PREVIOUSLY:
I lay down carelessly in bed just tossing and turning around
until I heard the doorbell. I immediately stood up and went to open the door
assuming it was Hessa…. But was in complete shock when I saw him standing at my
door.
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Yes, it was him. That same guy I bumped into the other day
at the parking. I was staring at him not knowing what to be shocked about, him
being here or me standing in infront of him in a grey muscle tank and striped
boxers.
I looked like I just got out of the jungle with my curly
hair all over the place and my bare less face. God I swear if I were in his
place I would’ve dropped those bags he was carrying and ran completely to the
other side of the country…
….: “i7mm i7mm”
Meera: “…”
….: “Helloo” he said as he waved his hand in attempt to catch
my attention… which he got.
Meera: “uhhh Hi” I said with a fake smile on my face
….: “Hmmm so you’re Meera” he said squinting his eyes trying
to analyze my reaction.
Meera: “huh? What??” I said in complete shock
Meera: “HOW IN THE HELL DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?” I screamed
furiously.
….: “Hessa told me”, he said as he pushed me gently and made
his way to the kitchen and placed the stuff he had on the counter top.
Meera: “what? How do you know hessa?”…”uffff yarabiii!! Msh
fahma shay! Inta mnu??”
….: “Hessa’s cousin”, he said coldly while unpacking the
bags.
What annoyed me the most was that he came in as if he owned
the place and did whatever he wanted to not giving me any importance. He didn’t
even look at me when he talked.
Meera: “inzain shu tswe hne?!”
….: “she asked me to come”
Meera: “ufff trak t8hr! da5il kaif kaifik, mnu t’t7ra
3mrk?!”
….: “do you want to eat?”
Meera: “huh?!”
….: “It’s either a yes or no, which is it?”
Meera: “ummm I don’t know”
….: “when a girl says I don’t know it, it means yes. No need
to be shy you know.”
Meera: “mashalla 7l’lt’ha 3a kaifk?! Shy awna”
….: “don’t deny”
Meera: “inzain what if I was hungry?! Shu btswee mthln?!!”
….: “I’ll make you dinner”
Meera: “You know how to cook?”
….: “I don’t want you to think I’m gay or something but I
went to culinary school, so yes I do know how to cook”
Meera: “ahaa and why would I think you’re gay?”
….: “cause most people tend to do so whenever I tell them I cook…”
Meera: “mmmm, you better make something good” I said as I
gave him my back and made my way to the sofa and grabbed my phone to text
Hessa.
Meera: 7:24
“HESSAAAA!!!”
7:24 “WHERE ARE YOU!!”
7:25 “UFFF BTHB7CH”
7:30 “m’mkn ma t’tjahlain! Y3ni I can see that
you’re online”
Hessa: 7:34 “I’m on my way! Bla 7na!!”
I ignored and turned my head around to see what he was
doing, and that’s when I realized that I don’t even know his name. I got
interrupted by my thoughts when Hessa flung the door open and
screamed “…………………………...”.