A New Walk - FINAL CHAPTER!

Hiiiii! I really should've planned the ending when I first started, I enjoyed writing the story and getting feed back from you all ❤️ This is the last chapter I'll be writing from this story.

Sorry to have wrapped it up bas I had to finish it or else I'll take long enough.

Enjoooy!

The guy ili kaan wiya Dana was a guy I always saw in the university's campus he had broad shoulders, he was always clean shaved and wore a pair of toms nearly everyday. A common one. I believe his name was Jassem. 

Radait il bait wiya Hessa;

Hessa:"9awart'hum..."

Me:"DANA?"

Hessa:"ee, maku mashkoura?"

Me:"Ana shaku feeha, ba3dain manadri 3anhum"

Hessa:"kaifich"

I arrived home changed into my pj's and sat watching the tv alone bdari.I kept checking the phone if Aziz had texted, anything, he said he'd be busy with his family this week birou7oon ilshalaih. 

I envy Dana so much I crave the least she gets if it's hearing his foot steps or smelling the scent of his perfume when he passes by.

I sat thinking whether Dana was going to the shalaih wiya Aziz or the driver? Whether he turns on his iPod for her and tells her to choose the songs like he used to ask me.

Whether he asks her if she brought his blue shorts just like how he used to ask me and I'd laugh it off and say "wai Aziz laish kila 7isbalik naseeta, I know it's your favourite"

Days passed and I hesitated whether to text him or not, since we've spoken we haven't been "apart" for TWO WHOLE days. 

La2 Haya he's with his family...

If he wants to talk he will.

The day passed and Friday came along, I woke up to the scent of bukhour ilzwara kanat ib baitna today.

3ala ma kilman ya I wore 

I had lunch with the family and we sat talking until I raced up to check on my phone. A notification from Aziz,

"Haya ili ga3d nsawi ghala6, Ana chithi ga3id akhoun Dana. Ili 9aar baina insi walani gayil 7ag a7ad."

Because it's that easy to forget and get over 9a7? I was too exahusted I didn't even bother getting sad about it.

I didn't know who to tell, I swallowed hard and kept it for my self.

Wana nazla kilman kaan ga3d y6ali3ni 7asait feeni shay ghala6.

Me:"waiii shinu shfeeni?!"

Khalti:"kh6ibach wild Noor al-X"

My other aunt spoke:"sh3alich a9il, flous, man9ib, ahala khoush naas...la wintay shayfita ba3ad mazyoun"

Mama:"ha shgiltay agolouhum eyoun 3ala youm?"

Pride took me at the very second, if Aziz didn't want me? It's time to move on. Even if it wasn't as easy as he made it sound.

Me:"ee 7ayahum allah"

*1 year passed*

I still sleep to the thoughts of Aziz, Fahad my new husband? 

He was the most loyal man I've known, he made me happy yet, he had to put in effort. 

He was tall and fit.

He worked at a bank and had his own business also.

He was everything a girl would want.

But he wasn't my Aziz.

*3 years passes*

I graduated, I heard that Aziz got into an argument with his parents after he  divorced Dana and went to live in London back again.

Me and Fahad travelled around allot - he loves travelling around, beaches, Vegas nights together...and everything that made life joyful.

I started to grow feelings for him winthin these 3 years.

Although my heart still aches at the memory of Aziz, he was different. 

I'll never have the love I completely gave my self 100% into with Fahad.

*5 years passed* 

Now I have my little angle 9afaa in my hand samait'ha 3ala my mother. She has a beautiful light skin, large brown eyes. 

She takes after her father's hair, pitch black and wavy.

She has my lips small yet, shaped and full.

She brought me and Fahad closer. 

Kilman raa7 b6ireeja in these years that passed and I'd sometimes see Aziz in gathering where Hessa and Yousif would be. Ma kina nta7acha lama nshouf ba3adh; looks were enough to be understood. He still had an affect on me, or at least reminded me of the sweet parts. 

He got on with his life and I did too.

And I still see him in my dreams at times.

A New Walk - Chapter 16

Ahlaaaan ❤️ Another long chapter! I've been trying to write bas my mind has been blank, inshallah this post lives up to your expectations, I tried to squeez in some ideas! Enjoooy xx

 (Please do ignore any spelling mistakes in this post auto-correct wasn't working) 

"Intay imshay ma3ay bara wana afahmich.."

I followed him out to the garden no one was there luckily we sat in a two seated chair minutes passed of us enjoying comfy silence ma3ina I knew I shouldn't be with him ghala6 ili ga3da asawi he's not my husband anymore...

Aziz:"walahtay 3alay?" He broke out the silence.

I smiled out the question, lu bagoul? 

Bagoul wayeeeeeeed, 

How I'd still check your whats app avatar and status from my phone if it was all that I could do. 

How I take the long way to go to university 3ashan amur 3ala your house to check if your car is there.

Shloun kint a7awil asa7ib ay khabar 3anik min ay a7ad y3arfik.

How my skin crawls at the mention of any Dana....

How I keep hearing "weee eyeech ilni9eeb ili a7san mina" and I'd nearly spit out the fact that; bas ana mabi a7san mina, abi Aziz.

Shloun I still kept our pictures hidden in my drawer between papers when my mother took them away.

Sooooo much to say yet, smiling out the question was all I had.

Aziz:"soulfay"

Me:"shagoul ma 3indi suwalif, inta gilt bitfahimni inik ma tizawajt.." I risked tilting to face him on the chair.

Aziz:"ana bil awrag w 3ind ahali mitzawij, bas la adri 3an Dana wala tadri 3ani Haya wallah a7liflich, min il milcha wana msafir tawni raad ams si2lay Yousif wala Hessa, hatha itha yadroun, bas amasheelha ma3ash w ga3da bil bait t3azim b rfeejat'ha w tsawi 7aflat..."

Me:"haman ya3ni mitzawij Aziz"

I got up feeling my throat nearly catch on fire and my eyes welling up with tears, he pulled my hand straddling me back onto his lap "GI3DAY BAFAHMICH" he whinnied, "AZIZ WAKHIR GHALA6 ASASAN INIK GA3AD MA3AY" I jummped up, as much as I wanted to stay there and hug the ribs out of him.

Aziz:"sorry wallah sorry 7agich 3alay ana ili ghal6an yuba, bas gi3day.." 

I sat back down next to him and swallowed my tears, god he could make me do anything with his voice. 

Aziz:"shloun your professor il German? mashalich il project" he smirked 

Me:"shdarak?"

Aziz:"ana mitwa9i6lich 3inda, 7afidh your weekly schedule itha tabeen ba3ad"

My mood lightened up a bit ma3a il suwalif and his lame jokes ❤️

Suddenly 9out faj2a came from inside it was probably Hessa "ILI BARA YDISH PLEASEE"

I got up quickly w dakhlna, almost reaching the door "9abir 9abir shinu raqmich il yideed" he whispered "adizlik what's app mina" he flashed his smile and followed me inside.

Fajer:"wai Haya wainich ga6aitay telephonich w thalaftay ta2akhar ilwagt binrid"

Me:"yallah 3ayal goumay"

The whole ride home not one song didn't link to him, how did I ever think I'd just forget him? he gave me so much to remember.

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Next morning came along all night I was hesitant whether to send him or not, he's married I kept reminding my self, bas ma y7ibha my other half kept reminding me.

All she's done is taken him for granted that's what she wanted. 3indaha ta7adi ina she can marry him with everybody rather than actual love towards Aziz.

The week went on 3adi the usual; university, back home, gym, home again.

Untill that one Monday night I couldn't just brush off my feelings like every.single.day. 

I've done it for so long I can almost turn on and off my feelings, I literally lost intrest in everything but him, but something even about feeling sad over him was pleasurable the fact that I'm not numbed out is pleasurable.

6ala3t telephoni w dazaitla what was the worst that could happen 9a7? 

Yemkin 325628 times I type it in and delete it, I type it in again and delete it...

"Goodnight, Aziz hatha raqmi (Haya) I forget about the other day tawni at'thakar I promised you about giving you my number." 

I sent him and threw the phone away from me bsir3a I walked around the room nervously, shakuuu I sent hiiim I felt so stupiiidd. I knew it was wrong. Wai typical. 

A notification beeped from my phone....

My heart skipped a beat w 7asait this stomach knots kicking back again

"Haan 3alaich you forgot this easily :p?"

We talked all morning about everything but nothing to do with us, lain 9aar 6 am and I needed to get ready 7ag my morning class.

Wi9alt university my eyes seeming to want to fall out of place, I really didn't have time to do put on makeup. Large sunglasses will save...

The class seemed to go slower than ever and I checked on Aziz he probably slept, 3ala ma khala9 il class ila ana 6al3a rou7i and 9uda3 mu 6abee3i yani..

Weeks passed 

3ala youm I went out to maki il ba7ar with the girls after class

Hessa:"Haya hathi Dana murt Aziz?" She closely said.

Murt Aziz made me cringe from the inside.

I looked up and it was, 

7agart'ha and kept on ma3a il suwalif w kalait...

Me:"la tiltaftain 3alaiha khal twali"

Hessa:"Haya 6a3ay minu hatha minu ili maska eeda chithi 7asha bi6eer minha"

I looked up again to see...it was...

A New Walk - Chapter 15

Second post this week ❤️ Im trying to wrap up the story, although some of you mentioned ina 7aram akhali9ha quickly, SORRY :( 

W the length of the post? 6awalta ^.^

Dakhal w sat bil9ala

Mama:"yallah 7abeebti gomay shofay raylich 7achi yemkin y6ee7 ilshaar ili bainkum"

One way or another I had to talk to him at some point, dakhalt il9aala he stood up as a greet.

Me:"hala..shbaghait Aziz?"

I sat down jbala

Aziz:"adhin w9alach il 7achi...intay radhya?"

Me:"laish tis2alni, inta radhi?"

Aziz:"La2."

His "la2" explained so much, how he didn't want this also. 

Me:"3ayal laish ilsu2al Ana shli bil mawdhou3, tabi Dana rou7 ma7ad gadhbik rayal w kilmitik beedik"

The whole conversation went on barley with any eye contact from either of us, it hurted that much; the fact that a perfect relationship had gone downhill.

Aziz:"3al 3umom ana yay at2asaf itha shiftay mini youm shay mu zain w abashrich inshallah bamlich 3ala Dana Hal Monday"

He started at my face long enough trying to see what my reaction was, I noticed.

He got up and headed to the door, tawa byi6la3..

Me:"allah ywafigkum bas 6aligni."

He smiled and walked off.

Bamout min il7ara. Every. Single.step. I've been trying to act cold, I can't anymore itha ilwa9'3 is getting serious, it's time for me ina ajabil my studies and him to deal with his shit.

I cried for hours 3ugub ma he left. My tiers dried out, I relized how stupid everything happening was. How both of us should grow wiser and get on communicating about both our wants and needs, laish y9eer chithi yarabi.

6ala3t telephoni w gilt I'll text him; tell him how stupid everything is and we should travel to dubai or Bahrain for a weekend chill w figure out kilshay calmly.

I smiled at his "online" statues lama fita7t il whats app, I love him to bits I can't deny that - phases come and go, "texting..." I waited,

"Bacher wrigtich 3indich...intay 6alig"

7a6ait il phone on the bed and I started screaming into my pillow like never before.

Mama dkhalat, 

Mama:"mama Haya shfeech..."

Me:"mama 6alagniiii mayabeeni mama may7ibni yabi Dana mama a7iba"

I was weeping on her shoulder as she hugged me tight, her shirt was probably dripping wet 3ugub ma I calmed down shway.

Rifa3t rou7i w ga3at on my bed, I looked into my mother's eyes 3younha kanat clocking trying to figure out the right thing to say. Nothing. Maku shay yingaal. I felt sorry for her more than it felt sorry for myself.  

*AFTER 5 MONTHS*

7awalt I focus on my new start and university, I went to morning classes, weekend's with the girls, shalaih and what not...

I had breakdowns every once in a while.

Adri my family felt sorry for me w kint kasra kha6irhum. I wasn't allowed to tell anybody about my divorce unless they asked, it was a rule that no one spoke bas I knew min 7achi baba. 

Mama safiratni Spain wiya my cousins it took my mind off bas not for long he was always at the back of my mind.

My phone rang it was Hessa-

Hessa:"hayon binsawi ana w Yousif yam3a bilshalaih this weekend, baghait as2ilich maykhalif Yousif y3azim Aziz 9a7? Y3ni your over it mu?"

Me:"ee ba3adrou7i Hessa 3adi...asasan Ana mashghoula this weekend"

Hessa:"Haya 3an il 7arakat hathi...btiyeen,itha matabeen Aziz golay."

Me:"khala9 bayiy :)"

The weekend came along -

Kilyoum at'thakar ini bashoof Aziz I would feel my pulse quickening. Bas khal9na min this topic he's married now I should get over it. 

9aar youm il yam3a, I went to the saloon with Fajer w baji il banat sawait sha3ri a high ponytail and wore a white dress complimenting my summer tan skin-

Wi9alt with the girls, people rather standing around with fanayil gahwa in their hands than sitting, chairs were filled although tables were all over the place. Luckly a table finally fudhat ilbanat quickly g3adaw w ga3adt wiyahum.

I was physically there bas bali mu ma3ay...

Inkatat coffee on my dress w gimt quickly headed to the toilets to clear it off, il toilets were away min 9ai7at il naas no one was around  

I stood for a while looking at the mirror after I cleared the coffee, I heard a knock on the door...

Me:"Kani al7een ba6la3..." 

It was Aziz...

Woooooww ya ma7la il9idaf :) :) now? Really? lazim a9adfa ya3ni?! 

Me:"oh hala sorry..." I walked off quickly avoiding any eye contact, my stomach was in knots 7asait b doukha

Aziz:"wain wain yuba...shlounich?"

God, his smile.

I turned around and stepped closer...

Me:"Zaina...madri Aziz ma chathib 3alaik madri shlouni"

Aziz:"emshay nig3ad bara iz3aj dakhil"

Me:"w Dana?"

Aziz:"shfeeha Dana? OHhhh..min galich tizawajt? Tiwaqa3tich daraitay min Hessa" 

Me:"9arli fatra mashghoula 3an Hessa 3ugub zawajha, Aziz wallah matizawajt?..."

A New Walk - Chapter 14

A NEW CHAPTER ❤️ 

A short chapter is better than nothing I'll wrap up this story and have the plot done by the next 3 chapters or so inshallah...

My text:

"Aziz, this relationship can't go on one sided I have my needs too, communication isn't something you're into clearly. Gilt'ha brou7ik, you want kids and I don't at this point. 6ayarati tomorrow. W inshallah bitiwafag ib "ghairi" when we're back." 

Turned my laptop on and starting looking for early bookings, ligait one tomorrow morning. By 9 pm I started packing watched a movie 3ashan ynaseeni, that really didn't work. 

*Dagait 3ala Hessa*

Me:"Hessa 6alabtich, tomorrow at 2pm Ana 3indikum bil Kuwait murini min il airport"

Hessa:"ee lat7ateen, Aziz mara7 eyey wiyaach?"

Me:"No, agoulich ba3dain" 

By 6 am sharp I was up, I didn't bother checking what Aziz had to say bil whats app akher hami to be honest...

Libast -

 

After 6 hours of constant headache wi9alt to Kuwait's airport for the first time it was as empty, I could spot Hessa bsir3a with her high bun and neon sneakers. We hugged for a good 4 seconds.

*in the car* 

Hessa:"il7imdilla 3ala ilsalama..mara7 as2ilich, bas bitgouleeli shfeech."

She reached out the back seat and she had KDD's chocolate milk, 9ar airport tradition ❤️😂 

I cheered up a bit, 

Me:"Aziz taghayar hessa 9irt ma a6eeg 7ata a7achi" I showered her the text and explained it all. 

Hessa:"w ahalich shbigoloon al7een faj2a dasha?"

Me:"y9eer khair ba7achi mama.."

I arrived home, I could hear the spoons and forks wuhma ytaghadoun mama's eyes widened at my approach ❤️T.T 

Sbou3 maar and Aziz's mom called my mother 9afaa

Aziz's mom:"Haya bintna ya 9afaa bas ma tsafir bidoun la rayilha yadri mahma y9eer hathi 3aib, Aziz yabi 3yal w itha Haya mu3ajibha il banat ktharaw w Dana smillah 3alaiha tiswa Haya w 6iwayifha.."

I smiled to my self got up and went to my room mabi asma3 il baji and what mama had to say.

After ni9 sa3a or so mama came in 

Mama:"Aziz..."

Me:"shfee?" 

Mama:"ilzawaj 8isma w ni9eeb.."

Me:"Mama bas khaleena min Hal 7achi ilzibda Aziz bi6aligni?"

Mama:"La2 smillah 3alaich Latgouleen chithi...uhwa bitizawaj bas"

I started laughing hysterically,

Me:"Dana?"

I didn't need an answer, I knew. 

I also knew that the blame wasn't fully on him his parents always thought Dana and him would be the perfect couple, adri ina khawata w ahala kanaw y7inoun, at times wana ma3ahum ygouloonla "Dana shfeeha? Bas int ma 3araft tnagi allah yhadak" 

Me:"khal y6aligni, bitizawajha khal y6aligni mabi itha yabeeha"

The house bell rang,

Rani:"Baba Aziz yeejiii Haya..."

A New Walk - Chapter 13

Luckly wokeup next morning knowing Rashid mara7 eyey at least not anytime soon...

I was still in bed I couldn't sleep last night I felt homesick abi my friends, family, I don't know how long Aziz nawi yig3ad..

Aziz called from work,

Aziz:"nayma"

Me:"hmm"

Aziz:"3azmeena AlJohara w 3abdallah 3ala ilghada"

Me:"Zain 3ala ma to9al min il dawam inta Ana akoun zahba"

Aziz:"tam bye..."

Got up feeling dizzy showered w libast 

We met up at the table at an Italian restaurant,

Aljohara:"hala hala hala bilga63a...wa7ashteeni wshlounik"

Me:"hala w ghala wallah throuf Ana akthar"

Aziz and abdullah khathait'hum il suwalif...

After a while 3ugub ma khala9na lunch w strolled around London's streets

AlJohara:"3bdullah ngoulihum al7een?"

3bdullah:"Aljohara 7amil bil shahar il rabi3..."

Aziz and I:"mashallaaaaah allah ytamim 3alaikum"

I was happy for them but I couldn't forget about my loss it triggered a feeling that was long forgotten. Aziz grasped my hand and gave it a tight squeez which made me feel better. 

By 6 pm we all headed back home 

*in the car* 

Aziz:"Haya...shrayich nig3ad hnee nafs ma kina gabil Ana ajabil shighel ubouy winan6ir your uni's work.."

Me:"Aziz hatha ili kint khayfa mina, I would stay itha kint mit6ara bas Aziz kilna nadri shighel your father Nhi can be handled by the manager w ayshay y9eee tigdar t7acheehum over the phone bilkuwait...Aziz abi ahali rab3i w ba3dain tadri ina sajalt university already bil Kuwait mu ila akamil hni"

The rest of the ride home was quite, 

Until we went up I was fiddling around with fixing my bracelets 

Aziz:"inzain ma widich b yahil shiftay far7at 3abdullah w Aljohara"

I got up and went to my room I couldn't deal with this topic, first time I got pregnant as much as Id hate to admit it but it was a mistake I should've waited longer we're both younge I want to get done with university first la2ina shthamb the child I don't feed him enough attention w get busy with university's work?!? 

Aziz kan mnrfiz bil 9ala untill I heard the door slam shut, akeed 6ala3 yrou7 3ind rab3a...

The night came along and I slept tight trying as hard as possible to forget about what has happend today...

I woke up next moring Aziz wasn't home, oohooo ya3ni suwalif za3lan banam 3ind rab3i...

I grabbed the phone and looked at the text...

"Haya my mother allah y6awil b3umerha once told me. Love can sometimes not be enough. Ma 9adagt'ha when I married you and even the love we had in high school. But now I do realise what she said was right and itha your not willing ina tyeebeeli yahil fa mu 9a3ba ina aku ghairich"

The last line. Shinu? Aziz ma a9adig...never would I have thought Aziz would say such words...Laish ma fakar how id feel? How pregnancy would ruin some of my plans to get back on my feet again.

Selfish. Truly selfish.

Madri min a7achi w agoula mabi I get anybody into the mess that I am in

HE wants to stay in London 

HE wants a baby 

HE messed around with another girl 

HE HE HE....and I've been taking in so much.

I got up washed my face in the sink and drank some water to sooth my racing heartbeats down. I felt small, unimportant, attention-less, lonely. I have no one to talk to and figure this out with.

9alait rak3itain and my heartbeats started soothing down.

I got up hugged the pillows and cried my self back to sleep "abi arid il kuwait, mabi chithi mabi chithi" was all that got out of my mouth 

Ga3adt it was later it was 12 pm I grabbed the phone and decided to text him back I couldn't wait longer...

"Aziz,.....

A New Walk - Chapter 12

Olaaa 💞 I  know it's been a while since I've posted and I can't promise ina I'll be doing it as regular nafs awal widi bas I don't have enough time 

Let's begin where we left off...

I told him it was my younger cousin (kan il9ij) and he trusted me enough,

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It was an amazing sunny London morning we had our breakfast, he went to work, the usuals 

It was my last night with Hessa being here so we spent the rest of the night both shopping and laughing off anything!

9aar belail both me and Aziz dropped Hessa and her mother off at the airport 

Me:"79ai9 Kalba bolah 3alaich WAYED"

Hessa:"mu kithri yallah 3ad come back soon umich bityin itha ma radaitay mbacher"

Salamt 3ala her mother and they headed off both with their airport heels, scarfs and large handbags 

Me and Aziz walked to the car holding hands 

Me:"Aziz..."

Aziz:"3youn Aziz"

Me:"let's do something tonight"

Aziz:"w min galich I don't have something planned already? I miss your company"

His words sent swirls in my stomach 

I blushed and slumped down the car seat

Music played as we went home he stopped at a Chinese takeout - came back to the car with chopsticks and noodles boxes

Me:"alllllaaaaa Aziiiiz"

He playfully slapped my hands away from the bag 

Aziz:"mu 7ag al7een!"

I stuck my tongue out and slumped even lower on the car seat as I had my hands protectively folded around my self.

Me:"A9lan ma 7ibik"

Aziz:"afaaaa ilyou3 chithi ysawi =))"

We went up I had a warmthing shower he knocked on the bathroom door and stuck his head 

me:"AZIIIIIZ 9IK ILBAAAB"

Aziz:"wallah my eyes are shut, zain chithi 7alaft?! Staghfrallah?! Waaaih ba6la3 ba6la3 bas I have your clothes ready on the bed khal9ay w libseehum"

I laughed at how stupid the moment was =))

I dried off and wore the clothes he had on the bed, I thought to my self "haaw laish faj2a casual clothes on the bed yemkin he booked a movie"

I went to the tv room 

Me:"khala9t laish mlabisni training?"

Aziz:"yallah imshay"

He held my hand leading me down to the parking lot yam il bait wala there was a large black GMC with the seats folded and stuffed with blankets and pillows at the back truck  

Aziz:"binta3asha 3ala ilba7ar"

So we did it was one of the most romantic nights I've spent in a while we hand the windows rolled down, the truck open, Chinese dinner between the blankets warmth... Aziz's feet are and will always be freezing cold though =))

 

Radaina il bait 3ala 3am I slummed and slept on his shoulders

Aziz's POV 

We were on our way back, I want to stay here mabi inrid il kuwait it's safer, ta3awadt; ana, ma3aha my work and what not...I don't know how to break it to her. Mu ma3nata we won't visit kuwait bas khal tsheel fikrat changing to a university in kuwait.

 

3ala ilsa3a 3 am radaina she sat next to me as I drove the wind swept her hair as she rested her head on the window's edge chinha a 5 year old. She then pulled her blanket and rested on my shoulders as I drove. Mu sahil asoug wihya nay a 3ala chatfi bas it's worth it. Metaphorically, she's worth it all, fighting, sleepless nights, all the money I'll ever spend on her and every second of closure yamha. Madri shloun 7asait feeling towards Dana theek ilayam. Ayam souda w 3adat.

Wi9alna il bait I carried her up the stairs, yakhi shakilha a9'3af 6a7 9'ahri =))

I looked at the phone which I left home wala my brother sent a message saying Ina biyey...walain ma niftak? -.- baitna hotel? 

She laid down asleep untill I heard the sheets echo behind me as I stood yam ilsha7in replying to ukhouy Rashid.

Haya:"min t7achi Aziz..."

Aziz:"walashay 7abeebti namay"

I traced kisses across her forehead and she went back to sleep 

Bacher ashoof sh8i9at Rashid la eyey London itha bisawi 7arakt drinking and partying all night...

A New Walk - Chapter 11

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"Shyaybik" I said with a bold tone a chunk of me was ready to start new and another part kept holding to the same cycling thoughts yikraha ni9fi w ni9fi fee thaaaayib❤️

Aziz:"7aram ili yolah 3alaich? W ghair hatha Ana 3indi salfa, w wallah thum wallah abeech min al7een t3arfeen ina ayshay sima3ti mara7 akhisha 3alaich bafahmich wayed ashya2 Haya bas sim3eeni w khal y9eer 3inch thi8a feeni"

*BANG* the door slam shut as Hessa walked into the room, Aziz still had his hands wrapped around me surprisingly enough

Hessa:"HAYOON..haw Azi?...um..hala..weee sorry al7een a6la3"

She quickly raced back to the door her face galab alwan 

I started laughing about what just happened madri sh3ablha Hessa =))

I grabbed his hand and went to sit on the sofa 

Me:"yallah na6ra gol..."

Aziz:"Shiftay youm yaditi itiwafa? Dana lzigat min youmha lazgat supper glue"

Me:"hhh"

Aziz:"Haya shfeech a7acheech jad"

Me:"Kamil kamil =))"

Aziz:"ilmohim, thak ilyoum 3ugub ma 6aa7 ilyahil w 3ugub ili galatliya Hessa ili sawita feech Dana 7aramt 3alaiha t6ib baitna"

Me:"Wil Ferrari, tara bas la2ini sakta mu ma3nata ma adri 3an shay Aziz"

Aziz:"khaleeni akamil...3ugb sboo3 dagat 27 miss call wallah awareech the calls...chan itdig ikhit'ha shakait fee shay 9ayir bas 7agart the phone. W dazat message ina (Aziz now is not the time for arguments I'm at the Gulf Street w alone my Ferrari wgifat 3alai) Ubouy yani w gaal rou7 shouf bint 3amik agoula la2?"

Me:"khala9 la tkamil fahamt, bas shyaybik?"

Aziz:"walaht w laish you block me min kilshay wrabi Haya Dana 9ayra kilmukan til7agni, yeetich...it's where I belong."

My heart swelled I felt my thumbs throbbing.

What he said ment a lot and his eyes showed enough how honest within every word he said that he ment it.

He took out a movie and shaghila as I dried my hair in the towel I then joined him in bed laying my head on his tummy enjoying the movie in silence 

Kaan 7a6 the cartoon Wall-E, ilfilim kan ybachini since it came out

He knew I was sniffing on tears half way..he pulled me close w we slept.

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Me:"Azizzz 3azmitik"

Aziz:"Ohhh min gadi wain?" 

Me:"Tathkir Julie our neighbour ili awal kila tarsim huge paintings? Msawya opening ib an art gallery tonight"

*i took a new tux suit out of the closest*

Me:"shift :D Jameeeeeeeel mu?"

Aziz: Mu =))

Me:"Meet you at 8 pm? Barou7 I get my nails w hair done"

It's been a while since me and Aziz have been out like to a party or an opening or so, I wanted to dress so I'd look the prettiest in his eyes tonight...a part of me still wants to impress him every single day ❤️ 

So I wore-

I felt pretty

We met at the house at 8 my baby looked handsome he had his car ready, my inner Haya felt the whole world sparkling. 

Aziz:"yah yah yah sh'hazain wala a7la princess my wife ❤️"

For the first time I felt chithi mista7ya..

He lead me to the front seat, these London nights *sigh*

*Say something started playing*

I held Aziz's hands

Me:"Aziz I'm sorry"

He goofily smiled and sat up with his eyes happier than I've seen him the past few days

Aziz:"Ya3ni officially 6aa7 il7a6ab, ma min sorry \o/"

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The glasses of cocktails were all over the party the fascinating colors and paintings were spiraculer   

We went to Julie to say hello and congratulate her 3ala the gallery opening

Julie was a 40ish year old with a perfect sense of style and an artisty personality she lived with her husband and dog yamna ib our old house. 7ad'ha sweet 7ata her husband 

They were blindly rich bas ili yshoofhum ygoul 3adiyeen

The party had fashion icons artists...kan aku a Saudi couple who she introduced us to 

The wife was stunning, the husband got well with Aziz

The Saudi women:"Ahlan ismik?"

Me:"Haya..w7adhritich?"

The women:"AlJohara"

Me:"tisharafna"

AlJohara:"kuwaitiya?"

Me:"lahjiti waaadh7a :p?"

AlJohara:"Jidan, ya7ilu 7akeekum, ila 3indik Instagram?"

Me:"ee @HayaAlx"

The men were somewhere roaming around 

Me and AlJohara sat the rest of the night chatting about absolutely kilshay I told her to join me and Hessa one day 3ala ma njahizlaha, w 6a7at ilmiyana bsir3a! 

A7is chini a3arifha minziman! 

Me:"9arli fatra mishtahya cheesecake"

AlJohara:"Wagtik 9a7! Aku caffe jambina greeb maara let's quickly get some and come back the boys won't even notice"

I lost Aziz in the party fa she gave me her jacket and we went walking down the street min il gallery

Dakhalna a small cozy cafe ra7at Aljohara ta6lib cheese cake w I sat with my phone in hand I checked the time wala a whole hour has passed wi7na roaming in London.

A black car 9fi6at bara the caffee 

Me:"Joharaaa hathi sayart Aziz"

AlJohara:"ee w hatha zoji ma3a"

Me:"gaylatlihum?!"

AlJohara:"ee tawa dazli zoji 3abdallah wainik w giltla"

Daash Aziz wuhwa flaming a39ab 

Aziz:"WAIN ILTELEPHONE?"

Lama staw3ab ina he was loud he stood and took a breath.

He walked close and held my hand and walked me out the cafe 

Aziz:"laish ma trideen"

Me:"wallah ma dagait il telephone 6oul il muda beedi" 

Aziz:"intay still ma sawateeni unblock?"

Me:"nisaiiiiiit Aziz" 

Aziz:"3adil, inzain gomay khal nig3ad ma3ahum yabaw cake-tich"

Me and Aziz sat next to eachother 

AlJohara and Abdullah sat next to eachother jidamna I felt to proud sitting next to Aziz it felt normal bas that exiting normal, him..me..us.

He took my phone and started unblocking himself min all the social networks..

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When we arrived home I changed into a night gown and he sat watching TV still in his tux 

Aziz:"minu hatha ili msawi favourite all your tweets?" 

Me:"..."