Hey guys i took too ling to write this o enshallah u like it (:
im just too busy *sigh*
I walked through the doors of the gate and saw Dhari waiting by the boarding ticket check desk; I plugged my earphones of my ipod. Then tweeted that im leaving Kuwait…since I found it awkward walking over to him and looking straight into his eyes.
When I reached where he was I paused, let my bb slide into my pockets, and looked up.
Dhari: yallah?
Me: after you
Dhari: la la raja2an *sigh * ladies first
Me: ok
I walked handed my boarding ticket to the lady, and thanked her after she handed me the ticket then waited for Dhari. He smiled when he got his ticket and walked beside me through the nafa8 (I love using that word it reminds me of Europe’s road trips GOD I miss them) we9alna to the airplane entrance, he showed us through which aisle we should walk through. We booked in the business class seats, since there was no point in 2 more centimeters for the extended seat.
I had my huge Pink Victoria’s secret bag that kinda had everything I need and cant live without! Laptop, Ipods, simple makeup, wallet, hooded jacket for the plane and now I think u get how big my bag is.
Dhari: 3a6eneyaha a7e6ha foug (he stretched his hand to get my bag)
Me: LA2
He quickly slid his hands in his pockets and stood there scared, “kalaita begshora” u can say.
Dhari: asef? (he kinda asked)
Me: la bas ashya2y ily hnee abehom 3ndy a7bhom
Dhari: ah ashwa 3abaly glt shay ghala6
Me: lala no worries (:
We stood there for a second then he broke the silence.
Dhari: window seat?
Me: Pleaase
Dhari: go ahead (he gestured with his hand)
I sat and breathed in hard...memories started popping into my head, me and hamad when we were leaving Kuwait for America. It was so obvious that I was lost in my own world filling in the wonderful memories.
When the plane was about to take off I said “du3a2 el rkoob”, closed my eyes and looked through the window… suddenly I felt a poke on my left shoulder
I turned to face the “poker” and pushed my left curls to my right side.
Me: mmm?
Dhari: du3a2 el rkoob gelteeh ?
Me: yepp * sigh*
Dhari: shfeech
Me: la bas… nvm
Dhari: 3ala ra7tich
I turned back to look through the window.
Dhari: tadrin this is my favorite part
Me: ayho ?
Dhari: when I was a kid I enjoyed that part the most of the whole vacation
Me: eee haman ana a7eb window I just love the feeling being above o ashouf ashya2 tiny chethy (I tried to show the size by hands)
Dhari: eee b’9ab6
Me: u can peek in if you want
Dhari: I wasn’t waiting for your invitation I started peeking since the first minute we got into our seats
Me: I hate you (I turned back to my window :p )
Dhari: thankyou
Me: wow
Italics are stuff that I don't say bas I think of
I dunno how I woke up to see the window closed by that I mean that someone closed it, it was dark too all lights were off, and I had a quilt. I turned to see him and by him I mean Dhary ipadding.
Me: mmmm that was what I left behind at the apartment ;/
Dhari: ohh gmtay ? (he turned to face me) laaa 5esart kilaa mnich!
Me: aw im sorry …do u have taptap revenge downloaded?
Dhari: hmm chena mawjoda check (he handed it over to me)
I checked the slides of his ipad and found it ! yaaay
Me: legaitah ! there (I gave it back)
Dhari: al3abha ya3ny ?
Me: ee warm up 3ashan ensawy match (I got excited a little)
Dhari: ooh so wath8a ena 7adich betma95ereeny! :O
Me: eeehh yala o try easy I suggest
Dhari: I have never chosen easy even if I just started playing the game I always think of easy as too easy for me
Me: 3eshtaw
Dhari: 3ayal shlooon 3ayaaal
He choose hard and taptap classic song.
After 5-10 minutes of showing him how “to get it right” we started to play 2 players.
Me:E9eer t7e6a hnee please ?
Dhari: e9eer (:
Me: o teraba3 chethy ( I showed)
Dhari: awal shay tabeeny al3ab o I practice then a7e6 el ipad hnee o now tabeen tga3deeny 3ala kaifech ! :p
Me: emmm eeeee
Dhari: bas elyoum
We actually II replayed the game 3 times just because his score was higher than mine. I’d click on that button and we’d go back to ipad menu.
Dhari: heeey bas 3aad 5ala9 entay ma9a5ara o ana a7san mnich admit it!....gamy zain may la3eb ghashashaa! :p
Me: a9lan chethy yel3ebonha (I took the ipad to my lap and started a new 1 player game)
An hour passed I turned to my left to see dhari sound asleep, shelt the quilt I had on my legs I got up to cover him and then wore my slippers. I walked to the aisle.
Dhari: wain betro7in? (he woke up aw 7aram I woke him up bas shloon mm maybe light sleeper? Mm bro7a mu nayem 6ool el flight)
Me: toilet o a6awl el 6reej shway ryooly betnamil
Dhari: ok (he twisted his neck to the other side and continued sleeping)
CUTE
The slipper was so embarrassing, the towel one you get in the airplane pack I wear it in planes because my feet don't fit in my shoes because of the stupid pressure thing.
I walked past the rest of the gang they were all asleep, faj2a there was this old man reading his newspaper o he had the light bulb fog rasa open instead of the ones on the side. Maybe he doesn’t know there’s a side lamp
I’m trying my best to show everyone that I’m ok now since its been a week now since Hamad’s death, I am not ok but it’s just that other people around me are treating me differently and I don't like it. So I keep showing everyone I am fine, even though lots think I’m not and are still trying to impress me and make me smile and to their surprise I AM smiling.
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