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Previously:
While the phone was ringing, I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around and it was....
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Chapter 2:
I turned around and it was only Dana who tapped me!
Meena: Dana, min 9ijich?!:) E7na 3indna 7aramy fil bait, w your tapping me?!
Dana: Sorry sorry!
Abdulla finally picked up the phone!
Abdulla: Halla Meena! Shmga3dich hal 7za? Anything wrong?
Meena: Halla Abdulla! *whispering*
Abdulla: Shfeech ga3da itsasreeney?
Meena: Abdulla, fee 7aramy fil bait!
Abdulla: 7ARAMY?! 5ala9 akaany bayeey baitich al7een! Don't do anything stupid 'til I come, fahma?!
I hung up on 3bdulla, I knew it would take him at least 5 minutes to get in here, so I knew I had to take action myself first...
Bayan: You guys!;o
Maysa: What?
Bayan: The 7aramy is making his way to us!
Dana: Laa! Chathabaa!
Meena: Wait you guys! Chubb shway, ymkin broo7 mkaan thany!
Dana: Inshallah!
We were all sitting, our backs facing the kitchen, w in a second nsm3 a7ad eyeey warana, w egool...
_______: Shga3deen tsawoon ya banat?;o
Meena: Fasial?! Omg e7na 3abalna int 7aramyy!=))
Fasial: 7aramy?!=)) Walla shawagtooney =))
Meena: Wallah madree ya3ny it's completely normal for someone to enter his own house through the kitchen instead of using the main door in the middle of the night.
Faisal: Sorry I scared you, bs it kinda was the only way to get in. You see, I forgot to take my keys with me when I left.
Meena: Next time take your keys with you.
Faisal: Inshallah! Yalla, I'll go sleep. T9b7oon 3ala 5air!
Meena&Dana&Maysa&Bayan: Goodnight!
Dana: Meena!!
Meena: Shtabeen, Dana?
Dana: You forgot about Abdulla!
Meena: Ee 9ij! I'll call him now.
At this point you're probably wondering who this Abdulla person is. Well, Abdulla happens to be my boyfriend. Yes we're a couple, but we're not the type that has cheesy phone calls and conversations with each other. We're like best friends, but more than that. I tell him everything because I know he won't judge me and he'll always be there for me. Abdulla is a year older than me which makes him 16. He's fully Bahraini, but he and his family lived in London when he was younger. Abdulla has always been my neighbor but I haven't actually spoken to him until we went to the same summer camp a few years ago. We met there and we just sort of clicked. Abdulla is perfect in my eyes, personality-wise and looks-wise. Abdulla has the most amazing chocolate-brown eyes that look like puppy's eyes. He has black hair that forms a few soft curls here and there. He's got a normal body and has tanned skin. He is slightly taller than me and I'm considered as a tall person. Abdulla is one of the funniest people I've ever encountered in my life. He's smart and has good grades, yet he's very social and has loads of friends. When I'm with Abdulla I feel as if I'm in another world where everything is possible. He's one of the people that I can hang out with and just not say anything to eachother, yet have a great time.
He finally answered me, and I told him what happened, w he ended up laughing at my friends and I because of our stupidity and wild thoughts.
Abdulla: Wallah mayt min el the7k!=))
Meena: Inzain fhamna, we're so funny, 5ala9!=))
Abdulla and I talked for about another 10 minutes, before he went back to sleep, and I went back to the kitchen to get our food that we never got because of Fasial, the "7aramy"!
*The next day*
The girls and I woke up early elyoum, 3ashan we can still do some things before the sleepover ends. Soon the girls started to leave one by one. Today was the day my family and I usually stayed at home and spent the entire day together! We do this every week, just my family and I, nobody else!
I have 3 siblings, 2 brothers and a sister. I have an older brother, a twin brother, and a younger sister. My siblings and I were always so close, but after my mother passed away we got even closer.
Faisal is my older brother. He's 18 years old. He inherited the Arab genes, tanned skin, dark eyes, sharp nose, and dark hair. He's got a slight mustache. Faisal is funny, sweet and when you're around him you'll have a smile on your face. He lets my siblings and I do whatever we please as long as it isn't harmful in any sort of way. Just like any older brother, Faisal is protective of us (my siblings and I).
Talal is my twin brother so he's 15 as well. He has fair skin but not the type with a pinkish hue, just like me. He has longish coffee brown hair. His eyes are a cloud gray color. Out of all the family, Talal and I look the most alike.Talal and I are extremely close and I tell him almost everything. He has a great sense of humor and his lame jokes never fail to put a smile on my face. He's friendly and caring. He also likes teasing me, but I guess that's what brothers are for.
Dalia is my younger sister who is 14 years old. Her skin is slightly tanned but not so much. Her eyes are big and light brown. Dalia's wavy hair cascades over her shoulders in a rich, dark brown color. Although Dalia is younger than me, we are very close. Dalia knows everything about me and I know everything about her. She's always there for me when I need her whether it's fashion advice or just a shoulder to cry on, she's there.
We were all sitting in the 9ala drinking tea, watching TV, and joking around until my father lowered the volume of the TV, turned to us and spoke in a serious tone.
Baba: Lazim akalimkm fee maw'9oo3 muhim.
Faisal: Shno el maw'9oo3 yuba?
Suddenly, my father's phone rang.
Baba: Lazim arid, it's work.
So he picked up the phone.
We were all wondering what this important matter that he wanted to tell us is. You can say that we were slightly worried because family time was always joking around and fun and important matters weren't discussed.
What does Baba want to tell us that can't wait 'til later? I just hope it isn't bad news, I don't think I'd be able to handle it. I still haven't fully recovered from my mother's death. More bad news would just break me.
Here's the second post!
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Don't forget to follow us on Twitter: @MysteriesBlog
----------------------------
Previously:
While the phone was ringing, I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around and it was....
----------------------------
Chapter 2:
I turned around and it was only Dana who tapped me!
Meena: Dana, min 9ijich?!:) E7na 3indna 7aramy fil bait, w your tapping me?!
Dana: Sorry sorry!
Abdulla finally picked up the phone!
Abdulla: Halla Meena! Shmga3dich hal 7za? Anything wrong?
Meena: Halla Abdulla! *whispering*
Abdulla: Shfeech ga3da itsasreeney?
Meena: Abdulla, fee 7aramy fil bait!
Abdulla: 7ARAMY?! 5ala9 akaany bayeey baitich al7een! Don't do anything stupid 'til I come, fahma?!
I hung up on 3bdulla, I knew it would take him at least 5 minutes to get in here, so I knew I had to take action myself first...
Bayan: You guys!;o
Maysa: What?
Bayan: The 7aramy is making his way to us!
Dana: Laa! Chathabaa!
Meena: Wait you guys! Chubb shway, ymkin broo7 mkaan thany!
Dana: Inshallah!
We were all sitting, our backs facing the kitchen, w in a second nsm3 a7ad eyeey warana, w egool...
_______: Shga3deen tsawoon ya banat?;o
Meena: Fasial?! Omg e7na 3abalna int 7aramyy!=))
Fasial: 7aramy?!=)) Walla shawagtooney =))
Meena: Wallah madree ya3ny it's completely normal for someone to enter his own house through the kitchen instead of using the main door in the middle of the night.
Faisal: Sorry I scared you, bs it kinda was the only way to get in. You see, I forgot to take my keys with me when I left.
Meena: Next time take your keys with you.
Faisal: Inshallah! Yalla, I'll go sleep. T9b7oon 3ala 5air!
Meena&Dana&Maysa&Bayan: Goodnight!
Dana: Meena!!
Meena: Shtabeen, Dana?
Dana: You forgot about Abdulla!
Meena: Ee 9ij! I'll call him now.
At this point you're probably wondering who this Abdulla person is. Well, Abdulla happens to be my boyfriend. Yes we're a couple, but we're not the type that has cheesy phone calls and conversations with each other. We're like best friends, but more than that. I tell him everything because I know he won't judge me and he'll always be there for me. Abdulla is a year older than me which makes him 16. He's fully Bahraini, but he and his family lived in London when he was younger. Abdulla has always been my neighbor but I haven't actually spoken to him until we went to the same summer camp a few years ago. We met there and we just sort of clicked. Abdulla is perfect in my eyes, personality-wise and looks-wise. Abdulla has the most amazing chocolate-brown eyes that look like puppy's eyes. He has black hair that forms a few soft curls here and there. He's got a normal body and has tanned skin. He is slightly taller than me and I'm considered as a tall person. Abdulla is one of the funniest people I've ever encountered in my life. He's smart and has good grades, yet he's very social and has loads of friends. When I'm with Abdulla I feel as if I'm in another world where everything is possible. He's one of the people that I can hang out with and just not say anything to eachother, yet have a great time.
He finally answered me, and I told him what happened, w he ended up laughing at my friends and I because of our stupidity and wild thoughts.
Abdulla: Wallah mayt min el the7k!=))
Meena: Inzain fhamna, we're so funny, 5ala9!=))
Abdulla and I talked for about another 10 minutes, before he went back to sleep, and I went back to the kitchen to get our food that we never got because of Fasial, the "7aramy"!
*The next day*
The girls and I woke up early elyoum, 3ashan we can still do some things before the sleepover ends. Soon the girls started to leave one by one. Today was the day my family and I usually stayed at home and spent the entire day together! We do this every week, just my family and I, nobody else!
I have 3 siblings, 2 brothers and a sister. I have an older brother, a twin brother, and a younger sister. My siblings and I were always so close, but after my mother passed away we got even closer.
Faisal is my older brother. He's 18 years old. He inherited the Arab genes, tanned skin, dark eyes, sharp nose, and dark hair. He's got a slight mustache. Faisal is funny, sweet and when you're around him you'll have a smile on your face. He lets my siblings and I do whatever we please as long as it isn't harmful in any sort of way. Just like any older brother, Faisal is protective of us (my siblings and I).
Talal is my twin brother so he's 15 as well. He has fair skin but not the type with a pinkish hue, just like me. He has longish coffee brown hair. His eyes are a cloud gray color. Out of all the family, Talal and I look the most alike.Talal and I are extremely close and I tell him almost everything. He has a great sense of humor and his lame jokes never fail to put a smile on my face. He's friendly and caring. He also likes teasing me, but I guess that's what brothers are for.
Dalia is my younger sister who is 14 years old. Her skin is slightly tanned but not so much. Her eyes are big and light brown. Dalia's wavy hair cascades over her shoulders in a rich, dark brown color. Although Dalia is younger than me, we are very close. Dalia knows everything about me and I know everything about her. She's always there for me when I need her whether it's fashion advice or just a shoulder to cry on, she's there.
We were all sitting in the 9ala drinking tea, watching TV, and joking around until my father lowered the volume of the TV, turned to us and spoke in a serious tone.
Baba: Lazim akalimkm fee maw'9oo3 muhim.
Faisal: Shno el maw'9oo3 yuba?
Suddenly, my father's phone rang.
Baba: Lazim arid, it's work.
So he picked up the phone.
We were all wondering what this important matter that he wanted to tell us is. You can say that we were slightly worried because family time was always joking around and fun and important matters weren't discussed.
What does Baba want to tell us that can't wait 'til later? I just hope it isn't bad news, I don't think I'd be able to handle it. I still haven't fully recovered from my mother's death. More bad news would just break me.
Post pleaseeee:'( wayed t7amast 9ij!
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