Chapter twenty-six

- She was a beautiful and tender roar That beside, That thin heels that you wear,

Certainly, the popular areas, the streets in which are not neatly paved, was holding Jihan's hand when she met her and said to her:

_ Hadeer

As if she was a lifeboat, she was held in her hand, and Jihan said, Isn't that so

She told her, yes

Hadeer clung to Jihan's hand and walked beside her. Everyone in the street, especially the two of them, looked at Hadeer until she reached the house. She was looking at her, or out of awe, because she would see Samir, his mother, and the house in which he lived.

Mohab left the factory early, went to his house, and sat reminiscing in order to renew his hatred for Tamara, and her father, because he felt towards her the strange love that Tamara had, her eyes were like his mother's eyes, and when his mother united him, she was her aunt, so he called the house of his mother's uncle, in which his brother's pillars now live.

- Mohab dialed the number, and soon he heard a bell, then he heard the voice of his mother's uncle.

_ And he says peace be upon you in his voice, which is laden with kindness and sincerity. He devoted his years of life to his father and his grandfather to his father.

- Mohab spoke as if his voice was trembling with joy and emotion. He had not heard the voice of that good man for months. He said:

- Peace be upon you, grandfather.

- The great Sheikh replied to him, and peace be upon you, my son. I miss you. I haven't listened to you for several months, but Arkan tells me about the long conversations between you two.

Mohab replied, saying:

Yes, my grandfather, he also tells me that your health is fine now, after you were complaining, the liver. I thank God that this medicine has paid off, and I have completely recovered.

By the grace of God Almighty.

- His grandfather replied to him: And he says, Praise be to God, I want to talk to you, my son. Can you come to us at any time?

Mohab: I can't, grandpa. I'm preparing for my wedding now.

Grandfather: I will give you advice, my son. You have inherited from your father and grandfather, Hajj Abd al-Moneim al-Tahan, kindness, magnanimity, and chivalry, but also more compassion.

Your father was an example of those qualities, as was his father, may God have mercy on him, and you inherited that from them.

As for your brother, my son, he inherited the distress, cruelty, and hardness of heart from his maternal grandfather. Yes, my son, he inherited the hardness of Noman Al-Minshawi's heart. I ask God to leave this enmity and what you heard of revenge. Sherif is dead now, and you should know that his father was the one who planned all of that. Sharif is a student at the Faculty of Pharmacy, but his father was the mastermind behind all this, and Sharif was not with them, so you have pity on the condition of your cousin, for she is your honor, my son.

Mohab only felt the beating of his heart, and his hand was trembling slightly. Is it the compassion that the grandfather said about? Yes, he began to feel compassion and love inside him for her. It is God's gift to him after many years, but his mind, which was filled with words about revenge, for many years, rejects the weakness of his heart.

He said to his grandfather: She is my honor, my grandfather, and that is why I will marry her. I will not neglect her, but I have recovered all the money that was stolen from us.

In order to end the call, he said to his grandfather: Are Arkan at home?

- The grandfather replied with his helplessness: And say no, my son. He even left here that small phone that he puts in his pocket.

Mohab: I will call him at another time, Grandpa. Peace be upon you.

He did not wait for his grandfather to return the greeting, but quickly hung up the phone.

And he sat on that chair, opposite the picture of his father and grandfather, that old picture that was among the papers, which his father gave to his mother and put it on her chest, which he was able to restore and enlarge, and put it in front of him so that when his heart yearned, he would look at the picture and recall the past memories.

Jihan grabbed Hadeer's hand and walked with it, in front of all the people on the street, who were looking at her as if she were from another world, given the luxury of her clothes.

And when Jihan arrived, in front of the door of their apartment, she was anticipating her brother's reaction, and indeed Samir did not wait much, so after Jihan left, and went down to attend Hadeer, he stood in the balcony watching, what would happen?

And praise be to his Lord, that he could not come down; In order for Hadeer to attend himself, because indeed all the people in the street were looking at her, as if they were watching a movie star, although these are her normal clothes that she wears to work daily, but of course they were expensive clothes, even that expensive jewelry, and classy at the same time What she wears, makes her the center of attention of everyone present.

Samir hurried to open the door, and found him roaring standing with sparks flying from his eyes, so she grabbed Jihan's hand and did not want to enter, so Jihan said to her:

_ Go ahead, she was holding it with her right hand and with her left hand she was removing her brother from the door, so she brought him inside with her hands, she walked away from him as she entered,

His mother was sitting with a smile on her face, and looking at that beautiful girl, looking at her and not finding anything in her, why was Samir standing in the balcony, as if she wanted to embrace her and

She said: I heard a word about you.

Samir had forgotten the Koshari sauce on the stove, so he entered quickly and left them saying:

I forgot to eat, it's much more important than you.

Jihan closed the door and stood next to the table looking at her. As for her, she sat next to Samir's mother, who was looking at Malia, patting her hands and laughing to reassure her.

Hader looked at her, saying: I was really honored to know you years ago, and I want to get to know Samir's mother. She brought you this box, opened her bag that she was carrying, and took out a box of Ferrero Rocher chocolates.

I heard Jihan say WOW!

Hader looked at her in shame, and said: This is a simple thing, because I did not have the opportunity to go out to buy something, I came from work after I asked permission, and I came to reassure the argument

Sameer's voice was coming from inside, it was as if

The kitchen clutters and cracks from anger.

She came here to see how this poor man lives.

Jihan sat next to her, laughing at what her brother was doing, and today she did not go to Mustafa or be reassured

on him .

The doorbell rang, and Samir ran out saying:

I bet this time, it will be Emad Al-Ghalis.

Hader laughed in a low voice but he heard it.

When the door opened, Mustafa was carrying his sister, but when he saw Samir, he pulled back in fear of him.

The mother felt the terror of the orphan child, so she called out to him:

Come Mustafa, do not be afraid that Cihan is waiting for you.

Jihan stood up and opened her hands, as if a mother was going to embrace her young

So he closed. Samir al-Bab kept looking at this scene

And he is surprised!

Mustafa entered the apartment, and Sidra cried with joy, and she said while looking at Jihan: Mama!

Jihan almost cried from the impact, as whoever watches the situation will already think that she is their mother, but her age is the one who says otherwise.

He could not speak, so he turned his back and said:

We'll all eat together, I'll put the food on the plates.

Jihan embraced the two children.

_ Jihan; I am very sorry that I could not come today. My mother is sick and I had to sit with her. Little Mustafa looked at her mother and said, "You are safe."

Umm Samir said to him: Come, Mustafa!

And she embraced and kissed him, while Sidra was clinging to Jihan's bosom. Hadeer was looking at that scene while she was completely silent.

But as she sat with them, she felt a strange familiarity that she had not felt before.

Although her mother is the source of tenderness, the mother of

Samir has something different, she is the kind and the effects together, she knows that she struggled for her children, until Samir grew up and wanted to relieve his mother from the expenses of his sister and brother.

Jihan looked at Mustafa, and said to him while she was carrying a Sidra tree and doing it: Come, Mustafa, with me to my room.

So she left to her room with the little boy and girl, so Samir's mother looked at Hadeer, and said to her, "Thank you very much because you came today. I did not expect you to come to visit me. I had hoped to see you for a long time."