I decided to make it up to 79a by suggesting we go shopping the next day. She jumped of excitement at my e8tra7. Mayed wasn't feeling well and
decided to stay home himself. So we ended up stuck in Bloomingdales with my excuse of a brother from nine in the morning until we felt like going
home.
"Can we at least have a snack or something?" Man9oor whined. "Yoooooo3aaaaaan!"
79a and I ignored his complaints and continued to look through the racks and racks of clothes. Mskeen we woke him up so early after a long sleepless
night partying around the streets of Los Angeles
"5ala9! We're gonna eat ya3ni we're gonna eat!" Man9oor stormed away towards the nearest restaurant. 79a and I trotted after him, begging for a few
minutes of browsing before we eat, when we noticed he had stopped.
A tall man wearing a green buttoned shirt and denim shorts approached him, shook his hand, and started talking to him. 79a and I peered from behind
the clothes rack, trying to get a better look at the man. That's when Man9oor turned around, and signaled for 79a and me to come.
Confused, we did as he asked, and walked nervously towards Man9oor and the man. By the time we were close enough, we widened our eyes at the
discovery that it was Rashid.
"Choofoo, ana YO3AN! Baseer adawrly AYSHAY akla, and when I feel satisfied, I'll come get you guys. Until then, Rashid by7oo6 wyakm." And just like
that, Man9oor walked away. How dare he?! Leave his sister in the hands of a stranger! 79a and I couldn’t believe our ears. Was my brother aware that
he was leaving me in the property of one of his friends? One of his extremely good looking, heart stopping, friends? Allah y3een!
"So, what are you guys shopping for?" Rashid attempted to start a conversation. I shrugged, and continued looking around for something I liked. 79a
just stood their in amazement.
I found a cute peach/beige dress between the racks of clothes, and decided to try it on. When I came out of the dressing room to show 79a, she and
Rashid had been sitting on the sofa talking.
"OMG yjaaaaaanin!!" 79a exclaimed and stood up. "You look GORGOEUS! Lazm you buy it!"
I smiled at myself in the mirror, admiring the dress, when I noticed Rashid still sitting behind my in the reflection. He didn't look impressed. In fact, he
looked disgusted! I turned around to face him.
"Shuu?" I asked curiously.
"Nothing…" Rashid put his hands behind his head and sat back. CHATHAB! What's wrong? Is it the dress?
"GOOL!" I whined.
"It's just that," He began, "The color 5ays."
79a and I widened our eyes at him.
"Wallah, you look like a naked chicken." He stood up and walked around me, studying the dress from top to bottom. "And the ga9a is very old fashioned."
5aiba! What does he know about what looks good and what doesn't?!
"I think it looks amazing!" 79a insisted. "Choof! She looks so hot!"
"Naah." He shook his head. Y8HAR! 79a's face turned bright pink, and she put her hands on her hips.
"Well let's see you find something better, then!" She ordered, "Yallah!"
He just shrugged his shoulders and went back to the racks.
"Do I really look like a naked chicken?" I looked at 79a with big, sad, puppy dog eyes.
"ABADAN
I looked at myself in the full length mirror with a doubtful expression on my face.
A few minutes later Rashid came back carrying a long, satin royal blue gown.
"Try this." He handed the hanger to me, and pushed me back into the changing room.
"I don’t like it!" 79a stubbornly said.
"You didn’t even see it yet." Rashid said, confused.
"Whatever. The one I chose was a7la."
Rashid shrugged his shoulders, and waited for me to come out.
I turned the handle and opened the door. 79a and Rashid immediately stood up, and widened their eyes. Rashid smiled a mile wide, while 79a's
jaw dropped. The gown fit waaay better than the peach dress. It was so modern and elegant. Rashid was right, the color looked better than the peach.
The contrast between the royal blue and my fair skin really showed off my curves. I felt like a queen!
"Shu gltlch?" Rashid winked at 79a.
"Okay fine!" 79a giggled. "5ala9 ma7b the peach dress." Rashid chucked with her, and then glanced at me from the corner of his eyes.
"What?" I giggled at him. He his face turned all the shades of pink.
"You look, um, the dress, uh..." He stuttered. I could tell from 79a's expression that she wanted to burst out laughing, but that goodness she didn’t.
I just stood there trying to figure out what he's trying to say.
"Wayed 7lwa… I mean, the dress, wayed 7lw…3laich…" He continued, his cheeks glowing even pinker. My heart felt so numb, I could barely feel it
beating.
"5ALAA9, mskeen 3athabteeh!" 79a finally spoke, followed with a laugh. "5ala9 go back inside and change gabl eymoot!"
Rashid looked so embarrassed he walked away and stood at the cashier.
3ATHAAAB!
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