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Faisal always knew what to say and when to say it. When Laila first met him, she was not prepared to melt. He was strikingly handsome with Arabian eyes. They were piercingly beautiful, from the very start - she could lose herself in them.
Fe 7al ba7er men ghar meena ..
Of course, Faisal was forbidden men il bedaya. (Don’t you love beginnings, where you know you can’t have what you really want? After sometime, you begin to love the slap, it becomes reassuring that your human and can feel.)
Faisal was twenty-three and a Saudi prince. Laila just turned eighteen. He was studying abroad in the same university as Laila. Earlier in the day, she was shopping with these Arab girls who felt the need to welcome her. Dalia, Nada and Nora wanted to help her settle into a new life and eventually become a friend of theirs.
The girls marched strategically in the mall being careful not to miss any shop. They were on a raid mission to buy out all the stores. Laila was bored and tired of shopping. She wasn’t in the mood to shop. She wanted to go home. More specifically, take a plane back to Kuwait. It was only day 5 and no one missed her. She hasn’t received any international calls. So she was justified to feel sad, her family seems to have forgotten all about her. Careful to mask her sadness, she managed to smile that long boring day.
Once the girls started to work up an appetite, they decided to introduce Laila to their circle of friends. The men in their lives.
**
4:30 pm
Food court
Faisal was busy playing with his mobile and texting. Rashed was talking to his gf on the phone. Meshal was playing rate the girl who passes by with his buddy Ahmed. They were giving out 10’s as Laila stopped walking and noticed the guys had just rated her. Nice! She never guessed she was a 10, maybe a 7.5 but never a 10. Intrigued at the girl who was blocking his light, Faisal looked up to see Laila smiling at them.
Prepared to be auctioned to these guys, Laila brushed on a fake smile and said “Esalam 3alekoom.” They replied instantly. Faisal had now stopped texting and diverted his attention to Laila. Laila was too lost to realize how fixed Faisal was, admiring her beauty. She carefully shook each of the guys’ hands as Nora introduced them. She left the sexiest for last. As Nora pointed to Faisal, she followed her introduction with “and this is my brother Faisal.”
Laila shook his hand firmly, while the others scattered around to hunt for food. He carefully let go of her hand, and knowing the coast was clear, his left eye scrunched up and he gave Laila a wink, his dimples followed his sly smile.
Banat el riyadh .. ana bint likuwait ...
Laila knew Faisal was going to be bad for her. She made a mental note to herself to never be alone with Faisal. And Faisal made a mental note to himself, "el gumar ye6la3 fil nehar a7yan."
Ps. He dedicated that song.
Faisal always knew what to say and when to say it. When Laila first met him, she was not prepared to melt. He was strikingly handsome with Arabian eyes. They were piercingly beautiful, from the very start - she could lose herself in them.
Fe 7al ba7er men ghar meena ..
Of course, Faisal was forbidden men il bedaya. (Don’t you love beginnings, where you know you can’t have what you really want? After sometime, you begin to love the slap, it becomes reassuring that your human and can feel.)
Faisal was twenty-three and a Saudi prince. Laila just turned eighteen. He was studying abroad in the same university as Laila. Earlier in the day, she was shopping with these Arab girls who felt the need to welcome her. Dalia, Nada and Nora wanted to help her settle into a new life and eventually become a friend of theirs.
The girls marched strategically in the mall being careful not to miss any shop. They were on a raid mission to buy out all the stores. Laila was bored and tired of shopping. She wasn’t in the mood to shop. She wanted to go home. More specifically, take a plane back to Kuwait. It was only day 5 and no one missed her. She hasn’t received any international calls. So she was justified to feel sad, her family seems to have forgotten all about her. Careful to mask her sadness, she managed to smile that long boring day.
Once the girls started to work up an appetite, they decided to introduce Laila to their circle of friends. The men in their lives.
**
4:30 pm
Food court
Faisal was busy playing with his mobile and texting. Rashed was talking to his gf on the phone. Meshal was playing rate the girl who passes by with his buddy Ahmed. They were giving out 10’s as Laila stopped walking and noticed the guys had just rated her. Nice! She never guessed she was a 10, maybe a 7.5 but never a 10. Intrigued at the girl who was blocking his light, Faisal looked up to see Laila smiling at them.
Prepared to be auctioned to these guys, Laila brushed on a fake smile and said “Esalam 3alekoom.” They replied instantly. Faisal had now stopped texting and diverted his attention to Laila. Laila was too lost to realize how fixed Faisal was, admiring her beauty. She carefully shook each of the guys’ hands as Nora introduced them. She left the sexiest for last. As Nora pointed to Faisal, she followed her introduction with “and this is my brother Faisal.”
Laila shook his hand firmly, while the others scattered around to hunt for food. He carefully let go of her hand, and knowing the coast was clear, his left eye scrunched up and he gave Laila a wink, his dimples followed his sly smile.
Banat el riyadh .. ana bint likuwait ...
Laila knew Faisal was going to be bad for her. She made a mental note to herself to never be alone with Faisal. And Faisal made a mental note to himself, "el gumar ye6la3 fil nehar a7yan."
Ps. He dedicated that song.
I regret in saying I will not continue this story, I think its best it stays dead in the past, and I not relive the details.
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omg ur writing is amazing! please do go on!!! PLEASE KEEP GOING!!!!!! :@
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