They say things happen when you least expect it, well I didn't believe until one day...
"SUMMER FINALLY!" yelled Shamma as she entered the car to see her best friends waiting for her.
"We're finally going to the beach, WOHOO" said Maha with complete excitement.
Roudah on the other hand just giggled at her two crazy friends. She was always the quiet and shy one.
"Abdullah please take us to the beach house" completely forgetting it's not her decision to make.
"I'm sorry but I have orders to take you home directly" said the driver since he can't go anywhere without her father's permission.
Shamma huffed and sat uncomfortably till they reached home. As soon as they reached home she decided to talk to her father about going to the beach house. The girls started planning for some pranks to pull on people and mostly planning a beach party for Shamma's 20th birthday next week.
"el tholathy el mar7 hne ashoof, why aren't you at the beach house?" said Mariam casually as she sat comfortably on the chair. Mariam is Shamma's elder sister who is 6 months pregnant with her second baby.
"yeah, we couldn't go without baba's permission. have you seen him? I called twice and he's not in the majlis"
"He'll be home shortly, he has visitors from country X coming"
The girls just nodded since it's not an unusual thing.
After a few hours, Shamma got a call saying her dad was at the majlis and she decided to go and talk to him. She got on the golf car and went to see her father.
"mar7ba el sheikha" the old man greeted her as the saw her, they all know her since she always spends time with him.
"mar7ba bu ahmed, obooy mawjood?"
"halla bel 6ayb el '3aly" she smiled widely as soon as she heard a voice from behind
She turned and went to him, greeted him as he smiled widely at her knowing exactly what she wanted to tell him without her asking him.
"you can go 7abeebty" he couldn't say no to her and she knew that, she's daddy's little girl after all...
She was so happy as she thanked her father and rushed back to her friends that she didn't notice someone was staring at her from across the room.
Mashallah he thought.
"SUMMER FINALLY!" yelled Shamma as she entered the car to see her best friends waiting for her.
"We're finally going to the beach, WOHOO" said Maha with complete excitement.
Roudah on the other hand just giggled at her two crazy friends. She was always the quiet and shy one.
"Abdullah please take us to the beach house" completely forgetting it's not her decision to make.
"I'm sorry but I have orders to take you home directly" said the driver since he can't go anywhere without her father's permission.
Shamma huffed and sat uncomfortably till they reached home. As soon as they reached home she decided to talk to her father about going to the beach house. The girls started planning for some pranks to pull on people and mostly planning a beach party for Shamma's 20th birthday next week.
"el tholathy el mar7 hne ashoof, why aren't you at the beach house?" said Mariam casually as she sat comfortably on the chair. Mariam is Shamma's elder sister who is 6 months pregnant with her second baby.
"yeah, we couldn't go without baba's permission. have you seen him? I called twice and he's not in the majlis"
"He'll be home shortly, he has visitors from country X coming"
The girls just nodded since it's not an unusual thing.
After a few hours, Shamma got a call saying her dad was at the majlis and she decided to go and talk to him. She got on the golf car and went to see her father.
"mar7ba el sheikha" the old man greeted her as the saw her, they all know her since she always spends time with him.
"mar7ba bu ahmed, obooy mawjood?"
"halla bel 6ayb el '3aly" she smiled widely as soon as she heard a voice from behind
She turned and went to him, greeted him as he smiled widely at her knowing exactly what she wanted to tell him without her asking him.
"you can go 7abeebty" he couldn't say no to her and she knew that, she's daddy's little girl after all...
She was so happy as she thanked her father and rushed back to her friends that she didn't notice someone was staring at her from across the room.
Mashallah he thought.
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