*FAHAD:
I dropped my phone.
Shit.
Maley khelg ayeeba-,-
The road is pretty much empty so i reached out to get it.
I was reaching out to get it but i couln't find it.
I bent down and didn't realize i was speeding..
*LULU:
UFFFFF!
I guess Fahad doesn't care about me anymore!
I have a feeling that Fahad is cheating, but a voice in my head keeps yelling "STOP JUMPING TO CONCLUSIONS!"
Am i really jumping to conclusions?
Yes, Lulu you are.
I mean, it will show with time, won't it?
I'm making a deal out of nothing, I just know it.
Fahad is MY husband and MY cousin!
He'd never do something like that!
My thoughts were interrupted by a phone call from an uknown number...
*KHALED:
The apartment is a mess. I need Groceries
Aahh Rose, i forgot:D
Khalid: Hey, Rosy I just came from Kuwait, can you please clean my apartment now?
Rosy: Hi, Mr. Khalid. Sure I'll be at your place at about 10 minutes
Khalid: thank you
Rosy: How's Mrs Anny
Khalid: we got divorced..
Rosy: sorry to hear that
Khalid: no problem, I'll leave my keys in the usual place
Rosy: oky, bye
Khlaid: bye
I took my car and went to grocery shopping. While I was walking a lady bumped into me, she was talking on her mobile, while i was bbming Abdullah
...: ahh, i'll call you back and she ended her call!
I looked up
...: umm, asfa ukhooy ma shiftik..
She was clearly embaressed.
khalid: la 3ady ikhty 7a9al ma 9ar shay:D
...: I've got to go. Bye
Hmm
Khalid: Uhh la7tha! are you knew here? wla mra sheftich mn gbl?
I said that with i smile.
...: Haahaa yeah i am. Its pretty hard to find your way around here. How do you do it?
Khalid: Haha Eeeh. Where do you wanna go? I'll help you:D
...: Laa 3adey. Thanks anyways.
Khalid: I didnt get your name..
She laughed. Her smile is breathtaking.
...: Deena, Yours?
Khalid: Welcome to London, Deena. Im Khaled.
Deena: Thanks! Nice to meet you but i really have to go..
Khalid: Oki.. i guess ill see around then
Deena: Yepp..
She smiled, and walked away.
No Khalid. are you kidding me?
You just out of a relationship.
Take it slow brotha!
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