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Rakan : wain sara7tay?
Sara7t ib m7amed ya rakan .... m7amed ma5ith galbe .... Kil shay feek iythakirne fee ... Ta3abt wallah ta3abt ... 7is fene. I wanted to say that but I didn't I stopped myself from exposing out the truth because I know it won't change anything ... Instead it will make up a fight between me and rakan and I'm not ready to face it .
Me : la2 bss kint afakir
Rakan : Allah iyhadach il nas ma yisro7on chitheee .. Nadaitech akthar min Mara 3al yala radaitay
He said while giving me a toothed smile.
Me : * chuckls* il smo7a
Rakan : il mohim ma boga shay 3ala shahar il 3asal 5ansawe shay ... Wain taben itro7en ?
Me : wallah anywhere would be fine with me.
Rakan : 5anro7 geneva ... iygolon 7ilwa
Me : 5ala9 ok
Rakan and I made our way to Geneva we made a little shopping around the place . took some pictures and walked around hand in hand.
Rakan : Lujain
His soft voice called . I turned around and noticed his eyes looking through mine.
Me : Hala
I said while smiling.
Rakan : wedich inyeb i3yal
Me : 0.0 < my face
Rakan : itha ur not ready now I can wait bss I'm just asking.
Me : huh ... Um madree wallah 9idamtne
I panicked. My heart rate was faster than ever . I was shaking like hell. I wouldn't stop blinking and sweating. Thank god Rakan wasn't looking.
Rakan : intay lal7en it7iben m7amed 9a7 !?
He asked and I could see the disappointment through his eyes.
Me : la2 shako
I replied and tried to look confident.
Rakan : mo 2la itchathben Lujain Ana 9aydich ya3ne 9aydich
Me : what ? :o
I asked while being surprised
Rakan : while I was unpacking I found a book between my clothes and I opened it to find poems. All of them seemed to be written to m7amed it was obvious Lujain .
Me : laish fach my diary !?
I asked while being annoyed a bit then i Realized that Rakan was my husband and he had the rights to do that .
Rakan : Lujain shfeech intay yanaitay Ana zoojich shinu male ohwa malich ... Lazim inkoon 9are7en weya ba3a'9 .
He screamed in anger. Rakan then ran his hands through his hair to calm down a bit .
Me : Rakan Ana ma7ib m7amed.
I said and deep down I knew that I was lying . My heart was attached to m7amed and only him . He was the only person who had the key to my heart.
Rakan : intay tadren Ina m7amed ra7 yitzawaj Samar al x
Me : eee adree
I replied and my heart started to ache.
Rakan : 3ayal abech taw3dne Ina matro7en the wedding wala itshofen wayiha at all wa tinsain ina fe wa7id isma m7amed al x
Me : .... I promise
I replied and knew that my heart had another answer. I could never forget m7amed the person who made butterflies form . The person who turned my bad days into good ones. The person who pulled me and hugged me and told me everything will be alright when nothing was ok. The person who made me feel beautiful in every way .
Rakan and I finished our trip in Geneva then returned to our hotel to sleep and rest because we were very tired and all our energy had drained away.
Rakan : 7ayati Ana banam al7een intay badlay wa Namay la2na bachir warana shi'3el
He said as he he placed a kiss on my forehead.
Me : inshallah
I replied as I got up and changed into my pyjas. as soon as I looked at Rakan he was already asleep . I slowly walked up to the table and took my diary. I placed it on my lap then i started to write
dear diary , I made a promise that I won't be able to keep and it's increasing the heat that is pretty deep in my heart and as I stand apart from the person who has taken the most parts of my heart . I can't handle watching him leave. With another girl who seems to be better than me . I miss him so damn much and it's killing me so much. That I can't touch his pretty face again or stare at his wide eyes and day dream .i hope life would gather us again so I could tell him " I still miss you in every way"
I wrote those words on the paper and everything seemed so real . The love I still have for him. The way I think too much about him. The feeling I get when I miss him . It's just too much.
*knock , knock*
haw ? Bismillah Minu iy6ig il bab Hal 7aza
*knock * knock *
Me : rakaaan *whisper*
Me : raaaaaakan
I raised my voice a bit
Rakan : zzzzzzzzz
Mako fayda :/ ! I stood up slowly and tip toed my way to the door . I slowly unlocked the door. I was shocked to see ...................
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Stay tuned for chapter 3 to find out the continuation *coming soon*
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