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Dearly beloved, if this love exists in my dreams...
Don't wake me up
Too much light in this windows.
Don't wake me up.
Only coffee ,no sugar inside my cup
If I wake,and you're here still,
give me a kiss.
I wasn't finish dreaming about your lips.
~Don't wake me up ~
☆Chris Brown (breezy).

JAWAHIR'S P.O.V.

I arrived home pretty confused.
I went straight to oum kulthum where I found her on the phone giggling.
"How could you have left me there", I yelled.
"Look you are here enjoying your self, giggling" I snatched the phone from her hands as i continued "while am...: I was about to say something but got cut off by the call on her phone.
It was saif, .
"Are you there " he asked from the other line, getting angry I cut off the call.

"What's this i yelled throwing back her phone,
Are you guys playing some sort of game or what?" I asked not expecting an answer.
But I wasn't sure if I am ready for it.
"No, saif ..." oum kulthum was about to speak when I cut her off.
"Do you like him" I asked.
She nodded her head in response.
"Of course you do".
"What, what's wrong with you " yelled oum kulthum.
I hissed and slam the door as I leave the room.
I too ,did not understand what am doing or what I said.
I was... cut off guard, and I blamed oum kulthum for keeping me in that position.
I had the perfect dream of how saif and I will become lovers, how I will win his heart but everything has been spoilt now.
And he will probably think am childish and won't want to date me any more I thought.

~Present day.~

"Jawahir wake up" I heard saif trying to wake me up.
Uhm" I groan.
Oh Allah, I must have slept off.
"Yes" I managed to say.
"Get up, it's getting late you need to go home now" said saif.
Ok, I nodd.
Ya Allah what will Miss Ashraff think, I thought as I stood up to get ready.
"What about your Mum", I manage to ask saif.
"My mum" answered saif.
"Yes her" I nodd.
"She will be dropping you at home, so get ready" he said.
Dropping me off, my mouth dropped open like someone whom has just seen a ghost.
"Lol, you look cute that way, lemme get my phone to take a picture " he joked.
"Shut up" I glared at saif after finding the courage to swallow my shame.
I went straight into his bathroom and washed my face.
After using the washroom I decided to check my phone for any missed calls, as expected I had a lot.
There's a text from dad.
Loving Dad : My Dear, am sorry I scared you off.
Please do come back home, we will talk things out.
And always have in your mind that neither your mum nor I will ever force you do anything against your wish.
I'll be leaving for a business trip but before that the air must be cleared .
I love you.
I smiled reading dad's sms.
After scrolling down I saw Mum's and oum kulthum's.
Oum : Why are you acting like a spoilt brat.
I understand you more than anyone but I didn't expect this behaviour of yours toward my brother.
Call me as soon as you see this text...
Reads oum kulthum text.
Mummy dearest: Sweetheart please come back.
It's been 5hrs since you left.
I'm so worried please call your mother, she loves you and won't get you married to Bukar.

Tears began to run down my cheeks after reading mum's text
Oh Allah, what type of a child am I.
I started crying I had even forgotten where I was until I felt saif's hands on me, hugging me from behind.
He wiped my tears and asked me not to cry.
Am always here for you, please. Don't cry It hurts me to see you this way said saif.
I smiled trying to hide my worries but I couldn't.
Saif rubbed my back as I cried my heart out.
"What's wrong" said Mrs. Ashraff after coming in.
"Nothing" said Saif.
"How can you say nothings wrong after I have seen her this way", said saif's mum.
"Really it isn't anything serious, I just hurt my feet , and it ache's a lot" I say.
"Oh dear sorry" Said Mrs. Ashraff as she left the room.
"Ain't you one little lier " said saif.
"Shut up , do you want me to tell her what's really going on" I said while hitting saif.
"Ok" , both I and saif started giggling.
"Children of now a days, I so don't understand you , one minute you are crying and next laughing " said saif's mum placing her hand on her chin.
"No, mum I was just trying to cheer her up".
I told her a joke.
It's about time.
"With you around , I know my soon to be daughter in law will never be sad for long,right jawahir?" Ask Mrs. Ashraff.
I felt shy and tried to hide my face behind saif.
Mrs.Ashraff giggled at the reaction and gave saif a pack of ice to apply on my hurt feet.
"I'll be going now, apply the ice on her feet, and help her" .
"I'll be waiting to drop her home when she's ready" said saif's mum as she left
"Your mum is really nice saif " I smiled.
"Of course ,I wish I know yours , but I know she will be very nice also" said saif as he puts on a sad face.
"Don't be sad dear " I said to saif , caressing his cheek.
"You will soon meet her" I said.
"So you always say" said saif as he turns his back.
"What!!" Thats mean it.
I took the ice pack and placed it on his cheeks.
"Ouch" , he shivered. .
"What's that" I frown and kissed his cheeks.
"I love you" I muttered.
He frowns.
"How about dinner this saturday with Mrs. Labiba jabir" I said capturing his attention.
"Really? " asked saif in disbelieve.
"Anything for my baby boo" I smiled.
"I love you too" he said.
"Sounds fun" said saif as he kisses my cheeks.
My cheeks heat up.
I started blushing like a fool.
"Let's go" I said dragging saif up.
Reducing the heat around us.
Saif and I got ready and went down stairs to the garage.
I entered his mum's mustang, horse edition as he drove my Mercedes benz c-class.
Mrs.Ashraff has been very entertaining.
I was really having a fun ride.
"Is this your house" asked Mrs. Ashraff as I told her to pull over.
"Yes" I answered .
"Anything wrong? " I asked noticing her expression.
"No, dear."
"Are you the daughter of Labiba asked saif's mum".
I smiled getting excited that she knows my parents
"Yes , I am" I replied gleefully.
"Ehyya ki gaishe ta (greet her) "I collected my car keys from saif as I said my goodbyes to him
The adventure begins now I thought as I face my house.
How to make the first step in now...

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