Welcome to reality- Chapter 34:

That day, I remember my mother slapped me so hard that I couldn't feel the pain. So hard my cheek was red until the next day. She took my phone, my laptop and my iPad away until Remas's wedding which is today.


I started school, a week has passed actually. I hated my self. My mother no longer looks at me as the innocent young girl she raised.


My mother now sees me as a reckless and careless teenager with an urge of rebellion. Little did she know, it was society's making. The society and the media that made models look skinny & flawless, teenagers look rebellious and all adults look like role models.


When in reality, models are always insecure, teenagers only need someone to talk to that won't judge them and adults do make mistakes that they try to hide for the sake of their reputation.


You remember muneera? Khalid's sister? Started a rumor that I harm myself. I ignored her, instead I tweeted her from farah's phone "@muneeraAlX if my life is so interesting to you that you started a rumor about me 3ayal 7adich maskeena"


I didn't feel bad at all about sending the tweet. No one trust's her anymore. Testahel. I changed, I know. Cold-hearted you might say I've turned into, Or heartless. It's only because I cared too much.
Don't worry me & Bader are still together in the story.



I went to the salon with Farah, I've been really close to her these days but she didn't take over deema's place. It's just Farah knows and understands what I'm going through. Her parent's divorce got finalized and she's been caught in the middle but I don't think she'll ever get over it.


We finished from the salon about 4. I loved farah's hair, It's naturally light brown and she just slightly curled it. Me? I did a waterfall braid, My hair is kind of a mix of colors so It turned out okay. All the girls are coming over to my place afterwards so we can get ready together.


Time passed by fast and the next thing I knew it was time for my sister, the bride, to come in. I was wearing a marchesa dress, It's my favorite.

And my mother was wearing an Alexander McQueen dress that my sister picked out, She looked beautiful.

The lights were off, A single bright spotlight came on. She was stunning, I had tears in my eyes. I love her to death and I can't imagine how terrible my life would have been without her. Mashallah. She looked simply amazing in her Vera Wang dress. Simple but classy.

Her dress wasn't so long so she didn't need my help. She moved gracefully. I can't even describe my feelings. I was overwhelmed with emotions. We all danced, she kissed my mother and my grandmothers heads before seating.


Her friends came and tried to calm her. She was frightened. I then tried to calm her and I eventually made her laugh.


After half an hour they announced that the groom was coming in with our family(guys), his family(guys) and a couple of his close friends. I covered my bare shoulders. Everyone got covered up.


I saw them come in. Then I saw him, and my heart literally skipped a beat. Guys look 100 times more attractive in dishdasha's. I could honestly say, out of all the guys that came in he was the most good looking.


I was blessed to have him in my life. I always read blogs and books with tragic endings, when the guy turns out to be a player and would be cheating on her the entire time.


I thanked god bader was diffrent. That bader was amazing. That bader was the best thing I could ever have. I thanked god that I had someone special in my life like him.


I blanked out starring at him, my mother caught my stare and she elbowed me. She knows about us. Everyone knows. Everyone can feel it.


Even when he's not around everyone would ask me about him, I love it. Even Bader told his parents that when I graduate he wants to marry me. He never told me that. Remas told me about that.


My cousin fajer, was finally here. She's staying in kuwait this year, no more boarding school in qatar. I was happy, el7amdellah. It was one of those moments when you just need to appreciate everything and know everything's going to be just fine.


He smiled at me and my heart raced. The room felt hot and my cheeks turned red. He didn't look around when he was coming in. He kept his eyes straight stopped twice to kiss his mother and my grandmother. That's it.


He and my cousins left after a couple of family pictures, even in the family pictures he'd be standing next to me. We's be talking to each other on bbm.


Bader: out of all the women in this room you are by far with the most beauty. Not just the looks, I couldn't care less about how you look. Enshallah lu mu labsa make up o labsa ay shay yi6la3 3alaich 7lu. Tadreen laman egoloon "el jamaal jamal el rou7" hathe entay. 


I didn't know how to reply so I didn't, he knew me too well to know that I was blushing at that moment. He turned at me and smiled. I would swim the all oceans just to see his smile.


I know, sometimes I think we were too in love.