Mit3eb ElGalb 10

Noura’s POV:

Khalas shahar el 3asal o uhwa y3a9eb o ana arathyy feee…

O marat ana a3a9eb o uhwa yratheeny

Bs ham wayed astaanis ma3a lama ykoon mazaja 7iluu!!

Now, we’re back to Kuwait.

6ab3an awal shay sawaita r7t salamt 3ala omy o Nahla o 3ugub ri7na bait 7amoolty.

“El7imdlaa 3al salamaa!! Taw manawerat el deeera!!” Khalty Sharifa, Mit3eb’s mother, said.

“Allaah ysalmich yalghalya walla walaht 3alaich,” Mit3eb said kissing her on the forehead.

“7abeebyy, shloon el safra 3asa stanastaaw?” she asked.

“Eee walla el7imdla khoosh safra,” I said.

“El7imdla aham shaay stanastaaw,” she said.

We continued talking about random stuff. I noticed Mit3eb becomes another person around his mother.

He’s so loving and caring o kil shway e7ibha 3ala ras’ha. Don’t get me wrong I don’t have anything against him being so loving towards his mother. Bil3aax hatha shay wayed zain bs makint adryy ena 3inda elside el 7anoon.

“Ha shloon el soog eb Rome?” Lamees, Mit3eb’s 20-year-old sister, asked.

“Walla eyaanin bs Mit3eb allah y7aftha makhalany atsawaag!!!” I said.

“Waaay 3ad hatha akthar ensan yikrah esoog!! 7ata may7ib yitsawag 7ag nafsa!” she said.

“Eee la7atht! Thak elyoom khalany atsawag o galy shar6 edawreely shay ma3ach o uhwa ga3ad ma ya ma3ay,” I said.

“Eee hathy suwalfa,” Lamees said while giggling.

“3ad sharayteely shaay?” Layla, Mit3eb’s 18-year-old sister, asked.

“Haha eee mashallah 3alaich entay kilish mawa9aiteeny ayeblich shay gabil la asafer,” I said.

“Haha ee tadreen fashla awa9eech o entay tawich 3aroos bs elmuhim yalla wain ashyaa2y?” she asked with a grin.

“Yuma minich, foog eb shiqity etha 9a3adt a6arishlich eyahum,” I said.

“Laykoon ana mayibteely shay lany mawa9aitich?” Lamees gasped.

“Haha laa 3ad kilish wala Lamees ma ansaha,” I said.

Thank God I remembered to buy her something last minute.

“Lameees! Lailoo chinkum ga3deen et2athoon murty!!!” Mit3eb faked an angry voice.

I don’t know about you guys but I almost melted when I heard him say that. Tewaqa3t mara7 ya36eeny wayh aw bekon wayed rasmy ma3ay jidam ahala bs ashwa enny ghal6anaa!!! *happy dance*

“A9lan ga3deen enwanis’ha maskeena mit7amlitik msafra ma3aak shahar!” Laila said.

“6eeray zaain min gadha a9lan,” he said.

“Waaay enta lail7een thiqa? Ana bafhaam minu ga9 3alaik o gaylik enna kilmen mayit 3alaaik??” she said.

Abaaaih Laila shloon etkalmaa chthy!!!! :O

Akeeeed ebyithba7ha al7eeeen!!!!

Wallaa galby gam yergaa3 ekhtaraa3t!!!

“Hahaha yahel sh3arefiich??” he said while chuckling.

I widened my eyes.. mo m9adga elly ga3ed e9eer

“Ma7aaaad yahel badish el jaam3a!!” Laila said.

“Baaaih warach daarb maskeena,” Mit3eb said.

“Wee baskum entaw lail7een hathy suwalifkum, 3al aqal mo jedam libnaya,” Khalty Sharifa said looking at me.

“Ana maly shighil uhwa kila yet7araash feeny!!! Abaaaih magitlik tadryy enny enqabaalt eb 6ib!!!” she said with a grin on her face.

“Wallaa?? Maaabroooook!!!! Gitliiich gad’haa!!” he said as he gave her a hug.

Ya jema3a hatha Mit3eb elly kan ma3ay bil safra wela ana rada ma3a wa7id thanyy!!!!????

“Allaah ybarik feek walla lail7een mo m9adga!!” Laila said.

“O laish tawich tit7achaain?? Yalla goleely shnu tabeen ayeeblich eb hal munasaba el7ilwa?” he asked.

“Many m9adga Mit3eb beyeebly hadeya? Lo adry chan kilyoom gitlik eny enqibalt eb 6ib haha! 3endy lista foug o kilikum ra7 tyeebooly shay minha,” she said with a grin.

“Mabroook Laiilaa allah ywafgich yaraab,” I said.

“Allaah ybarik feech ameeen,” she said.

“Yallaa 3an ethinkum baroo7 afich lijnaa6,” I said as I got up.

“Naaa6ra 9oghty,” Laila said.

“Haha okk,” I said.

I have to be honest; I was a little scared of starting my life with Mit3eb.  Eb shahar el 3asal kan el wath3 china 7ilm bs al7eeen 9ar el wath3 9iij!! I have to run this household ana mas2oola 3an kilshay!! This thought sent a chill down my spine but I’m sure I can do it!!

I opened our bags and took out all the dirty clothes and put them in the laundry room.  I gathered all the gifts I bought Laila and Lamees and put them aside. After that I organized everything and by the time I was done I felt exhausted!!

I took a shower; blow dried my hair, and sat down on my new bed.

Tonight Mit3eb and I will share one room …

“Haa khalastaay?” Mit3eb asked as he walked into the room.

I jumped, bismilla meta yaa! O 3umra 6weel mashallah

“Eee o al7een bartaa7,” I said, smiling.

Atmana yefham el naghza o may6arishnyy

“Ya36eech el 3afyaa,” he said with a smile.

I still can’t believe that this person standing in front of me is the Mit3eb I know.

“Allah y3afeek,” I said.

“Ha ma walahtay 3ala nafoortich el maleeqa?” he asked.

“Haha emballa et9adig..” I said.

“3assa elshay elly temanaiteeh 9ar?” he asked.

“Hmm la lail7een..” I said.

I actually wished for Mit3eb to start treating me better…

“6aa3 hathy!! O entay mitwaq3aa ena tit7aqaq omneetich mathalaan lanich 7athaftay euro eb nafoora??? Walla ga9een 3alaich hahah,” he chuckled.

“Laiiiiish tis2aal 3ayaal???” I asked.

“Matiqa3t hatha radiich e9ara7aa!” he said.

3a6aitaa nathraat elly ya milqiiik

I leaned on the bed’s headboard and closed my eyes, suddenly I felt Mit3eb place his head on my lap.

Kint sh3ara o adiza .. madryy shfeeeny kil shay ysawy Mit3eb ga3ed ekhari3ny!!

“Umy wayed mistansa 3alaichh,” he said staring at the ceiling.

“9ij? Allaah ytamim!!” I said with a grin.

“Eee wayed mdi7tiich shda3waa 3aad!” he said.

I smacked him lightly on the shoulder, “matinlaam el9ara7aa.”

He chuckled, “eb hathy 9edagtay.”

I blushed.

“Noura, wedy asawy shaay 7ag Laila ya3ny tadreen bemunasabat qboolha,” he said.

“Eee walla tistaahil shnu mfaker tsawy?” I asked.

“Madryy abeech tfakreen ma3ay bs 9ij tistahil Lailo wayed fakhoor feeha ana,” he said.

Waay eshawiigg…

I slowly stroked his hair, “taby tishtreelaha hadeya? Wela e6ali3ha t3asheeha aw tghadeeha eb ma63am?”

“T’hagain tistanis?” he asked.

“Ya3ny madry ma3arefha kithrek enta shnu t7is shay ewanis’ha?” I asked.

“Ehy minzman wedha tsafer t’hagain awadeeha Dubai cham yoom dam lail7een ma beda dawamha?” he asked.

“Eeee walla khosh fikraa!!” I said.

I felt my phone vibrate next to me. I checked to see who was calling to see Dalal’s name on the screen. 9adgeeeeny badig 3alaich ba3dain ana wain a7a9el Mit3eb eb hal mood el 7ilu

“Eee bafaji2ha,” he said.

Kan 7adaa mishtaaa6 o 7ada yshaawiig!! I never knew this side of his personality he’s the sweetest person!!!

“3ad entaay mo tro7een tgoleelaha adry feekum 7areem matkhishoon shay!” he said.

“Wayed 6ay7een min 3ainik el7areeem!” I said.

“Walla magilt ella el9iij!” he said.

My phone vibrated again, I checked to find 3 missed calls from Dalal and 2 from Lulu.  Haw shsalfat’hum?

“La7tha Mit3eb bs bakalim Lulu daga 3alaay wayed,” I said as I dialed her number.

“Aloo,” Lulu whispered into the phone.

“Halaa Lulu shfeeccch khara3teeny??” I asked.

“Noura ta3alay bait Dalol al7een,” she said, still whispering.

“Haw shfeekum?” I asked.

“Dalaal…” she paused for a second, “ta3alaaay entay o afahmich kilshay!!”