Chapter 13

Fawaz: "You have to sleep now, you have to wake up early morning." He stated, I secretly thanked god he forgot about our previous mini fight.
Jazi: "Why?" I asked.
Fawaz: "Because you have to wake me up for work and prepare breakfast." He replied.
As you see, I have no job! I was forced to marry him at the age of 19, I only had a few years left to finish university. I was a good student, but in the words of my loving husband, "Women belong in the house and kitchen, not in business."
Jazi: "Enshallah." I sadly said, my usual reply.
I then wore my nightgown, set the alarm for 6:30 and went to sleep.
At exactly 6:30 am the alarm rang which meant I have to get up, great. I went to Fawaz's side of the bed to wake him up. I gently shook his shoulder to wake him up.
Jazi: "Fawaz, please wake up, it's time for work." I whispered.
Fawaz: "Go away or I will not hesitate to hit you." He threatened me. He makes me feel as if I'm the one who needs to wake up, not him.
Jazi: "I'm going to go prepare breakfast, don't say I didn't wake you up." I said as I headed toward the bathroom to finish my business.
Fawaz: "Jazi! Come here!" He called out.
Jazi: "Yes?" I replied, thinking of anything wrong I did that he may use against me.
Fawaz: "I love you." He blurted out. Okay, I seriously didn't expect that, he's adorable sometimes.
Jazi: "Me too." I genuinely smiled. I headed down to make breakfast.
Fawaz: "Don't make breakfast." He told me.
Jazi: "Why?" I was confused.
Fawaz: "One of my colleagues is bringing us breakfast." He replied as he went to get ready for work.

Chapter 12

As soon as I dared to open my eyes a few seconds later, Fawaz wasn't there! Sure, just leave me here alone to die. My husband is so loving and caring.
Jazi: "Fawaz!" I tried my hardest to call him.
My voice was so fragile, I barely could whisper. I'm just scared for the baby that's in me. I wanted to be a mother, I wanted my child to be my mom's first grandchild! Though my mom doesn't know I'm pregnant, Fawaz told me not to tell her yet, and as usual I obeyed. I slowly closed my eyes and fell into deep sleep on the ground, hoping it was just a dream.

Fawaz's Point of View-
What have I done? I didn't mean to hurt her that much! I just wanted to scare her.
I'm mostly scared about my unborn child, I hope he's okay! I ran away, I didn't know what to do, I panicked. I still love her, I just don't know how to show it! I then went to our room and saw her sleeping on the floor. I slowly picked her up and put her down in bed. I saw her innocent tear dried face, I felt guilty!

Jazi's Point of View-
I opened my eyes, to see a smiling Fawaz facing me in bed.
Fawaz: "Finally you're awake!" He chirped happily.
Jazi: "What?" I asked, I was confused.
Fawaz: "You woke up!" He explained further.
Jazi: "Yes, I did." I said with a fake smile.
He was suddenly acting all normal with me, he came closer to my face, and I naturally backed away.
Fawaz: "What's wrong?" He seriously didn't remember what he did to me last night?
Jazi: "Are you serious? You hit me until I almost died and now you're acting all normal?" I asked with tears stinging my eyes.
Fawaz: "I feel guilty now." He stated bluntly.
Jazi: "Wow thanks for your concern." I replied still mad at him.
Fawaz: "Jazi?"
Jazi: "Yes?"
Fawaz: "I love you."
Jazi: "Prove it." I needed some proof after what he did to me, I wanted to know what he was saying is not just some un meaningful words. Fawaz stared into my eyes and I smiled at him.
Fawaz: "Are you serious?" He asked with a hint of anger and a devilish smile.
Oh no, what have I done, I got myself into even more trouble!


Hey guys, I'm a terribly bad blogger for not posting for a while, but I had some personal reasons, I'll post more often now! xx

Chapter 11

We went up to our room and laid down on the bed, watching television. We were watching a movie, I'm not sure what its called. In the movie a really beautiful lady came up.
Jazi: "She's very pretty!" I squealed.
Fawaz: "Eeh, Mashallah!" Fawaz agreed.
He's married, how dare he agree that a girl is beautiful? I'm right in front of him. I lowered my head, I could hear Fawaz chuckle. Suddenly Zac Efron came up on the screen.
Jazi: "Wow." I said while staring at him.
Fawaz: "What did you say?" He asked through gritted teeth.
Jazi: "I said wow, about Zac Efron." I felt it was okay to say that since he said a girl was pretty, I could say a guy was attractive.
I felt that he was calm, too calm. Weird. Exactly seconds later I felt him pulling my hair, forcing me to get up. He held my face with both of his hands, forcing me to face him. He was hurting me, as usual.
Fawaz: "How dare you say that?" He looked very scary.
Jazi: "I didn't do anything wrong!" I defended myself.
Fawaz pulled me from my hair towards the wall. What is he going to do to me now?
Jazi: "Fawaz, please you don't have to do this." I pleaded.
Fawaz: "Shut up."
Jazi: "Okay." I quietly mumbled.
Fawaz: "Shut up." He repeated.
I was just about to reply when he smashed my head to the wall. I can't even explain how painful that was.
Jazi: "Please stop." I was begging him now.
Fawaz: "Say one more word and see what I'll do to you." Fawaz kept staring into my eyes.
Whenever I looked down, he puts his hands on my chin and forces me to look into his eyes. I don't get what he's trying to do. The look he was giving me just scares me so much! He was still holding me tight, I was trying to loosen his grip. Fawaz pushed me to the ground. There was a table to my right, my hips were smashed to the corner of the table, and my head slammed to the ground. I'm only hoping and praying that the baby in my stomach is healthy and alive. I was praying for my baby's life while I was laying flat on the ground, afraid to move. Suddenly pain shot through me, I was just about to scream out when I saw the devilish look in Fawaz's eyes. I didn't say anything, afraid I might get into any more trouble.


Sorry about how short the chapter is! I promise next chapter will be different, I'll even have Fawaz's point of view!

Chapter 10

Fawaz came so close to me, he was literally in my face!
Jazi: "Na3am?" I replied trying to be brave.
Fawaz: "Jazi, I swear to god, if I catch you watching that show, you have no one to blame but yourself." He said through clenched teeth.
Jazi: "Enshallah."
Fawaz: "So when will we have our first child?" He asked.
Oh I forgot to mention, I'm pregnant, this is my fourth month now and everything is going great il7amdilla!
Jazi: "Long way to go, It's only been four months!"
Fawaz: "I can't wait! I hope it goes by easily."
Jazi: "Enshallah."
Fawaz leaned over to kiss me. Our lips were inches apart.
"Jazi! Fawaz! The movie started!" Screamed Jassim from downstairs. Why? He just had to ruin the moment didn't he?
Fawaz: "Jazi let's go downstairs." He said while backing away, completely forgetting about the almost kiss.
Jazi: "Okay."
Fawaz went downstairs and I headed to the bathroom. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, I looked scary. I looked so ugly. I started washing my face hoping for it to look cleaner and better. Fawaz doesn't need a girl like me. I'm not that pretty. I'm not that beautiful. He didn't let me continue my studies and actually have a chance of getting a job. He made me hate myself. He deserves a girl who's beautiful, smart, has a job, a girl that can stand in his way. A girl who can stand for herself, a girl who's not insecure. A girl who can actually care for her husband. I do care for him though. I went downstairs and I saw him watching television with Jassim and Sarah. I felt a bit hungry so I went to the kitchen to make myself a sandwich. I then saw Fawaz coming to the kitchen.
Fawaz: "Why are you taking so long?"
Jazi: "Nothing I'm just making a sandwich since I'm hungry because I didn't eat dinner." I emphasised on the 'hungry' part since its his fault I didn't eat.
Fawaz: "How funny."
Jazi: "Haha.." I fake laughed.
I was just cutting up my sandwich when I felt a hand on my waist. Aaahh I love this feeling when Fawaz hugs me! Fawaz kissed my right cheek, he's so cute!
Fawaz: "Your beautiful mashallah." He said while kissing my left cheek. I turned red.
Jazi: "Thank you." I said shyly.
Fawaz: "Haha, your blushing." He teased.
Jazi: "Yes, please stop I'm shy." I didnt actually want him to stop though.
Fawaz: "I love you." I love it when he randomly says that!
Jazi: "I love you more."
He kissed my forehead. I love it when he kisses my forehead.
Jazi: "Do we go up? Or do you want to watch the movie?"
Fawaz: "I don't watch to watch it, do you?"
Jazi: "No."
Fawaz: "Okay let's go upstairs then."
Jazi: "Okay!"
I think that was one of my favourite moments with Fawaz.

Chapter 9

Before leaving the car, I tried begging him one more time.
Jazi: "Please."
Fawaz: "Please shnu?"
Jazi: "I don't want to cook for your friends." I pleaded.
Fawaz: "Bas! Stop the nonsense." He commanded.
Jazi: "Enshallah." I got out of the car, but he didn't.
Fawaz: "Go inside and tell Jassim and Sarah to come to the car."
Jazi: "Why?" I was curious.
Fawaz: "I'm inviting them out for dinner."
Ouch. How rude. Good job hurting my already hurt feelings, Fawaz.
Jazi: "What about me?"
Fawaz: "You're not invited."
My eyes teared up. Who would do this to their own wife?
Jazi: "Enshallah." I always listen to him, I never say no. Why would he treat me this badly?
Fawaz: "Now get out of my face and go call them."
I went to call them as fast as I could. I entered the house and I saw Jassim and Sarah watching a movie.
Jassim: "Oh you're back! Sarah are you ready to go?"
Sarah: "Eeh!" Ew I hate her squeaky annoying voice. Jassim held Sarah's hand and they went to head out. Before he went out, he turned around.
Jassim: "Aren't you coming along with us?"
Jazi: "No."
Jassim: "Oh, are you okay? Is anything wrong?" He asked.
Is he being to nice? That's weird.
Jazi: "Nothing's wrong, I'm just a bit tired."
Jassim: "Oh okay, bye."
Jazi: "Bye." I replied.
After they left. I went upstairs to my room. I changed to my pyjamas and went to my bed and started crying. Why does he treat me like a piece of shit? I've never done something wrong or bad to him like he does to me. I do everything to make him happy. I still love him. I keep asking myself why over and over again, and I don't even know the answer! I kept crying and crying. I then calmed down a bit, so I checked Twitter. A few tweets on my timeline caught my eye.
@Fawaz: "Best day of my life! El7amdellah!"
@Jassim: "Best day! Sadly, some people missed it!"
@Sarah: "El7amdillah I had fun! One of the best restaurants I have ever tried!"
As soon as I read those tweets I got a mention.
@Fawaz: "@Jazi you missed out on all the fun!"
I hate him. I wanted to reply to him and say you're the one who didn't invite me, What should I do? But I love him and I didn't want to start fights, so I didn't reply to him. Time sure does pass by slowly when you're bored. I switched the on the television. Luckily, it was time for my favourite television show, Fatma. Thank god Fawaz isn't here, or he would've killed me if he caught me watching it. Though I still didn't understand why he can do anything he wants, and I can't even watch a simple television show.
I was sitting in bed, when I heard the door open. I didn't have time to close the television.
"Jazi! How many times do I have to tell you not to watch that show?" He screamed so loudly it hurt my ears, his face was red. Oh no.

Chapter 8

It was Khaled. He was my fiancé, before I got married to Fawaz. The month before the wedding he said that he doesn't want to marry me! He suddenly said that, and he didn't even have a reason! I get embarrassed when I see him since he refused to marry me. Fawaz knows about this, yet he still talks to him.
Fawaz: "Hallah Bu Waleed!"
Fawaz: "Hallah Fawaz!"
Fawaz rolled down the window and they greeted each other. While I watched and listened to their conversation.
Khaled: "Shloun Jazi?"
Fawaz's face became red. He didn't like it when his friends mention me in front of him, I don't know why. I secretly think he's ashamed of me, though I don't know if its true.
Fawaz: "El7amdillah." He bluntly replied.
Khaled: "Ohh, see you later enshallah, bye!" The conversation was cut short since we were talking at a red stop light, which just turned green.
"Finally!" I quietly mumbled.
Khaled gave me a weird stare, like he didn't understand what I said.
Fawaz: "Enshallah, bye!"
Khaled drove off to wherever he was going.
Fawaz: "Jazi, do you still love him?" He suspiciously asked.
Jazi: "No! I swear I love you and only you!" I quickly replied.
Fawaz: "Okay then." He said with no emotion at all. He didn't even say I love you back.
Jazi: "Okay." I sighed.
Awkward silence filled the air. I was wondering which reaturant we are going to.
Jazi: "Where are we going?"
Fawaz: "McDonalds."
I'm tired of faking a smile, I'm tired of how he doesn't care about me. Yet I still suck it up and say nothing.
Jazi: "Enshallah!"
Fawaz: "We're only picking up drive thru and going back home.
Jazi: "Fawaz."
Fawaz: "3youn Fawaz." This was not the time to be sweet.
Jazi: "Let's go to a place other than McDonalds, change the atmosphere for a bit." I suddenly saw Fawaz take a turn, I saw McDonalds in front of us, why the heck did he turn?
Jazi: "Fawaz, McDonalds is right there why did you turn?" I asked pointing at McDonalds.
Fawaz: "No we're going to another place since you don't want McDonalds."
My face lighted up!
Fawaz: "I'm taking you home!"
Jazi: "But why?" I sadly said.
Fawaz: "What do I do you don't want McDonalds."
Jazi: "Fawaz, please don't."
Fawaz: "Stop nagging!"
Jazi: "Enshallah."
Fawaz: "My friends are visiting tomorrow, I want you to prepare a tasty lunch." He commanded.
I hate cooking for his friends. They make me feel bad about my cooking.
Jazi: "What if I don't want to cook for you and your friends?"
Fawaz: "No. You don't even have a choice. You will cook tomorrow."
Jazi: "What do I cook?" I gave up on trying to convince him.
Fawaz: "Machbous la7am."
Jazi: "Enshallah." As soon as I said that, we were back home.

Chapter 7

After ten minutes I was ready. I wore a cute black dress, with black high heels. I didn't wear any make up, I looked so scary. My face was pale, but it was better than not going out. I didn't want to start any fights with Fawaz. I stayed in my bed, waiting for Fawaz.
After two minutes, Fawaz showed up with a towel around his waist. Water dripping down from his wavy, messy hair. He literally looked perfect.
Fawaz: "Wait a bit and I'll be done."
Jazi: "Enshallah."
Fawaz went to the closet and wore his creamy white dishdasha. After that, he went in front of the mirror and started doing his ghitra.
Fawaz: "Ready?"
Jazi: "Eeh!"
Fawaz: "Wait!" He stared at me suspiciously.
Jazi: "Yes?"
Fawaz: "Come closer to me." He commanded.
What did I do now? I went closer to him, with my head bent down. He put his finger on my chin and pushed it slightly up, forcing me to make eye contact with him.
Jazi: "Fawaz shnu?"
Fawaz: "Can't I kiss my wife?"
Jazi: "Yes, you can." I blushed, he's adorable.
He slowly leaned over and kissed me.
Fawaz: "Do you have any makeup on?"
Jazi: "Nope."
Fawaz: "Let me check." He carefully inspected my face.
Fawaz: "Do you have eyeliner?"
Jazi: "Nope, my eyes are naturally like that."
Seriously? We've been married for three years and he still doesn't know what my eyes look like?
Fawaz: "But your eyes look like you have eyeliner on."
Jazi: "Fawaz my eyes are like this! After all these years you don't know what my eyes look like?"
Fawaz: "Stop the silliness."
Jazi: "Enshallah" I obeyed, I didn't want to start any fights.
Fawaz intertwined our hands and we went downstairs. We saw Jassim and Sarah in the living room. I tried not to make eye contact.
Fawaz: "Bye, we're going out."
Jassim and Sarah: "Bye, enjoy yourselves." Wow, they were actually nice for once.
We went outside and got in the car. We drove off and stopped at red stoplight and I saw a person in the car next to us. I never thought I'd see this person after my marriage, my eyes instantly started tearing up.



Hey guys! I'm terribly sorry it's short, but I'm trying my best and I'm not in kuwait at the moment so it's hard to get a laptop, bear with me please! xx

Chapter 6

Fawaz: "Jazi! I want to have a talk with you outside, now!"
His voice sounded so scary, I was terrified.
Jazi: "Enshallah."
As I went out of the pool room, I could hear Sarah and Jassim laughing.
Fawaz: "What's wrong with you?"
He then took hold of my hand and squeezed it hard. I could feel the bones in my hand squeezing together.
Jazi: "Asfa." I whispered.
Fawaz's grip on my hand became even tighter.
Jazi: "Fawaz, please stop! You hurting me." I winced in pain.
Fawaz: "Why did you shout at Sarah and Jassim? Mu 3ayb 3laych?" He shouted.
Jazi: "I told you I'm sorry!"
He finally let go of my hand.
Fawaz: "Now come and hug me."
What? Okay now I'm confused, he was just mad at me. How did I end up marrying him?
He stepped a little closer to me, and I stepped back. I'm his wife, why am I so scared of him? Fawaz suddenly hugged me. I left my hands down, I didn't hug him back. He took my hand and put it behind his back, forcing me to hug him. I mean I'm okay with hugging him! But he was just mad at me, now he suddenly wants to hug me? He finally let go of me.
Fawaz: "Should we go upstairs?"
Jazi: "Madry. Kayfik you're the one that's swimming."
He decided to ignore my comment. Fawaz held my hand, and dragged me upstairs.
Fawaz: "Jazi."
Jazi: " 3younha?"
Fawaz: "I'll just take a shower and then we will go out."
That suddenly made my mood a hundred times better! Fawaz doesn't let me go out, and this is the first time he offers to take me out!
Jazi: "Okay! Enshallah!"
I went to pick out my clothes.
Fawaz: "Bs Jazi."
Jazi: "Yes?"
Fawaz: "Don't you dare put on makeup. I'll take you back home if I find you wearing makeup."
He said it so sternly it gave me shivers.
Jazi: "Enshallah!"
Fawaz: "I'm serious!"
Jazi: "So am I."
Fawaz then went to take a shower and get ready.

Chapter 5

Fawaz: "Ta3alay!"
He looked at me, so I went towards him.
Jazi: "Na3am?"
Fawaz: "I'm going to eat your food, and I'm going to finish it all!"
Waay he so adorable.
Jazi: "Come to the kitchen and I'll prepare the food for you."
Fawaz: "Yalla okay."
We went to the kitchen and I started preparing the food. Fawaz helped me a little. We sat down at the table, eating and talking about random things.
Fawaz: "Tislam eedich!"
Jazi: "You really liked it?"
Fawaz: "Eeh!"
Jazi: "Bil3afya."
Fawaz: "Y3afeech"
I smiled.
Fawaz: "Do you want to swim?"
Jazi: "I'm a bit tired, you swim and I'll watch you."
Fawaz: "Okay, as you like."
Jazi: "I'll wait downstairs."
Fawaz: "Okay."
I went to the kitchen, took some chips and candy then I headed downstairs to the pool. While waiting for Fawaz, i decided to call my little brother. His name is Ali, he's 19, younger than me in 3 years.
Jazi: "Hi Ali, how is Kuwait?"
Ali: "Hey, wallah we miss you! When are you coming back?"
Jazi: "I miss you guys more! I'm not sure yet, Fawaz didn't tell me."
Ali: "Okay bs don't take too long! I miss you and your whining and bickering."
Jazi: "Be careful with your words or I might not come back!" I teased.
Ali: "La sorry forget I said anything!" He teased back.
Suddenly the door opened ou I can see Jassim and Sarah. What are they doing here?
Jazi: "Nice talking to you bs sorry I have to go now!"
Ali: "Oh okay, bye!"
Jazi: "Why did you come here?" I asked Jassim and Sarah.
Jassim: "This is our house too you idiot."
Jazi: "Does Fawaz know?"
Jassim: "Why should I care about Fawaz? I can't even feel comfortable in my own home?"
Jazi: "Okay never mind."
In a few seconds Fawaz entered the room.
Jazi: "Fawaz, these people are here." I said trying to make him realise I don't want them.
Fawaz: "Eeh, it's their house too I can't do anything."
Jazi: "Oh, um okay."
Fawaz and the idiots jumped in the pool. As soon as I turned my head I saw Sarah and Jassim making out. It was gross, why do it in front of us? Get a room! I can't take it anymore!
Jazi: "What's wrong with you two idiots? Can you not spend a second without kissing?"
After that moment I regretted saying those words.

Chapter 4

I slowly opened my eyes. I saw myself in my bedroom, in bed, and Fawaz was in front of me.
Jazi: "Fawaz!"
Fawaz: "Jazi! You finally woke up."
Jazi: "Eeh, sh9ar?"
Fawaz: "Ma 9ar shay." Okay, now I'm confused.
Jazi: "Fawaz I'm serious!"
Fawaz: "Eeh I'm serious too! You said you were going to sleep and you went upstairs."
I knew he was lying. He kept blinking quickly.
Jazi: "Fawaz, is this the truth?"
Fawaz: "Eeh!"
Jazi: "Khala9 3ayal, okay."
Fawaz: "Eeh, enzayn saway '3ada."
Jazi: "Shnu taby?"
Fawaz: "Machboos la7am."
Jazi: "Enshallah."
I quickly went down stairs to make lunch.
"Jaziyo why are you running!" I hate it when he calls me that. I looked to my left and saw Jassim. I hate this guy so much it's unbelievable.
Jazi: "Shnu, shtaby?"
Jassim: "La bas as2al."
Jazi: "Enzayn ana basawy '3ada, tell your wife to help me out."
Jassim: "Bs 3ad! We just got married! Let her make the salad only."
Jazi: "Way3 la y6ee7 ni9'ha! Shda3wa! Okay at least call her."
Jassim: "Sarah, Ta3alay!"
I saw Sarah running towards him like a lost puppy.
Sarah: "Na3am Jassim 7abeeby?"
Her voice is so squeaky! She stuck close to him and Jassim kissed her, in front of me, way3.
Get a room, would you? I lowered my head, I don't want to see this crap.
Jassim: "Yalla Sarah, saway '3ada ma3a Jazi."
Sarah: "Jassim! Tawny mitzawja ma agdar." She said in a dalou3a tone.
Jassim: "Shda3wa! It's only a salad!"
Sarah: "Okay 7abeeby."
Jassim: "7beebat galby wallah!"
I always feel miserable if I see a couple loving each other, ou ma yir'9oun 3ala za3al a7ad. It makes me feel bad, comparing them to how Fawaz treats me.
Sarah: "A7ibik!"
Jassim: "Ana akthar, 7abeebty."
Jazi: "Okay yalla follow me to the kitchen."
Sarah: "Your just jealous because your husband doesn't love you like Jassim loves me"
Tears formed in my eyes. Bs I blinked quickly, forcing them to not stream down my cheeks. I will not cry in front of them. What is actually that obvious?
Jazi: "Weeh, chub intay! Jealous of you? Dream on, il7amdella everyone knows about my marriage. Unlike you I don't have a marriage no one knows about!"
Sarah: "Okay okay, you keep lying to yourself."
I decided to ignore her comment. I went to the kitchen, took out the ingredients I needed and started working on the lunch. After 5 hours of hard work, I finally finished. I went to the living room and I find Sarah and Jassim eating Chinese take away!
Jazi: "I've spent 5 hours in the kitchen cooking for who? The cat?"
Jassim: "Even that cat won't like your food!" He rudely commented.
Jazi: "Your are more than a jerk!" He hurt my feelings, I spent all day cooking for them and they decide to eat from a restaurant! Suddenly, I see Fawaz coming down the stairs.
Fawaz: "Why are you guys screaming?"
Sarah: "Oh nothing, just that your stupid wife is crazy."
Fawaz: "Hey intay! Don't you even dare talk about my wife like that again, fahma?"
And they ask me why I love him.

Chapter 3

I looked away. I'm afraid to look into his eyes. He held my head with both of his hands, scary man.
Fawaz: "Ti2asifay."
I lowered my eyes. I dont want to apologise, not to him. I didn't do anything wrong, and I'm getting punished for no reason. He held my face even tighter, it started to hurt. Tears rolled down my face.
Fawaz: "Jazi, Ti2asifay!"
His loud voice echoed throughout the pool.
Jazi: "Asfa."
Fawaz took his hand off my face.
Fawaz: "Eeh, that's better!"
I just nodded. Typical Fawaz, just doing things his own way.
Fawaz: "Nisayt agoulich, tara bacher Jassim ou Sarah are coming over."
Great. If I didn't mention, Jassim and Sarah are secretly married. Jassim is one of Fawaz's close friends.
Fawaz: "They're moving in here, with us."
My eyes widened.
Jazi: "Laysh?"
Fawaz: "He paid for the house too, he has to live here."
See, we just moved in a few days ago.
Jazi: "Oh, okay."
I didnt want to show him that I didn't want them here, though I think that was obvious from my sad expression.
Fawaz: "Ni93ad?"
Jazi: "Ni93ad." I had to agree, I don't even have a choice.
6ila3ana mn il masba7, and we went upstairs. After Fawaz took his shower, I got in. I took a long, hot and relaxing shower.
Fawaz: "Jazi! Bsir3a 6il3ay barra."
I was startled.
Jazi: "Shfeek?!"
Fawaz: "6il3ay barra bsir3a!"
Shsawayt ana?
Jazi: "Enshallah. Bs let me change."
I quickly got dressed. I was wearing a yellow sun dress right above my knees. I came out of the bathroom, and I can see Fawaz is aggravated.
Jazi: "Fawaz, taby shay?"
Fawaz: "Jassim and Sara are downstairs!"
Jazi: "Waayy!! Weren't they supposed to arrive tomorrow?"
Fawaz: "Madry 3an'hum."
Jazi: "Enzayn, go greet them please."
Fawaz: "Nizlay ma3ay."
Jazi: "But my hair is still wet!"
Fawaz: "Deal with it! Tie your hair and come."
Jazi: "Enshallah."
I tied my hair, and went downstairs with Fawaz.
Jassim: "Hala Jaziyo."
He came next to me. I felt a punch in the face. Then it was all black...

Cliffhanger? I'm sorry I had to, it makes the story a little more interesting!:D

Chapter 2

I wanted to say these words out loud. I wanted to tell him my true feelings about him. I wanted to make him feel guilty. I wanted him to feel sorry for me. He never felt guilty, except if I started crying my eyes out.
Jazi: "Eeh, adry."
Fawaz: "Yalla 3ayal come and hug me, love."
This is what I mean when he makes me feel like a princess. I went to him, and I hugged him. I love him, I really do.
Fawaz: "Nanzil nisba7?"
We have this indoor swimming pool in the basement. I dont like swimming. Bs I do it for Fawaz.
Jazi: "Enshallah."
I got up from the bed to go to the closet. Fawaz held my hands to stop me from moving. Those hands, The same hands who used to slap me several times, punch me in the eyes.
Jazi: "Na3am?"
Fawaz: "Wear a bikini."
Jazi: "Bs la maby!" I whined.
Fawaz: "Entay shfeech? Kil ma ashtreelich shay ma talbseena! Khala9 intay bss sim3ay il kalam." He said sternly.
I knew if I said something back, it will turn into get into a fight. I just nodded. I don't like showing off my body.
Jazi: "Enzayn can I wear a shirt?"
Fawaz: "Kayfich."
I quickly went to the closet. Took out everything I needed, my bikini and one of Fawaz's oversized shirts. I went to the bathroom and changed. When I finished and went out, I saw Fawaz dressed in his swim shorts.
Fawaz: "Eeh, jameela murty wallah." I blushed.
Those lips who comforted me with some nice words, are the same lips who always shouted at me for lame reasons.
Jazi: "Mashkour." I said shyly.
Fawaz: "Yalla ta3aly!"
He came to me, and held my hand throughout our walk to the swimming pool. Wi9alna ta7at, and he jumped in.
Fawaz: "Enzayn intay mu 6aba?"
Jazi: "La, bas ba7i6 reely."
Fawaz gam min mukana, ou he came to me.
Fawaz: "La ib tyeen."
Fawaz shalny mn mukany ou he threw me in the pool!
Great move, I fell inside and sank to the bottom of the pool. I could feel water rushing into my nose and ears. I quickly jumped out and gasped for air.
Jazi: "Fawaz inta shsawayt? '3aby?"
Oh did I regret saying those words. Fawaz's eyes turned red. He raised his hands to give me a slap. I quickly closed my eyes. Then it hit me. A very hard slap on my right cheek. He will never change.

Chapter 1

Unfortuantly, I'm married to a man named Fawaz. I never thought I'll end up marrying this guy. He's a rude man, he treats me like a piece of junk. But, sometimes he makes me feel like a princess. I seriously love him, I know he loves me. It's okay for us to get into fights every other day. So, I'm Al-Jazi. People call me Jazi for short. I have long hair, small pointy noise, and tiny full lips. I'm a tiny creature. My weight is normal, im not very thin nor fat. So, I'm just sitting in my room watching MBC 4. Watching Fatma, it's a Turkish series which I love. I hope Fawaz doesnt come while I'm watching this. He doesnt allow me to watch this show, he says its 'inappropriate'. I was wearing shorts and a tank top. I dont like wearing shorts, bs I do it for Fawaz. We live in Lebanon, I don't get why Fawaz wants to live here. Well, things happen. I really miss Kuwait, though. My eyes glued to the screen, I was watching the series.
"Jazi! Cham mara agoolich la tshoufeena?" It was Fawaz. Nightmares here we come. I lowered my head.
Jazi: "Asfa."
Fawaz: "Ana mabi kila a3eed il 7achi."
Jazi: "Enshallah."
He was standing infront of the tv, blocking it. He turned the tv off and came next to me. I was shivering on the inside, I was scared.
Fawaz: "Jazi, tadreen iny a7ibich, 9a7?"
I was about to burst into tears. I couldnt handle it anymore. No, I don't know that you love me. Sometimes, you treat me like a piece of shit. Sometimes, you treat me like a princess. Your bipolar. I didnt want to come over here, Lebanon. Just because of your stupid job. I dont get how you can shout at me and I cant. How I have to do everything you tell me and you dont. How you can get out where ever you go and I cant. I'm living in hell with you. I cant help but feel unwanted when you tell your friends to come over and they judge my every move. I love you, Fawaz. But I'm not sure you love me back. I cant help but feel insecure. You always forget my birthday. You always shout at me. You always give me some orders to do. You wake me up at the middle of the night just to make you some freaking food. I dont regret marrying you, I just regret that I never stood up to you. That I never told you 'no.' Life isnt fair.