"A Summer to Remember..." (3)

We finally arrived in Malaga, Airport.

Everything went smoothly. Our hotel’s mini van chauffeur who was a bold, short, chubby guy in his forties welcomed us.

The journey to Marbella was about an hour and a half. When we arrived my father went to the reception and got everything done in less than 10 minutes. As soon as we got our cards we headed to the elevators.

The suite was amazing. It had a perfect view of the sea.

Deema: “Mama 3adi atmasha 3ala ilba7ar?”

Mama: “Bismilla tawna waa9leen”

Deema: “Adri bas iljaw iyanin! Please mara7 a6awil!”

Mama: “3asa bitro7een broo7ich? Insai! Ni6ray lama Reema to9al ba3dain roo7ai wiyaha.”

(Reema is my bestest best friend. I love her. She understands me well and a day could never be complete without having a talk with her.)

Deema: “Laa mama 6ayaarat.ha to9al bilail!!”

Mama: “Ok 5ala9 bacher il9ub7 roo7aw’

Deema: “Ok fine…”

Baba: “Itha tabeen it’3ayreen jaw roo7ay ta7at il lobby shirbay gahwa, oo ana oo omich ra7 nanzillich ba3ad shway”

Deema: “Good idea! 5ala9 I’ll take a shower wabadil wanzil seeda!”

Baba: “Ok 7abeebti”

So I finished taking a shower, and wore my red maxi dress and honey colored gladiators adding simple jewelry to give my look a boost. Then headed straight to the elevators.

I got in the elevator with a cute Spanish worker who greeted me with a “buenas dias” (good morning). He was so sweet!

Wi9alt il lobby oo ga3adt 3ala 6awla yam ildarayish  cuz abi maw8i3i ikoon shar7, the waiter came and I ordered a cappuccino.

I was checking out my bbm’s after that when a familiar smell passed by.

It was him.

Our eyes met for a second chan asti7i walif wayhi! “Abaay sh.hal 9idfa!” I thought to myself.

He sat on the table next to me. Mashallah 3ala kil hal 6awlaat ilfa’6ya ma liga ‘3air inna yig3ad yammi….

A few minutes later the waiter came with my drink. So I carried the cup and took a sip.

Deema: : “ Aaaa777!” “Crap! I burned my tongue!”

“ Ana ghabiya ba3ad I should’ve waited lama yabrid shway!”

It was flaming hot.

I carefully put my cup back on the saucer and started pulling air into my mouth. Shakli ib kil basaa6a kaan film.

Then I heard a giggle. I lifted my head up to meet his gaze, which was obviously set on me. 3ifast wayhi oo I went back to checking my bbm’s.

He’s too cute I thought to myself. 9a7 ba6 chabdi 3ala hal 7araka bas still he’s really cute.

My parents came oo ga3adna insolif oo ni’67ak while drinking our coffees oo he kept on staring every once in a while oo kaan 7ail mitwatter. Especially lama my parents came. Tigdiroon itgoloon iltima7 wayha.

Faj2a gaam min mukaana oo ya 9ob 6awlatna!

“omg” gilt ib galbi….