Up on a cloud called love (3)

She entered the room to see her mom sitting next to a middle aged woman who looked really sweet,



"Hala.. hala wallah" the woman got up to greet Saray, she sat and talked with her for a bit, she found out that his name was ya3goub and that he was here with his aunt.. because his dad was away with his mother visiting his grandparents in the US and that his mom was American



She then started drifting away imagining what he'd look like.. how attractive he would be and how interesting.. and she wondered if she would find in him the husband she was NOT actually looking for.. but who knows? he might be.. he might change her mind



Before she knew it, it was time.. she had to go in and see the guy who was sitting in the other 9ala with her uncles, she was so nervous she couldn't put on her scarf, she wrapped her long golden brown hair in a bun and put on her white scarf and went in..



All she did was look down at the floor, then at her uncles and then she sat without looking at this Ya3goub who was right in front of her.. and then.. the men left, leaving her with this stranger so they can have some privacy.. how weird it is that you have to have privacy with a guy you've never met so you can see if he's a suitable husband!




She was always a traditional girl, a good girl, who obeyed the rules of her parents, her religion, and everything around her.. she loved it. It wasn't something she had to do.. she was doing what she thought was right.. and marrying a guy traditionally was what she thought she would some day do.. eventually.. even though she wasn't too crazy about it right this second




She looked up to see a pretty embarrassed young man. His skin was very fair and white, probably got that from his American mother, his cheeks were very red maybe even more red than hers! but she could tell he was very tall, as he started speaking he was kind of stuttering in his words, then she knew instantly.. he was speaking like that because he mainly spoke in his American accent.. it was adorable! They got to know each other and she learnt that he just knew how to speak Arabic two years ago.. she couldn't help but notice his red face.. his small eyes with his eyelashes.. he wasn't her type at all.. but that wasn't the problem




Saray felt nothing.




She kept repeating what her married friends said in her mind over and over again " When you see the guy who's going to be your husband.. you'll get a feeling in the pit of your stomach and you'll KNOW"




Well right now she didn't know anything, she didn't feel anything, maybe it's because they're both very shy right now




The meeting ended and she sat with her family later on that night " So how was he with you guys? " she asked her uncles




" 5osh walad wallah faqeer w mo2adab.. bs mo mohim e7na enty shrayich " Her uncles were the coolest.. she loved talking to them about different things, but now she was growing up and it felt a little weird, what was she supposed to tell them? it kind of felt off? like he was a little scared of her? that she didn't feel like he was her prince?





She just smiled and continued talking about different things and then went up to change,






" So tell me tell me tell meeeeeeeee!! " Badra screamed into the phone " How was he, was he hot? "




Saray sighed




" Oh that bad huh? "




" No not that bad 7aram.. he's just not my type but i don't care how he looks B .. that's the least of my worries "




" Well how was personality?! "




Saray was quiet, " Oh my god what DID you like about him ? " Badra asked




" Umm.. he was nice and polite? "





" Oh my god S! please please marry the guy coz he's polite and nice coz you don't get that from a 4 year old student! " Badra joked




" Oh my god B i felt nothing.. i didn't even like him that much "




" Then what's the big deal just say no "




" I feel bad.. he's sweet "




" Oh my god you're gonna get married coz ur too embarrassed to say NO?! "




" NO! .. well .. yeah .. " Saray didn't know what to do




" Ambaih maynoona? look 7aram you just met him.. plus they haven't even called, you were both nervous .. maybe next time it'll be better .. "





" Maybe.. maybe i'll ask to see him again i don't know.. "




" Yes please do! do see him next time.. you can't judge from one meeting 7aram.. the second time you'll know for sure "




" Yeah you're right.. and maybe he didn't even like me! maybe they won't call "




" Are you crazy? who doesn't like you?? "



Saray sighed. she hoped to god they don't call again.. she knew it was unfair to judge a guy by one meeting, but she just didn't feel it




What's ' IT ' exactly?




No one knows.. no scientists can prove it, no words could describe it.. it's just something you have in your heart when you see the ONE.. That one person that god made you for.. that amazing person you're gonna spend the rest of your life with..





And they called again..




This time, the guy wasn't as nervous as before.. But Saray discovered he had more issues. He was asking her all types of weird questions like " Do you listen to music? do you wear a seatbelt? " and then.. when he ran out of questions, he took out a piece of paper and started running through the questions on it just in case there was one he forgot! like they were in some kind of exam!



' Okay no no no noooo ' Saray thought. That's when she knew he wasn't for her.. definitely not. She wanted them smart not dorky



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" Walah ana agool 7aram el walad mafe shay.. mn a7san ma yumkin " her dad was completely in love with the guy from what he heard




" Baba la2.. wai3 no please.. i can't "




" Yuba mako 9bayan mo2adabeen al7een.. mako.. ele tshofena walad zain e5theh tara mara7 ttzawejain itha bt7e6een 3ether sa5eef eb kil wa7ed eyelich "




Her dad was her best friend, she felt comfortable talking to him about anything, but this time he as stubborn.




" Baba mabeh.. mo 7aggy.. a7essa mo rayly! fe shay thany na6erny "




" Walah ma na6rich ela el 6al! enty btethbe7eeny? agolich el walad mafeh shay sh7lwa 7ata 5awalich matyeen 3alaih "




This time he didn't understand her, no one could.. he just wanted his little girl married and happy




" 3a6eeny omich bs 3a6eeny omich " she took the phone to her mom, and it was on speaker, she ran to her room and shut the door




" Yuba bntich hathy ma tby ttzawaj! w shakilha mara7 ttzawaj 5air shar! "




She heard him scream, then she kept crying into her pillow.. she cried and cried " Where are you? " She wondered "Where are you my prince?" She asked



But what if there was no prince? What if no one ever comes for her? what if she doesn't get married?




Saray was scared to be alone forever.. but she figured it's better than to live her life with a guy she didn't even like