me: “I can’t…”
3bdulla: “Laish?”
Me: “Because we live in reality, and reality has consequences.”
3bdulla: “We don’t have to live there…”
Me: “But we still do.”
I smiled as we mimicked the words from our little encounter at the kitchen.
Me: “Btw… did you ‘take a peek’ that night in our kitchen?”
He paused for too long, and his muscles slightly tensed. My mouth dropped.
Me: “I KNEW IT! Yal 7mar 3aib 3alaaik matist7ee 3a wayhk?”
He seemed mortified, but when he saw the amusement in my eyes, he laughed.
Me: “Haha, God knows how you still find me beautiful. I was a COMPLETE mess!”
I drowned my head into my hands as I hid my blush. I really was a complete mess that night x.x
3bdulla: “You will always be beautiful to me.”
I peeked through my fingers and smiled at the emotion that flowed in his eyes. He was so sweet, even though people say that he had a history and was inconsiderate of anyone’s feelings but his. I felt a change in him, and I didn’t want this summer to end. I didn’t want to go back to Dubai, where my future was always unpredictable. I’ll never know when he decides to have the wedding, and I was very much afraid that it would be before I graduated. Or at the beginning of my college years. I didn’t want any of this; I don’t want to get married! I’m still young; I want to live my life like any normal teenager would. ‘But you’re not any normal teenager’ I said to myself. I was a teenager whose life was ruined.
Nouf
I couldn’t keep it from her anymore. I made a whole mess of my room until I found my old phone. This phone may seem worthless and kachra on the outside, but inside it were so many blackmail pictures, videos, messages etc. and it was time I revealed one particular video that has been kept hidden for too long.
She bbm’ed me everyday, and talked about her ‘adventures’ with 3bdulla and how much he was amazing and bla bla bla. Basically she was drooling all over him. 5ala9. Hatha 7adh. Nobody messes with my best friend. And I wasn’t about to make an exception for him. He turned her into his puppet, or even worse, one of his Barbie dolls! It was time she found out who he really was. Knowing Asma, if she doesn’t stay away from him any time soon, she’ll be stuck with his memory for the rest of her life. And I can’t let him do that to her. Not if I can help it. I transferred the video onto my laptop and uploaded it on my blackberry. ‘Please let me be doing the right thing, and please don’t shoot me Asma. I’m sorry I didn’t show this to you sooner…’
Send file vid7790fft.3GP to contact Asamyyy?
I took in a deep breath. Well, here goes.
File sent!
To be continued…
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