Chapter 20

Finding Nadeem's farm was not easy... I spent quite a bit of time searching, especially as I came to this city for the first time. The northern city is an agricultural city in which fields and farms abound, and it has beautiful landscapes that delight the concerned soul and expel sadness from it... It was late when I finally arrived at Nadeem's farm after helping some. I was very tired, for I had not slept a single moment since I got up yesterday morning... Nor had I rested for a minute since I saw the two traitors embracing in front of me... Besides this, my stomach was not merciful to my condition and tormented me severely all these hours. The area of ​​the farm was small, Surrounded by a fence, and with many fruit trees... I parked my car aside and went through the big open gate... I was walking slowly and watching what was around me, and I saw a small house at the end of it. As I was walking towards the house, I saw a woman standing at the trees, and next to her were several wooden boxes full of fruits. The lady was picking the fruits and putting them in those boxes. She was wearing a wide robe and wrapped her head in a long scarf... She slowly approached the lady and let out a strong whimper to get her attention. The lady turned towards me and looked at me questioningly, and at first glance I expected that she was a foreign woman, in her forties. I said: “Excuse me, madam, I am looking for Mr. Nadim Wajih’s farm and his family.” The lady said: “Who are you??” I answered: “I am an old friend of his, my name is Walid Shaker.” The lady’s face rejoiced, and she said: “You are Nadim’s friend? I said: “Yes… In fact, I was a colleague of him in…” And he was silent for a moment, then continued: “In prison…” Signs of interest appeared on the lady’s face and she started staring at me, so I was ashamed and lowered my eyes. .. She said: “I am Nadim’s wife… Do you really know him?” “Yes, madam, and he is the one who pointed me to you.” She said: “And where is he now? Is he still in prison?” I was dumbfounded when I heard this question and raised I looked at her and found her almost piercing me with her strong, very concerned and anxious looks... She repeated in fear: "Is he still in prison?" Nadim was killed years ago! Didn't they tell his family about that?? How should I answer this lady now?? The lady raised her hand to her chest as if expecting bad news. I read it in my eyes... I ran away with my eyes... towards several things... but in the end I came back to face her anxious looks... and said in a sad tone: "God's survival." The lady panicked. ...and her pupils opened wide and her mouth exploded...then she hit her chest...and her head...and screamed: "Wow!" I wanted to... apologize for reporting such a tragic news... and But I couldn't find the right words... as I was distracted by the situation of the grieving lady... Suddenly... the lady staggered and fell to the ground! I approached her and said in a strong, frightened voice: "Madam!" And it seemed to me that she had lost consciousness... I called again in vain... I was confused and didn't know what to do... I looked left and right and I couldn't find anyone, and I called out at the top of my voice. "Does anyone hear me? Help me..." And I didn't hear or see any response... There was apparently no one on the farm but this lady... I ran quickly towards that house calling out: "Is anyone here? Please help me." I stood in front of the house again, then stormed it! I was calling and begging... The doors of the house were open... Suddenly a voice came from behind one of the doors: "Who's there??" With such force that it nearly cracked the wall that it hit, and a golden meteor shot out from inside! “Mom!” cried the blond girl who had appeared and ran like lightning outward as I…followed her…we came to the lady’s place, and the girl started screaming and screaming in terror… “Mom… mom… my answer Ali, please…” I slumped to her side trying to wake her up. I stood dumbfounded, lost of will and thought… The girl started calling in a strong voice: “Uncle… Come quickly.” I looked around and didn’t see anyone… The girl got up The blonde quickly ran away, calling "Uncle... Hurry up" Oh my God... Is the lady dead?? I am the one who caused her death... What do I do now?? A moment when I felt a strong desire to run away... but my legs didn't help me... Now the blond girl appeared, holding the hand of an old blond man, forcing him to run, and he couldn't handle it... And finally they came to us... In The same moment the woman started to open her eyes... The girl came quickly to help her mother sit down and said in panic: "Mom... what happened to you??" The lady looked tired and collapsed, put her head on her daughter's chest and closed her eyes.. The girl now looked for the first time at me! “Who are you? What happened?” I got confused and started stuttering.... The old man approached the lady and said, “Linda! What happened to you??” The girl said, “We must take her to the infirmary, Uncle, come on quickly.” And the two of them helped support her... The old man said: "The car is in the back!" The girl said: "Oh no!" Then I stepped in and said: "Can I help? I have a car parked outside... Close by." The old man looked at me, It was as if he was paying attention to my presence only now, and said: “Who are you?” I said: “I am … ​​Walid Shaker … Nadim’s friend.” The girl looked at me with interest, but her mother groaned, so the girl neglected her looks at me and called: “Mom.” ...Hold on, please..." I said, "Come with me..." The others did not hesitate too much, but walked right behind me... The lady was put in the car, and the old man sat next to me, then the girl went quickly and came back through Seconds, and she sat next to her mother in the back seats. The old man guided me to the nearest clinic of the farm, and there the lady was treated and the necessary action was taken... The events took place at an amazing speed, I don't even remember the rest of the details! The doctor said:

I was in my car on my way to the small apartment I had rented, and I paid a good sum for it, despite my limited money which is dwindling by the day. I searched hard for a job in this town, and every time I came across an advertisement for a vacancy in the newspapers, I took the initiative to call, even though I did not meet any of the required conditions... Seven days had passed since I arrived in this town, which is a short period of course, but I I was bored and lonely... and thought of returning to Nadeem's farm! I feel that Nadim's people are my family... and they have a right that I have to do... and I have to fulfill it... so, I left the apartment, I went to them... the next day. When I arrived, Nadim's daughter was the first I met... The girl was sitting among a group of wooden boxes, busy fixing her fractures with hammers and nails! You greeted me, but you did not hear me, so I saluted in a loud voice, so she noticed me ... The girl threw the hammer aside and got up and said: "Welcome, gentleman..." I looked down and said: "How are you?" Praise be to God. What? About you?” “I’m fine, madam… Is Uncle Elias there?” “My uncle went to get some things… He will be back soon… Go ahead.” She wanted me to follow her home, but I said: “I will wait for Uncle… If that doesn't bother you?" She said, "It's okay, you're welcome... I'll tell my mother about your introduction." And I ran home... I made myself contemplate the line of broken boxes waiting for her turn in the casting! It is a hard task that is not suitable for women! is not it ?? A little while later, the lady mother came with her daughter, welcoming me warmly, as if she had known me for a long time! I was ashamed of it, but it seemed to be a familiar situation for this strange family! I said while looking towards the boxes: “He let me handle it.” Of course the two women objected, but I said: “Uncle Elias returns.” Although it was the first time that I used the hammer and nails, I had mastered the work! In fact, I was ashamed of myself...I am unemployed loitering in the cities and streets, while a young girl in her twenties is mending broken wooden crates, picking fruits, carrying heavy boxes, ploughing, planting and so on.. Really shameful! After a while Uncle Elias arrived and as soon as he saw me he ran towards me wanting to take the hammer from me... I said: "Hello, good uncle! Don't worry... It's a job that makes me very happy!" The welcome of the others, and completed with words of thanks and a torrent of invitations and wishes! I finished my work within an hour... Everyone showered me with endless words of thanks... Then I felt like a person of value and importance and ability to work and benefit others... After the months of vain, unemployment and distraction I had spent... The old man said: "He gave you May God give you strength and health, my son, I hope that you have succeeded in finding a job that suits you?” I said: “Not yet!” He said: “Then?” I said: “Can I… find a job with you in exchange for food and shelter only, Until I find a suitable job?” It has been six weeks since I broke into the world of agriculture and became a farmer! Something I never dreamed or imagined until it crossed my mind... I dreamed of becoming an important businessman... Like my friend Saif... Every morning, I plowed the land, sowed the seeds, picked the fruits and cleaned The farm, repair all the broken boxes... Water pipes, twigs! And before noon I go to sell the fruits of the day in the fruit market, and when I come back I continue to work in this or that thing ... almost continuous work until sunset ... My three meals I took either with Uncle Elias or in the side room that was allotted to me, outside The house... Although it was hard work, I was very pleased with it and even found myself lost in it... and attached to my new family as she attached to me... As for my health, I improved a lot with the improvement of my psychology, and the pains almost disappeared and I gained several pounds of weight! And best of all... I almost quit smoking! Today I received a call from my father telling me that he and my mother are going to perform Hajj the day after tomorrow, and they want to see me...something that requires me to go home against my will...something, albeit difficult, that I have to bear in order to see them...night Only one and then leave that house and it! This was my thinking before my father said: “Because Samer cannot take a vacation because he booked his vacation after our return for the sake of marriage, you must stay here until we return!” That's my father... I'll come just to greet you..." He said: "And who is left to take care of the house and the two girls then??" Me?? Shall I go back to take care of that traitor again, and live with her the days of her preparation for the wedding?? Only three weeks left from that fateful date! I would rather travel to Mars or Jupiter than go back to it... and watch a bride bid farewell to her celibacy! “I can’t… Dad…” “In a situation like this… I have no choice but to postpone my Hajj for next year!” “Oh no, Dad… So long as you are both determined… trust in God!” “And the two girls Should I leave them alone at home? Impossible of course “Many things seem very impossible, but when you are put in the face of the current, you find yourself compelled to carry them out against your nose, whether straight or hooked! In short, I gave in... and agreed to go back to Hell... I was arranging my things in the trunk of my car when Uncle came with Miss Arwa, Nadim's daughter, and they stood watching me... The uncle said: "We are sad to leave you... Please... That you come back to us again, because your presence meant a lot to me.” I smiled at him with joy, and said: “Of course I will return, uncle, God willing… As soon as my parents return from Hajj until I meet you again…

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