Mama: “ Deeeeeemmma!! Deeemo oo 9uma5!!”
Deema: “ Na3aaaaamm mama! Kani kani digeeega bas!”
Mama: “tara bit6eer 3anna il6ayara ib sibbitich!!”
Deema: “ sorry sorry!!!! Kani il7een naazla!!”
I quickly finalized the last touches of my fave Dior
mascara, grabbed my red Balanciaga handbag, and sprinted downstairs!
Mama: “A5eeeeran! Ma ba’3aitay tanzileeen! Wain jan6itich
iltrolley?!”
Deema: “ nazzilat.ha Anne gabl shway!”
Mama: “inzain 7abeebty bsir3a roo7ay ilsayara 3ind obooch!”
It’s been a week since summer vacation started and we’re
heading to Spain, Marbella specifically! Ya3ni ba5ith 5oooosh tan!! I really
can’t wait!
With a huge smile plastered on my face I zoomed towards our
car and jumped in. I was welcomed by the voice of my father who was sitting on
the passenger seat next to m7amad (our Egyptian driver). Baba was busy talking
to mus6afa (our other driver) making sure everything’s good since he left
before us to get the luggage checked in early.
A7ib oboy! He always tries his best to make sure nothing
goes wrong and that we enjoy the vacation to the max!
The journey to the airport was short. As soon as we got in
the airport we got our tickets and headed straight to the first class lounge to
have a drink.
The lady at the reception finally announced the opening of
gate 22.
We got into the plane, and my parents and I took our seats. They
were sitting in the first row next to the window and I was behind them.
I put on my headphones on and started playing games on my
iphone waiting for the airplane to be filled with its passengers. Shortly after
that a young 11-year-old girl sat next to me.
Everything seemed to go well, until the air around me began
to be filled with Abercrombie’s “Fierce” aroma…
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