Chapter Thirteen

Dana and I went to lift the dishes off the table. The guest was with my father, Samer, and Walid in the guest room, while my mother was preparing tea in the kitchen. Because Samer usually sits to my father's left, the guest must have sat to his right, and the chair next to him must have been Walid's chair... "Who was sitting here?" I asked, with some contrived idiocy, and Dana replied magically as she lifted the plates. I mean, I was sitting on the opposite chair, but I didn't notice who was sitting in front of me! I said, "And since I was sitting with them, why can't I see dishes in front of your seat?" Dana raised. She looked at the knives, spoons and thorns that she was collecting, and exclaimed in anger and loathing: "Raghad!" as she moved her hand, threatening to throw the knives at me! I quickly said, "Okay, well, I won't ask more." Who is sitting on this seat... I sat on that seat, took one of the pies from the plate in front of me and began to bite it. She turned to Dana, looking in disapproval: "What are you doing??!" I chewed what was in my mouth very slowly and swallowed it, then said, "I see if the pancakes in this dish are not palatable! But they are delicious! Why didn't he like it?" I want her to order me to leave immediately to survive washing dozens of dishes...I'm tired! Dana was about to yell at me, but our mother came into the room to help us lift the dishes and clean them, so she quickly got up and worked hard, ashamed of her! After I finished this washing lesson, I went to my room tired and complaining. I was worried about the skin on my hands that could not tolerate soap and detergents. I was touching it and feeling dry, so I ran to moisturizers and ointments, and buried my skin under layer after layer of it! I thought to myself, "Oh my God! I'm not good for something like this! How am I going to be a housewife one day? I don't want to lose my freshness!" I don't know if Samer spoke to my father about marriage or not... We all were distracted by Walid's presence from thinking about anything else... I lay on my bed after a while, expecting to fall asleep quickly from exhaustion... Except that Many thoughts took my head as a playground that night and deprived me of sleep...! Until this moment I can still feel something burning inside my eyes... It's Walid's sharp, terrifying look that burned me... I flipped on my bed like a fish turns over while grilling! I was feeling the heat in my body and my bed... so I looked around to make sure that there was no smoke! Why did Walid stare at me like this?? I felt my right hand with my left, as if I was still feeling pain in it. I even imagined its glow and redness... and its heat... It is very long! I still had to raise my head a lot to reach his eyes... and I raised my head towards the ceiling, I think I saw his eyes there! Two hangings completely above my head... I quickly pulled out the blanket and covered my entire head... and stayed like this until the last particles of oxygen ran out from under the blanket, so I pushed it aside, and the cool, fresh air moved to my chest, faintly, but my heat burned him, so he came out hot and let down! I looked back at the ceiling, and imagined Walid's eyes... and his hooked nose! And I imagine him wearing Samer's black glasses that accompanies him whenever he leaves the house, how appropriate they will look for him! I don't know how long it has been since I've been watching silly ideas play excitedly inside my head! I wanted to sleep, but... I looked at the wall clock and saw its two luminous hands pointing at one o'clock at night... It's not my habit or my family's habit of staying up late... Everyone must be falling into a deep sleep now while I'm busy with Walid's eyes! When I saw the clock, I suddenly remembered something, so I quickly sat down: “The clock!” And quickly, I got up from my bed and ran out of the room and ran towards the guest room… I found the door closed, and stood confused… Is there anyone inside?? Especially the kind whose eyes are fixed on the bishop?? I brought my head closer and specifically my ear to the door, intending to listen to any sound that might indicate the presence of someone, although I am sure that my ears are not piercing enough to hear the sound of human breathing as a door and several steps separate me from it! But at least, I did not hear the sound of the air conditioner! I touched the iron door handle, and because it was not cold, I relied on this as conclusive evidence that the air conditioner was not turned on, and therefore no one was inside! I know ! I'm smarter than that, but for this moment I'm going to rely on my stupidity! I slowly and carefully opened the door... and then made sure that no one was there... I lit the lamp and went straight to the place where the watch had fallen after hitting the wall... Behind the big knot... There was a space of no more than two inches separating the seat. I tried to look through this narrow field, but I could not see anything. It is true that my size is small, but my hands are too big to get stuck in this narrow space, trying to extract the clock! “What am I doing now?” I rolled up my arms and got ready... Then I grabbed the big seat and desperately tried to move it forward, but my joints almost came off without this mountain moving as much as an inch! "Oh, please, watch, get out of there!" I wish she could hear me! Why did man not make a watch that walks on legs to this day?? I felt sore in my muscles so I fell on that seat... God damn it! My dear girl will have to stay away from me...wounded and sad and she can't find anyone to console her! I put the seat cushion on my chest and relaxed my muscles... I didn't feel myself... not even the heat that ironed inside before outside and I fell asleep! ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Not for a moment after the fatal news, I was able to rest... lying on my bed for hours.

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