HOPE. 1

I'll still continue 'And She Calls This Living', but i'm gonna write this story mn zeman ib baly. And this is just the beginning.


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It was Lulu's 9th birthday..
Friends and family were there to celebrate, they laughed, joked, and had fun. Kids had those wide smiles on their face jumping around and playing. They were living their childhood as the best.

Lulu: mama where is baba?
Mama: luli 7abeebti baba is coming back inshallah, soon..

and she kissed her daughter's cheeks with hope.
Everyone was having a blast, although it was Lulu's day she wasn't having fun she wanted to be in her father's arms.

GERMANY:

Fahad: so doctor how is Faisal?
Doctor: what can i say? he's living on machines!
Fahad: isn't he going to recover anytime soon.
Doctor: well to be honest i don't think so, i think it's better if we would stop the machines and he would die normally..

Fahad looked at the doctor with eyes full of anger.

Fahad: don't ever say that again..

he walked back to faisal's room, as he was about to get in..

Faisal: ash'hadu ana la illah ila allah...............

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP..

KUWAIT:

Mama: yalla 7abeebti blow your candles..
Lulu: PHEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!
Everyone: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY !!! HAPPY BIRTHDAAAAY LULUU!!