Chapter II

Every night I read a short story to my little Raghad before bed. And this is the last night that Raghad sleeps in my room, three years after she came home. Three years of care, pampering and love I gave to my little girl, like any mother or father! She is now 6 years old and we have enrolled her in school this year and she has been very happy! Every day when you come back you tell me dozens of things you saw or learned in school. And every day, after her lunch, I taught her her simple lessons, and she was a good student! After completing the lessons, my little girl takes her coloring book and color box, sits on her bed and begins to color quietly, almost quietly! "Walid color with me!" "And Led color with me!" This time I noticed her sharp voice, I looked at her and smiled! I used to color with her a lot in this notebook or something else! And she's happily flying when she watches me while I'm coloring! Kids...just kids! “Okay,” I said, and I was about to get up from my bed and go to her, but she quickly jumped out, her notebook and her color box, and landed on my bed in two seconds! She started, as usual, by choosing for me the page you want me to color. It was a drawing of a little girl carrying a schoolbag! "Baby... why don't you color this one? She looks like you!" I told her, and she smiled and turned over her notebook in search of something. Then she said: "There is no boy like you! I'll draw you!" She grabbed the pen and took (draw me) in one The pages ... How funny the drawing was, and I noticed that it drew a long line down the nose! “What is that??” “A mustache!” “What!? But I don’t have a mustache!” “When you grow up like my dad you will have such a long mustache because you are tall!” I laughed as much as she did! My height has increased significantly lately, and it looks like I'm going to be taller than my dad! We then colored the two pictures (the little Raghad, and Walid the long mustache)! Who would have expected... that these two pictures would live with us... all that life...??? When it got dark, I moved Raghad's bed and other things to her new room. And how small and adjacent to my room . The little girl was so pleased that she had her own room like Dana and Dana could no longer (lent) her as she had always done. The relationship between these two girls was bad! For me, I was sad about this event... I want the little girl to stay with me and under my care more than that... It means a lot to me... My mother and I finished arranging things in the room, and Raghad helps us. Then my mother said, "Now, Raghad...you have a private room! Take good care of it!" We turned towards Dana, with eyes of anger. She does not leave an opportunity to harass Raghad, but she takes advantage of it. “But I am not alone, and I will not feel fear because Walid is close to me.” “But Walid is not your mother, nor your father, nor your brother! So you are alone.” This time my mother reprimanded Dana violently and ordered her to leave. I wanted to slap this vile girl, but I didn't want to complicate the matter further. I realize that things are getting worse between Dana and Raghad, and I don't know if the situation will change as soon as you grow up... I thought it was over in time, but it wasn't over... While I was in my sleep, I heard a voice that woke me up in terror. ... When I opened my eyes I saw the silhouette of someone standing next to me ... It was very dark and I was between sleep and awake ... Suddenly I woke up and my eardrums were able to pick up and distinguish the sound ... It was Raghad! I got up, and lit the lamp next door, and through its light, I caught a glimpse of tears streaming down the little girl's cheek... I extended my hand and felt her little face, and I was wet with tears... "Raghad! What's wrong with you, my dear?" Strong and sad crying cries... I haven't seen these precious tears for a long time... How can I see her in this condition?? "Raghad...Tell me what happened? Did you have a bad dream?" He did not give me a mother or a father? Is it true that this is not my home? Where is my house then I want to have a large and beautiful room like Dana’s room? I encircled the little girl in my arms and made her wipe her head and her tears and calm her condition. I did not imagine that such questions would be She spins in the head of a little girl at the age of six... She never mentioned anything like this to me before despite her endless chatter when she starts... "My little Raghad! What is this! Who told you that?" "Dana always says This...she doesn't love me...nobody loves me." I was pissed off at my naughty sister, tomorrow I'm going to scold her violently. Trying to calm the distressed little girl, I said, "Raghad, my sweet... Forget about Dana. She doesn't know what to say. I will stop her at her own pace. My father and mother are your father and your mother." She interrupted me: "Not right! Someone loves me.” “What about me, I’m Walid? Don’t I love you? Consider me your mother and father and everything.” Raghad stopped crying and looked at me a little, then said, “But you don’t have a moustache!” She laughed! This small girl ideas are extremely simple and spontaneous ! As for her, she smiled and wiped her tears... I said, "When I'm a little older, I'll have two mustaches as long as I painted! Did I forget!?" She smiled more and said, "Will you buy me a big house with a big and beautiful room that belongs to me?" I laughed again... and said: "Yes, sure! And you will become the mistress of the house!" The little girl smiled contentedly and hugged me with pleasure: "I love you so much, Walid!

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