Atypical June: part XVI(16)

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“7beebty june, Mishary” he looked at him, then continued “Red 3shan y56bich, o etru7en m3ah Amsterdam, yadrs his last semester o etrdon hne b3deen” he looked happy, really happy.

“Aaahh, mmm” I couldn’t speak. I wasn’t able to.

“june, you can take your time. I’m staying here for 2 weeks…” he said.

“La2, mishary. I mm not gonna say no” I said, blushing.

9ali7 was never on my mind, when Im around Mishary. Mishary somehow steels my mind, heart and literally everything. His voice, his scent, his smile, his dimple, Mashary kila.

“Shgeltay?” he asked, shocked.

“Mwafqa” I said, standing up and heading to my room.

“Waraha!” he said, as he stood up and came after me.

“Hey Hey, yala yala 3ala betkom. Wen ga3den?” shouted my father.

“3my!” he whined.

“Ru7 ru7, alla yahdekom” dad answered, laughing.

“Mashkor ya a7la 3am bil 3alam” he winked.

“3yaar!” he rolled his eyes.
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As I removed my shirt, he entered. “close your eyes, sakerhom!” I yelled.

“Afa, ana zujich officially khalas”.

“Chub, lma yser il 3rs eser khair” I said, covering my body with a pillow.

“3amy, bachir il 3rs o il kh6uba” he screamed.

I just laughed at his reaction, Im in love… la la wait wait, Im not sure whether I love him or like him as a brother. I just have to shake those thoughts. I cant believe I said yes, I know It wont end good….

Mishary left, after calling my father. I changed to my PJ dress, wore my bunny slippers and then pulled my hair into a messy ponytail; typical me. I went out knowing that Mishary left. But unfortunately, he’s was there. sitting on the couch, holding a remote with his right hand, and a cup with the other.

“Hala bil zain” he said, as he gestured for me to sit beside him.

“Uh, I have to answer this call” I said, as soon as I heard my phone vibrating.

“Take your time, babe” he said, taking a sip of his tea. I took my mobile and went out, not to annoy him. Mo 3n akhaf mina, its just impolite though…

Phone Call:

Me: Alo?
9ali7: 7bebty lesh swety feny chethy?
Me: Ah, 9ali7... Saif
9ali7: Shfeh saif?
Me: Kha6abni…
9ali7: O wafaqtay?
Me: Im, Im sor….
9ali7: Khalas june, alla yhanech.

And the line died, bringing tears to my eyes. I couldn’t hurt him, he’s always there for me… I never meant to be stubborn.

No, I did it cause Mishary and dad was happy… and I know 9ali7 wont marry me, since my father never liked him… nor my dad first and last conclusion; nora. Well,9ali7 father somehow asked nora hand, 3 years ago. before she met my father....

Until next time…
Blue= Kalam Il wald :p.
Green= Mishary.

And yeah, I decided I should finish this story ib part 20. and start a new fresh one, cause mukhy mashallah, bynba6 min new ideas.