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Should I enjoy the butterflies that Muhamad gives me befor their wings turn into sharp edges and tear me apart from the inside and make my chest ache?

We walked for six hours , we were really tired so we slept a little . My head was on Muhamad's leg , my body was on the rocks . When I woke up my whole body was hurting . I was sitting alone , Muhamad and Ahmad were sleeping . I was diving in an ocean of thoughts while the sun was setting and it made me think how some people are a part of your life today , but tomorrow , they're gone. My mother ,Yousif and Rami. Did Rami change? Or he is still the same ? And Yousif I wonder if he hates me now. My mother , what happened to her? I'm going through this because of her . She never faced Rami and told him to stop. She always got his back no matter what happend .

Muhamad. What am I to him? If he really loves me we can't stay like this forever . I do want to be with him. Have a life together , wake up to his face everyday , have kids that will have his eyes and smile , grow old together and have grandchildren , look at his hair that turned to white and his aged face that has our memories buried in it. I will do what I always do , burry these thoughts and Muhamad in my Duaa.

' Mr.Romeo is sleeping so Juliet is alone . ' Ahmad said , laughing.

' Hey sit. ' I said , laughing.

' I'm sorry , Lilia. You don't deserve all this. '

' Its okay . Don't be sorry . I owe you , you saved me. ' I said.

' We've been friends for years , me and Muhamad. Even though I'm older than him . And because he told me about you and told me how much he loves you , I'm doing all this. '

' I don't know what to say. He is amazing . I feel blessed to have him. ' I said , looking at him while he is sleeping.

' Sometimes when he talks he is cold. But .. '

' True that but I still love him. ' I interupted him .

' Did you tell him that you love him? ' Ahmad asked.

' No , not really. '

' You should tell him. He loves you , Lilia. ' He said.

' Don't worry. ' I said.

He smiled at me .

' Thank you. For everything , Ahmad. '

' You're always welcome dear. ' He said and left.

*****

I slept again because I was really tired . I opened my eyes and Muhamad was staring at me. I was happy .

' Why are you staring at me ? ' I said , smiling.

' Because you're beautiful . ' He said.

I blushed .

' Ayy your checks look like a tomato. ' He said , laughing .

' Stop it. Don't look at me. ' I said , laughing .

' Why? '

' Because I look like a tomato now. ' I said.

' A beautiful tomato. ' He said.

We kept on staring at eachother without saying a word , and smiling.

' Muhamad? ' I said.

' Yes ? '

' I love you . ' I said.

' I love you too. ' He said , and kissed my forhead .

*****

We got to Ahmad's house after 21 hours of walking . We were really tired .

His daughter was adorable and his wife was flawless. We didn't eat we just wanted to sleep . Besides that it was 2 A.M. There was one extra room so me and Muhamad had to share it . I slept on the bed and he slept on the floor because I'm the girl .

' Awake? ' Muhamad asked.

' Yes. '

' You okay? ' He asked.

' I'm okay. I'm just thinking about Rami. I'm sure he got to the mountains now and he didn't find me there . He'll go to your house . I'm sure Meer told him about us. ' I said.

' I wont go to my house now. I'll go after five days or maybe next week. I told Ahmad and he said that its okay if we stay here. '

' Thats good. ' I said.

' When I go and see my mother I'll tell her about you. '

' You will tell her that I ran away and that you love me and you left the mountains because of me? ' I said.

' And that I want you to be my wife.'

' And will she accept that? ' I asked , I was so happy on the inside.

' She loves you. And so does Mariam and her brother. ' He said .

' I love you . ' I said.

' Sleep now. We'll talk tomorrow . ' He said .

He fell asleep , not me.

I woke up and prayed. Thanked Allah for everything. And for Muhamad. Blessed , I was.

And then I fell asleep with Muhamad on my mind.

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