الخميس، 15 مارس 2018

Short narratives


                                The face of my brother! 3
                                the third part
                                    By
                        Ahmed Abdel Latif El Naggar
                                 Adeeb Arabi

I told him that his sister Alkbari Suad gave it to him. I did not believe him and asked my sister, so she assured me that she bought it for him in installments from her salary when she noticed that he did not have an hour. Do not dare to ask me !!
But I also did not relax my mind and I doubted that she was defending him for her kindness to him. He ordered him to choose either to work in the shop or to cut off his relationship with this old friend, and he went silent, broken, because I told him that in front of the shop workers, and I trusted many customers and merchants from my neighbors. So stubborn and promised to the house in the evening, I did not find him and when I asked him knew that he traveled to Damietta to look for work and that borrowed money from his aunt, and I felt pain in my heart, but I
I pretended to be insulted and said out loud: in a shrewd!
I went back to the house at noon and Abdel Mohsen sat with my wife, my mother and my sisters around him and he was happy with him, and he got up confused when he came back to my house. He saw me, and the devil suddenly entwined me and made me feel ashamed of him and entered my room. My wife came behind me, and I cried out in her face. Abdel Mohsen sat for a few minutes, then asked for permission and left.
From my wife I knew that he was working at an importer for spare parts. I have been dealing with him for many years. He lives in a room in a popular neighborhood and this importer loves him and trusts in his trust and sends him to customs to redeem some of his work.
The mouse played in my game and I was afraid to put me in embarrassment with Haj Abdul Sattar. I called him and asked him about him. He said to me that he was born Sakra, and his face was acceptable and whenever I sent him on a mission that God pleased with his hands.
And God, my friend, I felt her watch with pride and jealousy together!
However, with the logic of the merchants, I made sure to assure Haj Abdul Sattar that I was not responsible for any of his actions. The man interrupted me and refused to listen to me. The call ended and my brother Abdel Mohsen came to Cairo once a month and continued to ignore him. But I insisted that all my conditions be fulfilled and that he stay away from his friends who are keen to visit them whenever he comes from Damietta and those who visit him there.
Two years later, my mother told me that Abdel Mohsin was associated with a salesgirl in the shop of Haj Abdul Sattar, that he wanted her sermon and asked for permission. I asked about the details, made sure that she was inappropriate and that her family level was very modest. I told my mother that your son wanted to bring me new shame. He did when he worked with one of those I deal with, and he could marry a better family than he is. He is the son of good people and refused to agree with determination!
A few days later, a letter came to me asking him to forgive him, saying that he did not know his father and asked me to attend his sermon. I answered him and came two weeks later and visited me in the shop. I did not receive him well, but he sat down with me and asked me, I shook my head to not !!
He stopped and before he left, he asked me to let his mother and sisters come, so that he would not appear in front of the family of his fiancée without people. Then he shook my head again and refused.
I cried for a long time I did not respond to her and announced my refusal to go to my sisters, Vbkin and I pity him to be alone on the day of his speech, I retreat, so installed stubbornness and threatened to go from them to Damietta boycotted,
My wife came to Damietta to give him the girl he had chosen for his heart, on behalf of my mother and to strike so that I was his head in the wall because God did not please me. Injustice, and because I said her injustice is small and large and I do not want to turn back my injustice!
 
 The fourth part after a few minutes, God willing
AHMED ALNAGAR

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