The destiny

I had taken courses to develop skills in school subjects, when I was in senior year in high school 2010..

Once up on a time, I went to the course as usual by myself, it was not far away from home, so I didn't use a car to go there, while I was walking I had noticed someone stalking me in his car, I turned to look if someone I know, but I didn't recognize him, when we had eye contact, he tried to say something I tried to read his lips, but I didn't,he repeated it so many times till I got it
"please turn to the right street" he said those words by his body language and his face expressions.

I was a little bit shocking,and wondering "Is he really trying to talk to me
I mean he is super handsome, he is tall, so white with black beard and dark hair, and has a small green eyes,
Also I am not ugly, I am tall, skinny, most of compliment that I heard say, I am look like Spanish girls, There was one thing common between us, we have small eyes"

Before I arrived to the course, I turned to the right street, and I begun walking slowly, until he reached me, and gave me his number in piece of paper, I took it, and ran back to the center before anyone catches us together .

I could not focus in the class, when I read what he wrote in the paper " hi I just meet you, and that is crazy, this is my number so call me maybe, and he wrote down his number" I smiled because he wrote part of my favorite song and it replayed so many times in my mind, I shake that thought out as soon as it pops into my head and tired to focus on what wrote in the whiteboard.

This is how the story begun...

When I went back home, I called him, we start our chat in general things, and he told me how much pretty I am, I felt like he was talking about someone else not me, I am not super pretty, but you know I liked when he described me in respectful, wonderful way, he let me feel like I am angle, or treasure.
We had been talking every single day, hours and hours, I had never felt bored.
I felt like I am in a movie, I am the princess, and he was my prince.
up to one day in the middle of the night, I woke up when I heard my phone was ringing,
I received text from my prince, I was extremely happy to know what the massage's context, I opened it, and I wished I didn't...
" I swear of Allah, I never know someone like you, you are the best thing happened to me in my whole life, I know I am going to hurt you, you are still young, I don't want to make your life up and down, please if you really love me, focus on your study, I don't want to bother you anymore, I know you won't understand me now, but one day you will... please don't try to call me, I loved you, and I will do till I die"

I was shocked, I cried and cried till I became cry holic, and pathetic...
I decided to not trust on boys, and I should stay in my space, far away from all this mess.

In the present 2014 after 5 years, I was browsing on my Facebook account, I got massage from a stranger, we are start chatting, he told me deeb things about me, like he knows me from ages, and then I figured it out "ooooh maybe he is my Prince"....
And yeah he is.
He told me, he was looking for me, and he everyday drove to my house, and he was waiting there hours and hours, just to know if I am fine, and he told me
"I texted you that night to keep you save during perilous time, I did not want to break you heart, because I am player, heart breaker, or whatever you called, but now I come back to swear to you, I quite from all of these messes, and I am really sorry, I am asking you to marry me ?"

I could not believe what he texted me, my hands were shaking, and my stomach turned off, and was hurting me.

10 mins later I replied
"I won't believe you until you introduce me to your family."

After two days his family came to our house to meet each other, I could nt imagine one day I will sit down beside his mother, it was like dream for me.
Now I get what his text meant, I lived two weeks like I am princess again, I could not believe he is going to be my fiancé.

Thursday in the evening, I texted him
" good evening, I have news, my dad want to meet you"

I waited to his response, but he didn't, I got feelings like he don't want to marry me anymore, he will hurt me again, I didn't want to call him, or begging him to not leave me again.
In the next day I couldn't handle all of these thoughts and questions that were running in my mind, so I called him, but no one answered even he didn't call back, I made up my mind and called his sister just to know if he is fine.

She answered my call...
I dropped the phone, I couldn't say goodbye.

This time he left me forever, he passed away, he had an accident while he drove back home on Thursday in the evening.

The last thing he posted in Facebook "thank Allah for guiding me to the right path, I am going to marry my princess"
3/7/2014