chapter 5

Chapter 5

Al-Qasim sat next to his friend Absal in the men's part. This is how the joys of Palestine are divided into two parts, the harem and the men, so that the harem can rejoice freely without being embarrassed by the men. In front of the house, some horsemen were dancing with horses, and this is a manifestation of their joy.

Time passed quickly, and the groom took a bride and went to their house next to the family's house, not far away. As for Al-Qasim, he returned to his home happy for his friend, whom God had completed his joy.

The next morning.

As usual, Al-Qasim went to the hospital early and started following up the cases, but this day was different because for the first time he started looking for the new doctor with his eyes, but she did not come yet. The medical pant, while she was placing the stethoscope around her neck, was surprised by the entry of al-Qasim, a rebel and shouting angrily.

Al-Qasim: Now you have been honored and attended the hospital. What do you think that you work in one of Britain's cafes, here are human souls, you are not coming to open up, Hanim.

Mary, placing her hand in front of her chest: I'm done, did you look at the watch in your hand?

Al-Qasim looked at the clock and found that it was six in the morning, meaning that it was not late and that he was the one who was at fault, so he ran his hand through his hair with a tense movement and then spoke

Al-Qasim: - Yes, it is six. You should be here at six for ten minutes. There is a waiting process. Hurry up

Al-Qasim rushed out in front of her so as not to give her a chance to respond, so she whispered behind him imitating him:

Maryam went to the operating room, and there he was starting to prepare the operation. She stood next to him, helping him in silence.

After two hours and the process was over I went out on the way. Returning to the office, I met the same girl whom I had met on the social networking site (facebook). I liked to participate in Arab groups on social networking programs due to the lack of Arabs near my place of residence in Britain. One day there was a heated discussion between a girl and One of my colleagues at work was attacking the Arabs and Islam in general, but this girl was discussing him with the argument and the strength of the proof, and another person joined him and I felt that they were attacking her, so I also intervened in the conversation and started attacking my colleague in his weaknesses. Bayan whose account was in the name of (Zahret al-Madaen) was friends and she used to talk to me a lot about Palestine, Jerusalem, Haifa, Jenin and other beautiful Palestinian cities, which made me long to see Palestine. With the convoy, we even agreed to meet, and I only remembered a girl jumping on me.

Bayan had snuck into the hospital so that her father or brother would not see her, to see and welcome Mary, as she was supposed to be at school at this time, but she ran away to come to see Mary, and as soon as she saw her, she jumped on her to embrace her.

Statement: What is this, you are much more beautiful than the picture, girl.

Maryam laughing: You are certainly a statement, and you are also more beautiful and even more quarrelsome.

Statement: Come on, let's go into the room so that my father does not see me, because I ran away from school today to come to you.

Mary: You're crazy, why don't you finish your day and come to the residence after school.

Statement: - Um, but I was anxious to see you and I couldn't wait. Come on come on.

Then they entered a room where one of the patients was sleeping, and they sat down together and whispered a statement

Statement - Tell me how you see Palestine.

Mary: I didn't see her. After that, I go from the hospital to the residence every day, but this lame doctor puts me in his head and calls me to work many times, even at night.

Statement: Who is this doctor and I will have my father or brother review him.

Mary - I don't remember his name, but he is a tall handsome young man with an athletic physique. He is not strong, but rather good.

She didn't finish her words until she was interrupted by a statement: - Um, ummm, after all this, should I go and propose to you?

Mary hit her on the shoulder while she laughed and continued

Maryam: If you had listened to the end, you would have known what I said about Samj, because he is nervous and arrogant.

Then she stood imitating Al-Qasim in his movements and the way he spoke and said / He looks at people from above as if a skilled doctor like him had not been born. dad of anger

Bayan had run away and fell under the bed as Al-Qasim entered, and when Maryam turned to look at Bayan and did not find her, she saw Al-Qasim standing proudly, leaning on the door and looking at her, then as soon as their eyes met, he added

Al-Qasim: By God, by God, you leave your work and talk to yourself like a lunatic.

Mary, realizing that he did not listen to what she was saying, answered / You have nothing to do with me. I finished my work and rested a little. What am I a machine? I do not have the right to rest.

Al-Qasim: And does he who rests stand and talk to himself in a sick room?

And yes, you are my business, as long as you work under my command, and we have another operation, you lunatic

He whispered his last words as he came out and closed the door behind him, so that Mary rolled her feet on the ground from anger, and the sound of the laughter of a statement echoed as she echoed (Father of anger), then she came out from under the bed to see Mary.

Mary: Why did you run away, Bayan, and left me here like crazy?

Bayan and she can't stop laughing and heads for the door / The father of anger is my brother.

Mary opened her mouth in astonishment, and before she could speak, the door opened and Bayan disappeared behind him, and Qasim was shouting angrily

(What should I ask you for a stamp to do, girl, come follow me)

Then he turned and went out, and Maryam followed him as she walked, imitating him from behind, but they passed in front of a door with large mirrors, and Al-Qasim saw her while she was imitating him.

Al-Qasim: Is there anything?

Mary: What are you talking about?

Al-Qasim: Nothing, I just make sure that you do not object to working with me

Mary: It's just a job