Tuesday, 24 July 2012

Ramadan Kareem - رمضان كريم

Four days have already passed and we totally forgot to wish our beloved readers Ramadan Kareem! An amazing month that everyone awaits every year to celebrate together, stay up all night and eat the yummiest food. We hope each and every one of you are enjoying it as much as we are!

كل عام وانتم بخير 
Lots of love,
Lady M & Princess R

Wednesday, 11 July 2012

Traffic Lights {11}

I woke up from a tense dream. The usual. I got up and unlocked my door then opened it and the smell of fresh buttery pancakes filled my lungs as I inhaled deeply to the delicious smell. Today is going to be a good day, I know, I can feel it. I picked out an outfit that would clearly reflect my mood. My first class got cancelled so I just have a class today.

I showered and applied some makeup, extremely simple but with dark lips to exaggerate the look so I went for Tom Ford Black Orchid. I heard Aibileen laugh, so I hurried and tied my hair up into a high bun and walked out. – I was curious!
Bonjour Jawaher!
Bonjour beautiful! Now that’s more like it. Now I know why Aibileen was happy, because he was here.
Bonjour! He got up and kissed my cheeks. I blushed. Aibileen smiled, she knew I was falling in love with him.
We talked, and today out of all the days I loved him more than ever, I don’t know it’s just this fatal attraction… So soon? I’m lost, and he manages to sweep me off of my feet and carry me with him in the clouds.
Thank you Aibileen. See you two, I have a class to attend in 30 minutes. I got up and kissed Aibileen on her cheeks.
Jawaher wait. I’ll drop you off. Thank you Aibileen for making this deliciously mouthwatering food. He kissed her hand softly, and winked. Aibileen blushed.

We arrived in 15 minutes.
Thank you. I smiled. I was about to open the door and walk out but he held my wrist.
Wait. He looked at me. I didn’t want to leave; I wanted to stay with him, just the two of us, alone. I bit my lip, holding back my smile. I looked down. How long will I have to stay quiet? 
I have to go.
I love you. He smiled, that deep generous smile that wraps its fingers around your heart reassuring you, you belong to him. I smiled back, got out and walked into the building.

Once I entered the class he texted me saying he wanted to have dinner with me. I replied back minutes later.

Class was over, and I was on my way back to the apartment. Once I unlocked the door, the scent of vanilla and custard aroma was filled in the air. Aibileen was making crème brûlée, which she does during special occasions.
Ah, that explains. Yousef is here! I said hello and I went to my room and had a shower. When I walked in my closet, there was a black bag that hung on the rack but had a note on it. The note read:

To the most beautiful lady, this dress was hand made especially for you.
From Yousef AlX.

I couldn’t stop blushing. Tears of joy filled my eyes. It was a stunning short dress; black, one of my favorite colours. I put in on and admired the ladylike elegance, the way it exquisitely draped at the back revealing my back was utterly breathtaking. I put on my heels and tied my hair into a neat high bun. My makeup was subtle, with the eyeshadow barely showing, I had to exaggerate my lips by applying dark red lipstick. I wore a long diamond earring with a pearl at the end.
I opened the door and walked out.
He inhaled deeply as I walked closer. Wow… He smiled.
I kissed Aibileen and walked out of the apartment with Yousef holding my hand.

The car ride was the highlight of the month.
Listen, this song is what you do to me. He said and out of the blue the speakers blasted off playing Michael Jackson- The Way You Make Me Feel, and for a split second I got a tingle, a shiver. I laughed. He sang out loud as the music started and looked at me. My cheeks were about to melt!!!!

We arrived.  He booked a private table for two, outside with the spectacular view underneath us.
While we were waiting for the waiter to get him the receipt I got up and stood by the glass barrier. He got up and stood beside me. I watch the world move, below. Where was I all along? I’d never seen Tokyo this beautiful. I watched him as he watches me, while he takes a looooong drag out of his cigar. I walk closer towards him, and took the cigar away.  It’s either this or me. And I threw it on the floor, my heel killing it slowly. I did not take my eyes off of him and neither did he…
He moved and stood right behind me, pressing his body on mine. He placed his hand gently on top of mine and the other one was on my waist. He kissed my cheeks, then my neck softly, tenderly. Then I turned around and he smiled. I came closer to him and kissed his cheek, for the first time because I felt like he deserved it. I was lost in his eyes and lost in my own train of thoughts, he came closer, millimetres away. We were so close, until the waiter interrupted us then excusing himself for coming at the wrong time. I blushed. He paid and we left. 

I had a weird feeling, and he could sense it. Something was about to happen. I got up and adjusted my outfit. And we walked in, we got into the elevator and walked towards my apartment.Thank you for everything.. I smiled, about to unlock the door and enter. 
Jawaher. He grabbed my arm. A7ibik. Even the way he said it made my heart beat so hard and fast. His voice was insanely beautiful. I turned around and hugged him. I can no longer control myself nor my feelings. I love you with all my heart and soul. 

Tuesday, 3 July 2012

Traffic Lights {10}

Sweat droplets trickling down my chest, to my tummy, my arms rolling up into fists, clinging stronger… my body hits it harder, every time I scream louder… I kept punching and kicking the punching bag, releasing all the stress, all the anger, and all the fear, everything within me. I wiped my face with my towel, drank water like a beast then continued the next 3 hours of my day in the gym with Jo, my trainer. Lets rewind it back a few hours earlier, shall we?


Jawaher darling, Jo is here!
Coming! I said, as I quickly got into my shorts and tied the strings together then put on my workout bra top.
Hello. I kissed his cheeks and we walked into the gym. 
Firstly we started by warming up which consisted of 30 minutes boxing, then 3 sets of pushups 30 reps, sit ups 3 sets as well, bicycle crunch 3 sets and finally reverse crunch 3 sets. And then we officially began boxing and wrestling against each other in the ring; with boxing mouth-guards in our mouths and helmets on we began! Aibileen was in the back jogging on the treadmill listening to music while we unleashed our power and energy against each other.
The first few punches and kicks were all right, but then I knew I had to pin him down, all this work out isn’t going to waste. I punched his tummy, I kicked his arms and it went on. I ducked my face, avoiding his power punches; his arms flying in from all sides. I ducked, I guarded my face, I am not going to fall, and I won't let him knock me down. He was opened, he bounces left to right getting his balance back and I jumped in, serving him fast punches adding a few kicks here and there as a sprinkle on top then knocked him down. He got back up, pushing and punching, trying to throw me down. And he managed to knock me down with a kick on my knee, I fell, as I was about to get myself up he sat on top of me pinning me, I struggled to move. I had a few seconds left until I was officially going to lose against him, so locked my legs around him and rolled him over to the other side, forcing my body to be on top of his; pinning him to the ground. I pushed his face to the floor, and grabbed his arms tightly, securing them in place so he doesn’t move. He tapped his feet 3 times assuring me he gave up.
I removed my mouth guard. I let go of his hands, and he removed his mouth guard.
Damn Jay, that was amazing! You really did improve! These 3 hours highlighted my month. And your punches and kicks are much stronger, you're somehow more focused. 
Bravo! He said, whilst walking slowly towards us, clapping with a smile on his face. I got off of Jo and sat beside him. Blushing because I was sitting on top of Jo and because Yousef caught me off-guard. I wasn’t sure if he was being sarcastic or if he was really happy, it felt more of a sarcastic compliment.
Things were getting more and more awkward, and Jo felt the tension building up in the room so he excused himself and got into the bathroom and showered.

And that’s how things ended up, I said hello then went into my room and had a shower. I got dressed then sat down on the dining table beside Aibileen; Jo sat beside Yousef (double awkward, note to self: Work out earlier)
Jo this is Vladimir, Vladimir this is Jo. Vladimir, Jo is my trainer. I met him at the health and rehabilitation center here in Japan, he was my gym instructor and then we became really good friends.
Nice to meet you, I’m Jawaher’s friend.
Lunch passed by swiftly.
Thank you for the lunch, and Jawaher we should do it more often I really had fun today. Ps. I have to beat you up, I won’t let you win on me next time. He winked then got up and walked out.

Aibileen prepared some desserts and tea and we sat down together. Yousef sat down beside me and held a hand, Aibileen gave me a weird look and straightaway I knew she was going to lecture me about it, but I couldn’t control it. I can’t control my feelings towards Yousef and naturally whatever he does suddenly changes my mood; I feel calm and secure which is something I haven’t felt in a very long time…