Chapter 3 - Colorful Love

Hey guys, sorry for not posting for a long time, I was really busy with something's.
I hope you enjoy, I would really love to know your comments and feedbacks on this chapter.


Oh btw I wanna give some advice to you girls reading this chapter:



Girls don't cry about the past, you have to move on, you have the ability to forget. You have to learn from your mistakes, flip the page, and move on, forget what happened in the past, don't go back. A girl is a diamond, don't give yourself to someone who will smash this diamond into pieces, don't ruin yourself by your own hands. Don't lose your parents trust on someone who doesn't deserve you, seriously don't love someone before you get married because it's not worth it, you're just ruining yourself and your reputation. Plus your mascara is too expensive to cry over someone who doesn't deserve it, if that person deserved it he wouldn't let your tears fall down your face.
Oh and girls, never think you're not beautiful, pull your head high up and walk with confidence, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL, and no one has the right to tell you that you're not. Every person has something special in them, something unique, so don't allow anyone to tell you that you're not pretty, cause you are. And remember "A pretty girl is nothing if she has an ugly heart!!"
If you need any advice girls, i'm here for you


Enjoy the chapter...
















Suddenly the door of the room opened and so did the lights. I heard footsteps of someone walking into my room. The footsteps were getting closer to me. Suddenly this person climbed on my bed and came over me, I felt the person small soft fingers on my arm.



...........: "Manooola, Manaaaaal, Manooool!!" It was a child's girly voice.



I covered my face with the blanket, ignoring whoever it was.
She then got up and started to jump over me.


...........: "Yallah Manal, it's meeeee!!" She kept moaning.


............: "Manaaaal goomay!"
Manal: "Aghhhhh, il wa7d may naam ib hal bait?"
............: "Manooooon it's me!!"
Manal: "Remas?!" My eyes were still closed, I knew it was Remas cause she was the only one that called me 'Manooon' and it was her childish voice.
.............: "Eeehhh!!" She said in her cheerful voice.



I quickly sat up to face Remas.
She was jumping over me, she was wearing red shorts with a white shirt that had red flowers on it and white sandals. She had her hair pulled up into two pony tails. Remas was really cute, 'mal akilha', she looked like me, she was a copy of me, she had the same attitude I had. But she was evil, you know the kids that were so cute from outside, but really evil from inside?! She was one!!:D


Remas is my younger cousin, she is 3 years old and she was really close to me. I loved her and I treated her as a sister and a best friend. I always took her shopping with me and whenever I had the chance I would take her with me. She is like the young sister I never had.


I quickly grabbed her and laid her down as I tickled her. I kept tickling her, she was very ticklish.



Remas: "MANAL BS, Hhhhhhhh, MANAAAAAL!!!" She yelled the words out from between her childish laughs.
Manal: "Goolay A7bich Manal," I continued to tickle her.


She began to kick her legs and she tried moving me away, she tried to push me.


Remas: "Mabii," She yelled out with her childish voice.
Manal: "Mashii," I tickled her everywhere.
Remas: "Laaaaaaaaaaaa 5ala9, Hhhhhhhhh, 5ala9, Hhhhhhhhhhhh, A7bich, Hhhhhhhhhhh, Manooon, Hhhhhhhhhhh, bs, Hhhhhhhh,"
Manal: "Hahaha, okay okay," I stopped tickling her.


She sat properly and drew a huge grin on her face.


Manal: "Shlon yatay? Mno yabich?!"
Remas: "Ebroo7ii, yat mashii!" She gestured in her childish voice.
Manal: "Lat chathbeen Remas, yallah goolay shlon yataaay ya 7ilwaaa?!"
Remas: "Ana mo Remas!!" She snapped at me with her childish voice as she wrapped her arms around her chest.
Manal: "Ha 3ayal? Entay mino?!" I smiled.
Remas: "Ana ebnaytii el 7abooba!"
Manal: "Inzain ya ebnaytii il 7aboba mno yabich?!" I tried holding myself from laughing at her attitude, I played along.
Remas: "Giltlich ana yeet mashie," She snapped at me with her childish voice.


Suddenly someone spoke, it wasn't me or Remas, it was a man's voice.


.........: "Ya chathaba ya Remas, ana yibtich,"



I looked up to find Jassim standing near the door.



Jassim was Remas's bigger brother, Jassim was the love I couldn't live without, he was something big to me. Jassim and I loved each other for over a year now, but we never talked on the phone nor did we talk by BBM or Whatsapp. We never did anything like that because I wasn't like one of these girls, I didn't allow it to happen and he agreed with that, he said it was the right thing to do and I didn't want to lose my parents trust. No one knew about Jassim and I, it was a secret. Jassim promised to marry me when he finished University, he was in Gust. Yes, I loved him, but I always kept it in me, I never said the words 'I love you' to him, but he knew that I loved him.

Jassim had black thick hair, black sparkling eyes, a dimple on his cheek, and tanned skin. He was cute and really kind, he was everything I dreamt of. When we fought he wouldn't just leave me to get happy again alone, like other guys do, he would follow me until he made me laugh.

My face flushed with shyness and my heart skipped a beat at the sight of him, I quickly fixed my hair. I then turned to face Remas and went closer to her ears and whispered.


Manal: "Remas awadich il baqala w ashtrilich 7alaw, bs 6al3ay Jassim bara, deal?!" I whispered.

Remas then moved away and thought for a few seconds. She then came closer and whispered back.

Remas: "Goolay wallah?!" She whispered the words in her childish voice. I felt her breath tickle against my ears.
Manal: "Wallah!!" I whispered back.



Jassim: "Hoooob hoooob, shno 9ayr mini, tara ana mawjood, shga3 etgoleen laha Manool?!"


Whenever I heard my name from his voice my heart would beat faster, my name was special coming out of his mouth, it was different. I felt safe.


Remas: "Iskt degeega Jassim ufffff!" She shushed him.


Remas then came closer to me and whispered back.


Remas: "Deal," She smiled.



Remas then jumped off my king size bed and walked towards Jassim, she reached till his knees.
Remas then kneeled on Jassim and tried pushing him out, she put her small hands on his leg and pushed with all her strength.



Jassim: "Entay shga3 etsaween?! Heeyyyyy Remas!!"
Remas: "I6la3 bara!!" She snapped at him as she continued to push him.
Jassim: "Entay shakoo?!!"
Remas: "Get out Jassim, now, tara wallah ma a36eek 7alawii mara thanya, w ma r7 asma3 kalamik wallah,"
Jassim: "Ily ygool mayt 3ala 7alawich ana, ba3dain ta3alay shno galatlich Manal, ha?!"
Remas: "If I tell you, you will give me double what she gives me?!" She said in her evil childish voice.


Manal: "REMAAASSSSS!!" I yelled out.


Jassim: "Hahaha, Eeehh wa3d entay bs goolilii," Jassim kneeled down to Remas and held her hand to get her attention.
Remas: "Akeed?!" She widened her eyes.



Manal: "No Remas, he is lying,"
Jassim: "Akeed, bs yallah entay goolay," He chuckled.



Remas went closer to Jassim's ears and whispered, I didn't know what she said, but I knew she was going to tell him everything I said.
M9la7chiya hal bint wallah, she is so evil, even though she is so cute.



Manal: "REMASSS!!" I yelled.



Remas moved away from Jassim, Jassim looked at me and gave me a look that made me die from inside. He drew a smile on his face, my face went red, this is embarrassing. Jassim then pushed his lips back to Remas's ears and whispered, I didn't know what he was saying.



Manal: "Remasss ya 5aynaaaaa!!" I covered my face with the blanket, digging my head deeper. I looked to find that I was still in my peach dress from yesterday night, I slept with my makeup on and my heels too, I was really tired yesterday.



Suddenly it was so quiet, I couldn't hear any whispers. I moved the blanket off my head slowly trying to peak. Jassim was standing in front of me and he was staring at me, there was no sign of Remas. I felt my face get hotter as they reddened from the sight of his eyes. He just stood and smiled at me with his adorable eyes.



Manal: "What?" I said innocently with a low nervous shy voice.
Jassim: "Awadich il baqala w ashtrilich 7alaw, bs 6al3ay Jassim bara, haaa??!" He gave me a cute look as he smiled.
Manal: "Ha? La! Remas chathaba!" I said innocently as my face flushed with shyness.
Jassim: "Hahaha, chathaba ha? Goolay enich mista7ya mini w 5ala9,"
Manal: "W sh7aga asti7i?"
Jassim: "Laaaa??!! Eeehh 9adagtich, rag3ay rag3ay, yallah ashoof goomay badlay ana w Badoor r7 enwadeech il mazra3a 3ind Spit,"
Manal: "Mno Spit?!"
Jassim: "Your horse!!"
Manal: "Heyyyyy, his name is Spirit, not Spit, shno Spit!!" I got angry, I loved my horse and I didn't allow anyone to make fun of him.
Jassim: "Hahaha, okay okay, lat 3a6ib el 7elwa, 5ala9 asfeen, wala tiz3leen, Spirit, zain?!"
Manal: "Eeehh!!" I said.


Jassim came closer to my bed, he kept staring at my eyes.


Manal: "Wain Remas?!"
Jassim: "Ra7at!" He smiled. Why does he keep smiling? His smile kills me.
Manal: "Wain? Ana a3arif Remas malgoofa, what did you tell her?!"
Jassim: "I have my ways,"
Manal: "What did you tell her?!"
Jassim: "It's a secret!" He laughed.
Manal: "Laa? Aha okay mashii!! I have my ways too, and I will find out,"
Jassim: "We'll see about that," He laughed.
Manal: "Yallah Jassim get out let me get dressed,"
Jassim: "Entay shno labsaa?!" He noticed that I wasn't in my PJs.
Manal: "U-umm the dress min ams," I stated.
Jassim: "Laish ma badaltay?!"
Manal: "Nmt min kithr il ta3ab,"
Jassim: "Inzain goomay bashoof the dress, ams ma shiftich!!"
Manal: "Mabii, fashlaa!!"
Jassim: "Shno fashlaa?? Goomay, yallah 3ad Manoola, 3ashanii!!" He gave me this cute look with his adorable eyes.


I moved the blanket and stood up from the bed. I was still wearing my heels and my long cinnamon hair was left down wavy. I smiled shyly as Jassim stood there and smiled, staring at me silently.


Manal: "Yallah Jassim, i6la3 bara, babadil!"


Jassim started to come closer...



No don't do this to me Jassim, I can't stand you. Aghhhhh move Jassim, move. Is it hot in here or what? Why isn't the air conditioner on.



Jassim: "You look really pretty, you always do," He whispered the words.


My face went red and my heart was beating faster.


Manal: "Thank you," I said shyly with a smile.




Suddenly I heard Bader yelled out my name as he got closer to my room, Jassim quickly took a few steps away from me.




Bader: "Wanich??"
Manal: "Kanii,"


Bader popped his head into my room.


Bader: "Tawich labsa malabis ams?!"
Manal: "Ams kint ta3bana w nmt 3ala 6ool,"
Bader: "9ij thoola, il mohim, yallah libsay binroo7 il mazra3a, w Jassooom ta3al ma3ay baroo7 ashtiri kora yideeda 3ashan nil3ab, and you better be dressed when we come back," He looked at me, knowing that I took a long time to dress up.
Manal: "Okay okay, now stop ordering me around, i'm not a baby,"
Bader: "Yes you are!"


I held my pillow and was about to throw it at him but he ran away.






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I called the girls to see if any of them could come...
They all got excuses, Lamaar was scared of Spirit, Noor was busy with her cousins, Leena had to go to her Grandma's house and Juju was going shopping with her mother.


I took a shower then got dressed into this:

 

 

 

 

I made my hair into a pony tail and pulled the pony tail from the hole that was behind the hat. I looked cute and simple, I stared at myself as I applied some lipstick.



Suddenly Bader called me from downstairs.


Bader: "MANAL YALLAH NIZLAAAY, BENROO7!!!!" He yelled out from downstairs.
Manal: "COMINGGGG!!" I yelled.



I quickly grabbed my phone and my hand bag and ran downstairs.


Bader was brushing his hair, Jassim was fiddling with his Canon Professional Camera, and Remas was sitting on the stairs waiting for me.



Manal: "Yallah?" I asked.
Bader: "Yallah!" He put the brush on the table and grabbed his keys.
Manal: "Badoor abii a6lib minik shay, bs lat ridnii, tikfaa!!"
Bader: "Amraay Manool,"
Manal: "Basoog!! Please please please please, pretty please, pweaseeeeeeeeee!!" I begged him.
Bader: "No!!"
Manal: "Yallah 3ad, I wanna drive your car, you never let me drive your car,"
Bader: "I know that, but it's my car, and I don't want you driving it,"
Manal: "Badoor pweeeaaassseeeee 3ashaniii, pwease, pwease, pwease, I said pwease, if you love me Badoor, Allah y5aleek!!" (Pwease ya3ni please) I continued to beg him. I gave him my puppy eyes as I put my hand on his arm.
Bader: "Fine, but no speeding,"
Manal: "YESSSS, WALLAH A7BIK ANA, AMOOT FEEK!!! YOU'RE THE BEST BROTHER EVEEEERRRRRR!!!"
Bader: "7adich m9la7chiya!!"
Manal: "I know," I smiled while grabbing the keys out of his hand and running out to the car.


I sat in the driver's seat and Bader sat next to me. Jassim and Remas sat at the back.


Bader had a sport car, I loved his car, but he never let me drive it. It was the first time to drive it today and I was really excited.

Bader's car:

Jassim: "Ash'hadoo ena la elaha ila Allah!!!" He teased me.
Manal: "Heyyy, lat 7a6mooniii," I frowned.
Remas: "Bs Jassim, Manoon doosay okay?!!" She said it in a childish voice.
Manal: "Remas ana mabii akalmich!!"
Remas: "Laish?!" She said innocently in her childish voice.
Manal: "You know why," I gave her a death stare from the mirror that was above me.
Remas: "Tara Jassim chathab, ma gilta,"
Jassim: "Ana chathab ya chathaba?"
Remas: "Eeehh, ana mathlooma!" She pouted.
Jassim: "Entay mathlooma? Entay el thalmaa a9lan,"
Manal: "Hahaha, 7aram 3alik Jassim, 5ala9 Remas wala tiz3leen, 7abebtyy entay,"
Bader: "Ana madre shilsalfa bs bath7ak ma3akom 3aba6, Hahahaha, yallah 5al9ina soogay, bs itha mit r7 athbi7ich,"
Manal: "Wait, wait, bafham, shlon itha mit r7 tithba7ni, ya3ni mo mayet?" I mocked him.
Bader: "Shut up and drive miss 'Smarty pants'!!"
Manal: "Hahaha, okay okay yallah, bismilah!!" I started the car.







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I drove and speeded up, I was having the time of my life. Bader kept telling me to slow down but I skipped him. I played the radio and started to sing along, they all laughed at how crazy I went and whenever Bader told me I was crazy I would go like 'YOLO dude'. I was really having fun, it was the best day ever, I really enjoyed it.

At last we got there, I parked the car and got out.


Manal: "Remas ta3alay ma3ay, baroo7 3ind Spirit,"
Remas: "Okay," She smiled and followed me.


I was about to walk away when Bader called out.


Bader: "Manal!!!"
Manal: "Hala?!"
Bader: "Aren't you forgetting something?!"
Manal: "What?!" I knew what he meant, it was his keys, but I played stupid.
Bader: "My keys!!" He snapped.
Manal: "Mo 3indii," I lied, as I began to blink faster.
Bader: "Waina?!"
Manal: "3ind Jassim," I continued to lie.
Jassim: "Ya na9abaaa, mo 3indii,"


Bader gave me a death stare..


Bader: "Jassim ebser3a, HOLD HER!!!!" He yelled.


Bader was on the other side of the car, so Jassim was closer to me and that's why he told Jassim to hold me.


I was about to run when Jassim held me.

Manal: "WA5R JASSIM, WA5R, JASSIM!!!" I tried to push Jassim but I couldn't.


Manal: "JASSIM IT'S NOT FAIR, WA5RRRR JASOOM, PLEASE PLEASE!!"


He just laughed.


Manal: "Remas come tickle Jassim, EBSER3AAA, PLEASE REMAASSSSS!!" I tried to move but Jassim was stronger than me.


Remas was about to come when Jassim threatened her.

Jassim: "Remas ta3alay 3ashan ilwa3d ily wa3atich yah eb daar Manal ma asawii,"
Remas: "La 5ala9 5ala9," She moved away.
Manal: "AYYY WA3D??! REMAAASSSSS, LAAAAA TA3AALAAAYY!!" I tried to move.
Jassim: "Hahaha!!" He laughed evilly.



Jassim just laughed at me as Bader came and tickled me and took his keys from my pocket. Bader never hit me, and I knew he would never think of hitting me, he wasn't like other guys. He used his brain not his hands.


Bader: "3ashan tit3alimaan,"

Bader and Jassim laughed at me.

Manal: "Mashii Jassim, mashii,"
Jassim: "Yomaaa, tara a5af min i5tik Badoor,"
Manal: "En6r 3alay, Mashii Jassim,"


I walked towards the shed where my horse was, and Remas was walking near me.


Manal: "Remas shno galich Jassim lama kina bil daar?"
Remas: "Goolay wallah ma r7 etgoolen ena giltlich!!"
Manal: "Inshallah!! Yallah goolay,"
Remas: "Galii itha 6ala3t min il daar, ywadeeni il al3aab!!" She smiled.
Manal: "Ahaa okay okay, yallah emshay asra3,"



I entered to find Spirit, I smiled at his sight.
Spirit was breath taking, he was a white horse. I stroke his face gently and then rubbed my face against his and kissed him. I always believed that Spirit understood me, like he could understand whatever I told him, I would always come here and complain to Spirit, he knew everything. And I knew it was impossible that he would tell anyone, hahaha, he couldn't even talk to even think of telling anyone. My secrets were safe with him.


Manal: "I missed you," I whispered the words to Spirit as I smiled.



Remas stood there and rubbed Spirit.
I had to get my helmet and boots on to ride Spirit. I then decided to go get my boots and helmet so I could ride him but I was startled by..........





















 

Chapter 2 - Colorful Love

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The guests began to come and I greeted them, I was really happy. My mouth was really aching from the smiles that kept stretching upon my face.






Manal: "Sybel, Sybel, Sybel my mum wants you, Sybel!" I was calling for Sybel while walking into the kitchen.


(Sybel is my nanny)





I went into the kitchen and looked around, I spotted Rosy washing the dishes.


(Rosy is my other nanny)





Manal: "Rosy, Where is Sybel?! I have been an hour calling her!!" I exaggerated in complain.

Rosy: "Ai naku Manal, I don't know, you see me GPS??!" She snapped her words at me with her filipino accent.



( Ai naku is a Filipino word meaning 'Oh My God'. Btw I don't speak filipino my nanny helped me with all the filipino words, hahaha ;p )




Rosy has been over 15 years with our family, I consider her as a mother, since she is older than my mum. Rosy is over protective and anywhere I go I was forced, by Bader, to take her with me. I loved Rosy, she was really sweet and funny, but sometimes I get on her nerves. When we were young Rosy would always try to keep Rakan away from Bader and I, but she knew that Bader and I were really naughty and loved to go on adventures and make trouble. She knew us well and we could never trick her, she knew us too well, she had experience with us. I trusted Rosy very much and she never did anything that was against my parents. She took care of us when we were young and she would always catch us doing our crazy adventures.














Flashback......




Bader: "E7MMM E7MM!!" He said it while glaring at me with a toothy smile.
Manal: "Fine, you did it, now stop showing off and move it, we don't wanna get caught,"
Bader: "Okay, stop ordering me miss 'I know everything'!"
Manal: "And you stop calling me that mr. 'show off'!!"
Bader: "Fine!"
Manal: "Yallah, get on the chair before Rosy gets here," I moaned in my childish voice.
Bader: "Okay okay, stop ordering me around," He complained in his childish voice.



Bader stood on the chair and tried to reach for the matches. He stretched his arm out as far as he could, but he was too short.



Manal: "Come on Bader, come one!!" I tried to encourage him to get the matches.
Bader: "I'm trying, I'm trying, ehhhhhh, ehhhhhhhhhh...." He tried to stretch his arm out further.


Bader stood on his toes and kept stretching his arms out trying to reach for the matches. He suddenly touched the corner of the box of matches.


Manal: "Go Bader, yallah, you're almost there, come on!" I kept on encouraging him, while jumping up and down, my shoes kept beaming out red lights.


Bader started to wiggle his fingers. He tried to push himself up using his toes to get the matches.


Bader: "I GOT IT!!!" He yelled while grabbing the matches from over the microwave.


He then jumped done the chair, his shoes beaming out with red lights. He was wearing the same brand of shoes I had on.


Bader: "See, I told you I was strong!!" He glared at me with a smile again, while showing me his muscles.


I put my hand on my waist and gave him a death stare.


Manal: "Are you done mr. 'show off'?!"
Bader: "You're just jealous," He pulled his head up.
Manal: "Not true,"
Bader: "Yes you are, you're not strong as I am!" He smiled.
Manal: "Stop it!" I stamped my foot against the concrete floor and my shoes beamed out with red lights.


Bader then pulled his tongue out and pulled a face at me.




Suddenly a voice startled us.....




........: "You naughty kids, what you doing here?!" The voice was familiar, it was said in a filipino accent.




We both jumped, turning around to find Rosy standing. I quickly hide the plastic bag filled with fireworks behind my back and Bader hide the matches behind his back. We were scared that Rosy would take them away from us.




Bader and I didn't answer, we kept quiet.


Rosy: "Bader, Manal, What you doing in here? What dat behind your back?!" Her english wasn't so good.
Manal: "Nothing Nanny Rosy," I lied innocently while blinking unstoppably.
Rosy: "You see me stupid Manal, show me what behind your back!"


I didn't move.


Rosy came closer to us trying to see what was behind our backs. Rosy then stopped right in front of us, and stared at us. We were caught red handed.



Rosy: "Ohhhh bata, what dis, show me!"

I refused to show her what was behind my back.



( Bata is a filipino word meaning young or child )




Bader looked at me and swallowed his throat as his eyes widened, his eyes then started to move left to right. He then stopped and stared at the door. He then looked at me and smiled evilly.
He was up to something...


He then suddenly started to scratch his throat while staring at me.
I looked at him in puzzelment, I didn't understand what he meant.
 
Bader started to scratch his throat faster.


It suddenly hit me....
I understood what he meant.



( When we were young, Bader and I had our own language, everything we did meant something and only Bader and I knew what it meant. When he scratched his throat or when I scratched my throat, it meant RUN!!! We had our own language, no one understood it except us. )



Rosy: "Manal, show me what's dat behind your back!"  Rosy demanded as she stood there with her legs wide open, Rosy always stood with her legs wide open, I never knew why.



Bader then closed his eyes tightly and opened them... (Meaning NOW)


I quickly ran and slide between Rosy's legs while clutching on the plastic bag filled with fireworks. Bader went from her right side with the box of matches in his hands. We ran to the door and made our way out while Rosy ran after us.


Our shoes beamed out with red lights as we ran out of the shaleh and made our way to the sea...










Back to the present....



I was interrupted by my thoughts by the sound of Rosy's voice.



Rosy: "Manal, Manal, helloooo!" She waved her hand in front of my face.
Manal: "Haaa?" I jumped.
Rosy: "What's wrong wd you?" She asked.
Manal: "Nothing," I smiled.


I suddenly heard noises of movement from Sybel's room that was next to the kitchens door.


Manal: "Sybel is in her room?!" I asked.
Rosy: "I don't know, how many times I say I don't know, Me no GPS offffff! Ai naku ........................." She continued to complain in filipino as she washed the dishes, but I didn't understand a word she said.


I left Rosy to continue blabbering and groaning and slowly walked towards Sybel's room.


I could hear Sybel's voice, she was talking to someone. I walked closer to her room trying to over hear and figure out who she was talking to.



Sybel: "No, no I can't, Madam will get angry at me Danilo. I know Danilo, I know!" Sybel whispered out the words.




Who's is she talking to?! Could it be her boyfriend?!!! But Sybel wouldn't do anything like that!


My heart began to beat faster, I was shocked of what I was hearing.


I continued to listen....

Sybel: "Danilo please understand, Madam will get mad at me, this no joking, then me pregnant!" Her english wasn't really good. She continued to whisper her words out.



PREGNANT???!! That has to be her boyfriend. Why Sybel? Why?? My mum put all her trust in you.



I continued to listen...


Sybel: "Okay, I will try Danilo! Okay don't get mad at me, I said okay. Give me address, where? okay. Yes, yes, I know. Okay, okay..." I could hear her scribble down the address on a piece of paper.







Suddenly someone poked my back.




I jumped from my place, my heart about to explode from fear. I turned around to find Jawa, Leena, Lamar and Noor...



Jawa and Leena were my best friends...
Noor and Lamar were my cousins and my best friends....


Jawa: "Kaaaaaaaaaak you should've seen your face!!" She was laughing.


Leena tried to speak but words couldn't come out, she was laughing.


Noor: "Hahaha I really should've pictured you and put it on Youtube, you would have got like a million views." She continued to laugh.

Lamaar couldn't stop laughing, she pressed her palm against her stomach and kept laughing.


Manal: "Bs 3ad!! Wallah enkom 7aywanat, you scared the hell out of me!!!!!!!" My heart was still beating faster.
Jawa: "Hahaha, you deserved that, shno ga3da etsaween 3ind daar il 3ama Sybel?"
Manal: "Usshhhhhhh chubaw!"
Leena: "Shfeech?"
Manal: "Il 3ama Sybel ga3da itklem 7abeebha!!"
Lamar: "Shno????!!!!! Kaaaaaaaaaaaak!!!" She laughed loudly.
Manal + Jawa + Leena + Noor: "Ushhhhhh!!"
Lamar: "Inzain inzain, ikloni ba3ad!!" She yelled.
Manal + Jawa + Leena + Noor: "Ushhhhhhhh!!"
Lamar: "Okay, okay," She whispered.



We slowly continued to listen to what Sybel was saying...


Sybel: "Okay Danilo, Saturday I will see if I can go, I say ok!"

We were all holding our laughs.

Sybel: "Hehehehe Mahal kita Danilo!"


( Mahal kita is a filipino word meaning I love you ).


Sybel: "Bye bye,"




We all rushed to run as soon as we heard the word 'Bye'. Our heels made loud noises against the marble floor.


We ran outside and joined the rest of the guests, we were still laughing.




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Jawa was a really sweet girl, she was really open minded and she had a kind heart. She loved doing crazy things and spying and all of that, also did Leena. They were my two crazy, best friends ever. Jawa always had this addiction to vimto, i never knew why, she just adores it. Leena is a unique friend, you can just trust her with anything. They are both just too G O R G E O U S .... I loved them, they turn my frown upside down. They are on F9LA MOOD 24/7 :D


Noor is a really sweet cousin, she knows everything about me and she knows me from my eyes. She can tell if im lying or if im sad. She is my twin, my other half, I loved her, she was as crazy as Juju (Jawa) and Layoona (Leena). Noor is so sweet wallah i just adore her <3.<3


Lamar was a scardy cat, she was close minded, she refused to do all our crazy plans and actions, she was always scared we would get caught. She was the one who advised us and told us what was best. I loved her like i loved the rest.



Jawa, Leena, Noor, Lamar and I were so close, we would do everything together. We were all in the same school and we were all best friends while Noor and Lamar were my cousins and best friends.




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Noor: "Ambaaay il 3ama Sybel yanat!!" She laughed.
Lamar: "R7 etgoolen 7g omich Manool?!" She asked.
Manal: "Wallah madre, should I??!"
Lamar: "Yeah, tell her, it's for the best,"
Jawa: "La, 5ali il 3ama Sybel it3eesh 7ayat'ha,"
Leena: "Eeeh wallah, I agree with Jawa,"
Noor: "So do I," Noor grinned.
Manal: "Hahaha, bs wallah 6a7at min 3anii hal 3ama Sybel!"
Lamar: "Manal la tismi3een kalamhom, hathool em7ashisheen, wallah, goolay 7g omich a7san,"
Jawa: "Lamoor chub, shfeech? 5aleeha il 3ama Sybel ebroo7ha, 5at 3eesh 7ayat'ha,"
Lamar: "La Jawa lazim engool hag 5alti Haya, w itha ra7at shafit hatha Dinda, Dinooli, Dindawa,"
Leena: "Danilo** Fashaltena fashaltena,"
Lamar: "Eeehhh ana shdarani?! Danilo hatha, ymken esawii feeha shay, ma tadreen, roo7ay goolay 7ag 5altyy,"
Manal: "Lamooor chill!!"
Lamar: "Offfff bs 5ala9, kaifkom, bs itha 9ar shay ana mali shi'3il,"
Manal: "Inzian inzain," I said. "Eeehh banat kint bagoolokom,"
Jawa: "Shno?!" She snapped.
Manal: "Ni6ray 3alay,"
Jawa: "Eeehh goolay!!" Jawa was always an impatient girl.
Manal: "Shfeech? Hahaha, hold your horses girl,"
Jawa: "R7 etgoolen wela shlon?!"
Manal: "Jawa chubay shway, bacher baroo7 il mazra3a, bashoof Spirit, ta3alaw ma3ay,"
Jawa: "WANASA!!!!" She yelled.
Noor: "I'm coming!!" She gave me a huge smile.
Leena: "I'll have to ask my mum, but i'm not sure," Leena was scared of Spirit but she never admitted it.
Manal: "Okay and you Lamoor?!"
Lamar: "I'm scared of Spirit, he is so fierce," Lamar never liked my horse, she was too scared of him.
Jawa: "Chub Lamoor, 7adich 3ala Spirit!"
Lamar: "He is!!"
Jawa: "Is not!!"
Lamar: "IS!!!"
Jawa: "NOT!!"
Manal: "Stop it guys!!! And Lamoor my horse isn't fierce, you're just a scardy cat," I pulled a face.


Lamar gave me a death stare.


Noor: "JUJU!!!"
Jawa: "HAA???!!"
Noor: "Guess what?!"
Jawa: "WHAT??!"
Noor: "I think there is some Vimto!!"
Jawa: "VIMTOOO <3____<3!!!!"


Jawa left us and ran to the foods side searching for her Vimto.


We all laughed at how crazy Jawa was about Vimto.....
















 

Chapter 1 - Colorful Love

Hey guys,
THE NEW STORY HAS BEGAN!!!:D

IT’S CALLED COLORFUL LOVE AS YOU CAN SEE, Hahaha ;p

I really hope you enjoy this new story, I have been hours thinking about what to write. I would really appreciate it if i get your comments/feedbacks.

Either by twitter @blogger_kuwait or by ask.fm http://ask.fm/bloggerkuwait
This story is based on imagination, so 100% FICTION!!!

Main character:

Manal: Long wavy cinnamon hair, brown eyes, rosy cheeks, ruby red lips, long skinny eyelashes, thin, normal height, tanned skin color.

It was the night of my graduation. I was really nervous, my heart kept beating faster by the second and the atmosphere around me was getting tenser.

I was shaking, as usual, I normally shake. I have this problem with my hand, but tonight I was shaking even more.

At last, today is MY day. The day I have been waiting for, for 12 years.

I couldn't sleep all night, I was so nervous.

I feel so happy, it feels good to finally graduate, I feel proud of myself.
This day has come at last.

You know that good feeling that comes upon you when you do something good, how you feel proud of yourself and how you smile from ear to ear.

Confidence is being satisfied of who and what you are, risk a change, overcome the fear and win. Everyone is special in their own way, don't ever let anyone let you feel down. Be confident, act confident, feel confident, and you will get what you worked hard for. Successful people do what unsuccessful people don't dare. Shoot your goals high and go jump and reach for them, always remember YOU CAN AND YOU WILL, YOU CAN AND YOU WILL, YOU CAN MANAL AND YOU WILL!!! Follow your dream, and always remember, nothing is impossible, everything is possible...

I know i'm crazy, talking to myself, but who doesn't, eh?!:D

I was interrupted by a voice..

........: "Manal Al X......"

I heard someone call my name, I looked up to find the head standing, It was time to get my graduation certificate.

I got up and walked towards the head.

I could hear the sound of my heels stabbing the floor. I could even hear some people calling out my name, cheering. My hands still shaking and my heart beating faster. I had a big smile plastered on my face.

 

I stretched my hand out and shook hands with her, while taking my certificate with my other hand. I then walked back to my seat confidently.

The time went by....

Suddenly I heard someone scream out....

.........: "Congratulations Class of 2012!!!"

I held my graduation hat and threw it high up in the air. I was so happy, I had the biggest grin on my face, I felt good. Everyone did the same, everyone threw their hats in the air.

Just imagine that moment, imagine all the hats in the air, laughs and smiles shooting from everywhere, people clapping and people cheering.

What a lovely feeling.

It was the night of my life....

.......: "MANAL!!!"

I turned around to find my family standing....

Mum: "Mabrook 7abebtyy," She hugged me.

Dad: "Mabrook ya binti," He grinned.

Bader: "Mabrook Manool,"

Manal: "Allah ybarik feekom,"

I hugged them all

Bader: "Wallah w ti5arajtay yal ji3da," He almost screamed it out.

Manal: "Badoor ussshhhh, fashaltni, ana kibart ma y9eer itgooli ji3da,"

Bader: "Kafii, ana kafii, agool ily abii,"

Manal: "Ufffff, lat 5aleena afashlik el7een," I crossed my arms around my chest.

Bader: "3adi yallah, shno betgoolen ya3ne?!" He chuckled.

 

I was still shaking...

Bader: "Manal eedich bas eedich,"

Manal: "Shfeeha eedii?" I glared at him.

Bader: "Rif3ay eedich shawy,"

Manal: "Kaa shfeeha," I lifted my hand up, it was shaking non-stop.

Bader: "Shoofeha shlon tarjif, yal 3oya, kaaaaakkk," He laughed.

Manal: "Et3ayeb 3alay ha? Ana a3almik mashee,"

Bader: "Ma5af minich,"

Dad: "Yallah 3ad, baskom ehwash,"

Manal: “Yoba!” I pouted innocently.

Dad: “Shfeech?!"

Manal: “Rakan ma r7 yeyee?!” I asked.

Dad: “Huh? La2 7abebtyy, ma r7 yeyii, akeed bil dewaniya aw 3ind shi’3il,” He averted his eyes away.

Mum: “Shi’3il? Shno hal shi’3il ily ma yitajal? Ma gidar yeye youm ti5arij i5ta?” She spat her words out in disgust.

Dad: “Haya siktay, mo wagta hal kalam,” He whispered  to my mum, I over heard them.

Mum: “Inzain 5ala9 baskit, bs hatha el 9ij ba3ad,"

Bader: “Eeh Manool shrayich bachr enroo7 el mazra3a?" Bader tried changing the subject to cheer my up.

Manal: “9ij?! Etwadeeni??!!”

Bader: “Eeh, laish la, mo tabeen etshoofen hatha, Spit, Ship, Shish, madre shisma 5aylich," *5ayl = Horse*

Manal: "Heyyyy, esma Spirit, o eehh abyy ashoofa min zimaan ma re7t, min kither il derasa ma gidart aroo7, eehh eehh please,"

Bader: "5ala9 bacher ana awadeech, bs r7 ykoon fee a big list in front of your door tomorrow of what I want you to do for me, you have to earn it, mo hatha ily entay kila etgoolena!" He stated mockingly.

Manal: "Tara may tha7ik!" I shot him a death stare.

Dad: "Bs 9ada3taw rasii,"
Mum: "Eeh wallah, 9ar 3indi 9odaa3, yallah emshaw ebser3a, nabi enrid el bait 3ashan il 7afla,"
Manal: "Eeh yallah yoba yallah,"

I was the only girl and I was the youngest, I had two elder brothers, Rakan and Bader.

Bader is my older brother, he is older than me in 4 years. Bader and I spent most of our time together, we always tease each other and make fun of each other. But I love him, he is so kind and sweet and he always has a way to make me smile and laugh.

Rakan is my eldest brother, but I barely see him. He is out 24/7 and we barely talk. He is kind of weird and he has a bad temper. He yells a lot and is always not in the mood, when I see him he just stares at me and walks away. I feel bad that my eldest brother that should protect me is never around. All my childhood memories that were with him were awful. When we were young, if I didn't do what he wanted he would hit and scream and break and yell. He once trapped me in the freezer when I was 3 years old cause I refused to do what he wanted. I would always run to Bader since he would protect me from Rakan. I remember how Bader used to fight for me and take care of me when I was young, he used to always buy me sweets and chocolates and whatever I asked for. My mum and dad were busy with their own problems, I never knew what the problems were because I was too young to know. Whenever I saw Rakan I would get a pitch of fear in me, he would scare me, I never really loved him. Thank god we grew up and I got rid of my miserable childhood with him, all my childhood memories with Rakan were scary but my childhood memories with Bader would make me smile, and sometimes laugh. I remember how we would go to the shaleh and have a water balloon fight, it was really fun, he used to steal my balloons, and when the balloons finished we would be too lazy to go buy more so instead we use buckets. But I never remember playing with Rakan, Bader and I were crazy together, we would do the most adventurous things and then get into trouble. But I always put the blame on Bader when my mum asked and Bader would always take the blame not involving me. He was my buddy guard, my best friend, and my best brother.

Flashback...

 

We were at the shaleh and I was filling up my plastic bag with fireworks. I was actually stealing Bader's fireworks, I was a very naughty child when I was young, I loved doing adventures, it was my hobby.

I held the plastic bag that was filled with fireworks and ran to the kitchen. I was looking for matches, I wanted to light these fireworks.

I spotted the matches over the microwave, but I was too short and there was no way I was going to reach them without help.
 

Manal: "Ufffff now how am I ganna get those matches?" I complained in my childish voice.

I looked around the kitchen trying to think of a solution.

I spotted a chair near the door, 'LIGHT BULB MOMENT', I got an idea..

Manal: "You're a very clever child for these things you know Manal," I laughed evilly to myself in my childish voice.

I tried to push the wooden chair while holding the plastic bag, but the chair was too heavily. I put all my strength in it and pushed, laying my body against the wooden chair. My foot causing friction on the floor as I pushed using all my strength. Some of the fireworks fell to the floor as I pushed, but I ignored them and continued to push the chair.

Manal: "Yallah Manal, push push!!" I talked to myself in my childish voice.

 

There was no use.
 

Manal: "Agghhhhhhh, why am I not strong, this isn't fair," I complained in my childish tone as I stamped my foot against the concrete floor. My shoes suddenly beamed out red lights.

Suddnely someone called out my name.

........: "MANAL!!" His voice was familiar.

I was startled, I turned around to find Bader. As soon as my eyes laid on his I hide the plastic bag behind my back.

Bader looked at the ground to find a couple of fireworks.

Bader: "Shno hatha?!" He pointed to the fireworks that were under me.

I looked at the ground and kicked the firework pieces trying to hide them.

Bader: "You have been in my stuff, haven't you?!" He tried to sound angry but he wasn't, his childish voice washed his anger.

Manal: "Huh? U-umm la2," I mumbled the words out, while blinking unstoppably.

Bader: "You could of told me you know," He gave me a toothy smile.

Manal: "Told you what?!" I mumbled innocently as I continued to blink.

Bader: "You're up for an adventure, aren't you?! Naughty you, don't play stupid with me Manal, a3arfich tara," He tried to wink but it was a fail, Bader never knew how to wink and he still doesn't.

Manal: "Ughhhhh, how do you always catch me??! This isn't fair!!" I complained in my childish voice.

Bader: "Hahaha, I know you to well. It shows when you lie, you blink too fast, you could of invited me you know, and you should ask before stealing my stuff miss 'I know everything' !!"

Manal: "I'm sorry Bader!" I looked at the ground and tears streamed down.

Bader: "Stop crying you cry baby and move, let me move that chair, you can barely move a tissue box," He teased me.

Manal: "Who said? I can move the chair alone!" I tried to sound strong and serious with my childish tone.

Bader: "So should I go?!" He threatened.

Manal: "No, no!!" I yelled out the words in a rush.

Bader: "Hahaha, okay, now move!" He ordered.

I moved away so Bader could move the chair, and he did. He was stronger than me, I admit it.

Bader: "E7MMM E7MMM!!" He glared at me with a toothy smile.

Manal: "Fine, you did it, now stop showing off and move it, we don't wanna get caught,"

Bader: "Okay, stop ordering me miss 'I know everything'!"

Manal: "And you stop calling me that mr. 'show off'!!"

Back to the present...

We rode the car and went home, we were having a party.

The whole family and my friends were invited.

When we arrived home I ran up to my room and changed my clothes.

I wore a tight peach dress that showed off my curves perfectly along with white truffle heels.

I then applied simple makeup, I didn't like to over do it.

I then left my wavy long hair down and got my accessories sorted.

I was ready...

I opened the room door and walked down stairs, I saw Bader standing.

Manal: "7elo Bader??"I asked.

Bader: "La 5ayis," He chuckled.

Manal: "Chub," I crossed my arms.

Bader: "At'3ashmar ma3ach shfeech? Wallah gumar, gumar!!!"

Manal: "Adre ieny 7elwa,"

Bader: "6a3 hathy wayd em9adga ro7ha,"

Manal: "Eeehh," I giggled. "Inzain ta3al Bader, wain il nas? Laish mako a7ad?!"

Bader: "Shfeech Manool taw il nas, 6el3ay bara ro7ay shoofay itha i3jibich il design,"

Manal: "Inzain inzain,"

Bader: "Eee kint bagolich,"

Manal: "Shno!"

Bader: "Tara 3azem refeeji, okay?!"

Manal: "Eee okay, 3adyy," I smiled.

I then went outside and looked around.

The design was perfect.

"CONGRATULATIONS MANAL!!"

I smiled while looking at the big letters hanged up.

I then looked at the food.

It was all what I ordered.

Perfect...

I then stopped near the tables.

There was something wrong.

I looked around the table.

The flowers....

I ordered pink flowers, they got me red flowers -.-

I was very picky, I liked everything to go as I wanted it to.

I then turned around to look for the manager.

I walked around the place, there was no one.

"I ordered pink, not red, Uffffff.." I complained to myself.

I kept walking around the place looking for someone, anyone....

"Wainhom?? Abii pink, uff!" I continued to complain to myself.

I then spotted a guy standing outiside, he had his back towards me. I quickly walked toward him.

Manal: "Emmmm law sima7t...."

He turned around, he was wearing a black buttoned shirt along with black pants, a suit.

He looked as if he worked here.

I didn't really look at him clearly, I didn't really care how he looked like.

I just wanted my flowers changed.

 

......: "Hala i5tii?!"

Manal: "U-umm el ward, ana 6alba loon il wardi bs yabo il loon il a7mar, laish?!" I asked.

......: "7athr i5tii, min 3youni, aroo7 il7een w ashtrilich worood wardiya wala yhmich,"

Manal: "Bs laish ma yibtoohom?! Ya3ni il7een shasawi?! Ma r7 yamdii,"

.......: "Wallah law 3alay ayami3lich werood il denya w a76hom ib eedich bs lil asaf ana ma ashti'3il mini," He smiled.

My face got redder, I was speechless.

 

Okay, this is embarrassing..

Manal: "Weeeeehhh sorry, 3abali inik tishi'3il ehne, sorry wallah,"

........: "La 3adi, bs itha tabeen ayiblich tara,"

 

Suddenly I heard Bader's voice...

 

Bader: "Hala Sa3ad, shlonik?? Manal? Shfeech laish wagfa mini??"

Manal: "La wala shay, bs yabaw loon il ward '3ala6 fa s2alta, U-umm bs 6ala3 ma yishti'3il mini,"

Bader: "Kaaaaaakkk yal ma95ara, ana giltlik la talbis hal badla, 9ayer chinik garsoon,"

Sa3ad: "Ent shako, ana 3ajebni, tara mayhemnii rayik!! Ha Manal tabeeni aroo7 ashtrilich wardii?!"

Manal: "Ahhh la., sorry,"

I quickly walked away.

I was so embarrassed...