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The novel by Dr. Nessa (Othman and Raghad), Chapter Twenty-One 21, written by Farida Al-Halawani

The novel by Dr. Nissa (Othman and Raghad), Part Twenty-One

The novel by Dr. Nissa (Othman and Raghad), Part Twenty-One

Dr. Nissa’s novel (Othman and Raghad), episode twenty-one

The greatest thing God gives us is wisdom…and forgiveness when He is able
Why don’t we give up some of our legitimate rights…in order to put the heart and mind of those we love at ease
Compromise is not always weakness… Rather, it is the height of strength when you forgive and concede… and you are able to set the world on fire with its impact.
And this is what the doctor did… He would not think about his undoubted ability to take revenge
Rather, he preferred to end all of this with his own hands, so that he could calm his whistle first…and make everyone live in peace
He sat with the man who was his equal in wisdom, and said with much befitting discretion: It is enough for me to confirm it, Hajj.
I don’t want us to remain in enmity for the rest of our lives… I have you… and may God bless me with a good successor from her.
They don’t want to go out and hug their uncle
Nor does she feel that she is cut from a tree, even though she has a family and dignity
Abdul Hakim, with joy and admiration at his speech: “The eye of the calf, my son… and Adam Goulette said this, there must be something going on in your brain.”
Othman: Arrange what the calf will move, Hajj
Abdul Hakim: Julie, me and you
Othman: I found something that was thrown away in the warehouse from her diary… it is necessary for you… I could have picked it up without anyone knowing… but I brought it to you until you have it.
You are free to do so…leave her alone…I have absolved her of her sin…but Leah has one thing to do.
Abdul Hakim: What’s wrong with you, my son? What do you want from her, and I’ll take care of it
Othman: Despite everything she has done, we cannot deny that she is the widow of my brother, may God have mercy on him…and the mother of his son.
All she wants is for her to give up her Hajj and leave her inheritance to her son…and the guardianship over him will be his.
And she forgets that she had a child in the first place…my brother’s son, his mother died while giving birth to him
Other than that, I don’t want anything from her
Abdel Hakim: Your speech is good, my son… and I didn’t think that it would take a lot of your semen… what you did is enough.
Othman, with his manliness: This is the Hajj of our Lord… You will ask about it on the Day of Judgment… despite the enmity between you and someone… It is necessary for you to perform Hajj for him on the Day of Judgment.
Abdul Hakim: Okay, my son… you are sure that you will change the birth certificate… and the boy will grow up and know that she is his mother.
Othman Bham: I thought and thought a lot about this story…I could only find one solution, and may God forgive me for it.
Abdul Hakim looked at him with interest and continued: If only the boy was written in her name, the secret would be revealed no matter how long it took
Shame on you… I came to a dead woman… bring a sister to come to me
Hadeela Gershin told him and said that the name of his sister was written in the valley…. The testimony belongs to God.
The man refused to take Jerash…he was carrying something beautiful for me and my father, may God have mercy on him…and I trust him…even he didn’t ask who he wanted or why.
Abdel Hakim: Well, God gives thanks
Othman continued: We will tell the country that my brother was alone in possession of Egypt and she died while giving birth to the boy.
And the assets concealed their insides so that they were not the reason for opening the tar
And you learned by chance that the boy was not her son, so what happened happened a few days ago.
And he wants to confirm that we solved it without scandals and my brother’s secret is buried with him…this is on my part…the one who is coming is on you, it is your business.
Abdel-Hakim: And I guarantee you that no one from me will leave except what we have stumbled upon.
As for this dog, I won’t get my hands dirty with her blood….she will live as a servant inside the house…and her sleep will be in the basement. I have to confirm that I honored her as well.
Othman: Okay…whatever comforts you…Naji is coming to see your nephew
This one in particular, I can’t forgive anyone who did it
He looked at him hard and continued with a veiled command: He cannot live happily ever after what he has done.
I don’t guarantee myself if I brought him in the street, I can shoot him with two bullets and get rid of him.
Her face was not the one that caused me pain… He gritted his teeth and then Baghal continued: All I will see is her face… my wife who was in my hands and her blood was flowing.
Abdel Hakim: Your Hajj, my son… I am not here. I went around after your tour… You made it with a calf… and I am Ali Al-Baji.
He looked at him and continued with joking malice after his mind was at ease: I will keep him away from the country as it is and forbid him to step on his feet…even so that my daughter can visit her father and family at her convenience.
The flames of jealousy rose from his brown eyes and he said with a new insolence for him: Her house is open to everyone
If anyone wants to check on her, come and we will put a group of Russians in the group…but my wife will not keep her scent coming in the middle of the Gulf.
Loud laughter erupted from that venerable sheikh…he really couldn’t control his mood
One of them said to him: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatti) to take care of you
He replied to him with his manliness: She is afraid for him when she cries, how is it, how is the war with her husband? I don’t ask about it….but I… his eyes sparkled with love as he continued: He put the crown on my head with her.
My wife is a queen… have you ever seen a queen walking in the middle of the bay… and she does not live in a high tower that no one should run towards?
He couldn’t find anything to say…it was enough for his eyes to shine with joy and pride for this man whom God had blessed his daughter with.
He not only compensated her for what she suffered…but made her a queen on the throne of his heart…Congratulations to you, my spoiled little girl.
From now on, you will enjoy a luxurious life like your name…in fact, you will receive pampering that will make you brighter and more enthusiastic about life…you deserve all that and more.
Inside his suite, Shadia was sitting with her sister, accompanied by Aisha and Narges
The atmosphere was full of fun, along with some women’s conversations…
Shadia: You’re crazy, girl… Where are you going to attack me… The doctor wanted to shoot us with two bullets and he didn’t have anything to do with him.
Raghad stubbornly: Wow… why did he come back?
Aisha is sensible: Your wound is still fresh, my sister. The move is wrong for you… Surely Othman will go to your place… He is too hasty to come and walk away without seeing you and checking on you.
Narcissus: It seems that she misses the carpenter and him…let him bring the clay and put it on you, you sad one.
She was terrified inside when she imagined her reaction if she moved from her bed
But she refused to show it
She said with arrogance to Dhaif: That’s it… I don’t know what’s going on, my shoulder hurts like this… It means that I can’t move on my own, and I’m not even afraid of it.
The three of them laughed at her…but they suddenly fell silent when she looked at Aisha, who was laughing with pure intent at her.
She said with love and regret for something she had no hand in: Live…. I looked at her with interest, thinking she wanted something.
But she was surprised when she heard her say with eyes shining with tears: “I am here for you, my sister.”
Aisha Batiba: Why, Dhanaya… Nothing happened between us
Raghad: No.. It is my duty to love you very much, everyone…. I don’t want to marry Othman or respect you for harming him.
And no, I could have done everything that happened… and instead of feeling sorry for my blood and treating you well… no, I was sure about you
She cried with remorse as she continued: But I stabbed the one who had been hit on the head…. Since so much had happened to me, I began to attack everyone.
I am afraid that someone will come to me again…or I will be in pain again…what I saw and lived through was not easy
What did you do, you are so cruel?
The first time I fell ill…you came with me, how did you miss me?
By God, Aisha, I have never said a bad word about your Hajj or even thought about saying it to you.
On the contrary, he used to respond well to your biography….I didn’t tell you to understand what was inside me…or to express it correctly.
She cried hard as she continued with embarrassment: If I had tried to stay away from him, I would have neglected you and gotten out of your life.
But…he was angry with me and I couldn’t help it
Aisha hugged her tenderly and said wisely, despite her crying, affected by what she heard
She kissed the top of her head and said: It’s enough for you to cry… Zain told him that it’s not up to you… Who do you know about Othman and don’t like him…
My Lord knows that I have nothing wrong with you… I pushed her away and then continued: I am going to change your semen for the first time.
I wanted to bite you hard with my teeth… but when you got tired… I brought my pain on you.
I thought hastily… but these are our customs… I went around on my own, girl. I mean, you will be better than the wives of the Messenger, may the best prayers and peace be upon him.
He has a share…and as long as God has given her the share, what can I be that I am so opposed to the will of our Lord?
I promised myself that I would treat you in a way that pleases God…and I will grow proud of the small movements that you will make.
But after what I knew…and what happened to you…and you concluded that you ransom my man with your soul
It made me feel that you are my sister, Souh, and no matter what happens to you, I will never be sad. Keep going…you have grown up in my eyes and in the eyes of everyone, you bitch of slaves.
And I am coming to you for their sake, and our Lord is a martyr and guardian of me…You are my sister to whom I wish all the best…and I do not have an ounce of hatred or hatred inside me for you.
And not even my feelings for you…let us live in secret calm…the world is not worthy of sorrow and grief…and everyone is satisfied with his share for the most part, may God be pleased with him.
Inside Saraya Al-Ubaida… he met with his family members after he returned from that visit, which bore the desired results and more.
He told them about his agreement with his daughter’s cardiologist, and after he finished, he looked at his brother and said: I think he confirmed that he brought you. May the one who dies with you rest in peace.
I see the jewel inside your eyes, brother, and you are waiting for it to come
Tell me that she is your most precious child…but what made you crazy about her is what brought us to where we are now.
We thank God that Othman turned out to be a man and a son of upright origins…and helped us manage our shame that would have broken our steadfastness for the rest of our lives.
He looked at everyone and continued: As for the second dog…it is forbidden by our country, its family, and its people
He takes a proof from his heirs… Is there one of you who calculates his share, how much he takes, takes his share, and is jealous of those who congratulate him?
The satanic plant must be uprooted from the earth, a mountain that will not be destroyed by its roots
Would the doctor leave that inn easily before taking even a little revenge on him?
No, God will not be able to
While Abdul Hakim, his son Younis, and two others were escorted to his place of detention
As soon as he saw him sitting on the ground in one of the corners… he couldn’t help himself
He quickly went to him, then pulled him out of his dirty clothes…and with all the hatred and other things he was carrying, he continued to punch him without pity or mercy.
One of the men almost approached to save the one from whom he was screaming in pain… but the sheikh’s sticks stretched out in front of him
She prevented him from advancing and then said: If one of us had come in his place, he would have been killed…let him spread his money.
They waited a little while…but the loving doctor was not satisfied and did not feel his condition as Samir lost consciousness in his hands
Yunus came forward, accompanied by the two men… They grabbed him from behind forcefully, with the first one saying: Enough, my uncle’s valley… He assured him that his soul would come into your hand.
He replied between his angry gasps: If I could, I could have purged his soul and rid him of his filth…but I fulfilled a promise to your father.
I am jealous of my life instead of being able to finish it
The two men picked him up, then took him outside and put him inside their car
Abdul Hakim ordered them when he said: Take him to the secrets….
They pushed him outside in hunger…and they starved him until we did not return
Accompanied by the two, Othman headed to the place where this vile woman was being held
Which they found in a deplorable condition
They looked at her with contempt, which she did not care about. Rather, she said in horror: Okay…you will kill me
She crawled on her knees towards her uncle in a scene of extreme humiliation and humiliation
She grabbed his foot and almost kissed it, but a mule kicked her
She did not care, but said pleadingly: I love your man, uncle…don’t make me angry
I will live as a servant to you, but I don’t want to die
Yunus confided in her, then said angrily: This is your gym, you licentious woman…kiss the two men
And this is your place…you will live as a servant…but not for us…for the beasts
For the rest of your life, you will remain among the beasts. You have no place among the soldiers
I looked at him with incomprehension, so he continued: Son of assets, forgive me
We will not stain our hands with your impure blood
She was about to thank him with joy, but he continued: You will go ahead and give up your inheritance to your husband…and give up your son to someone else who has basically left him to you.
He leaned over to her, pulling her by her disheveled hair, then continued with a threat: “Just think about bringing them their biography… and no one will know that he is your son.”
“I will make you wish for death and do not prolong it, Hamila.” He followed his statement by throwing her violently, causing her to hit her head on the hard ground.
All of this did not matter to her… Rather, she thought that everything that was said was just a weak punishment that would take its time and end
She immediately agreed to everything that was said…in fact, she signed all the papers that were placed in her hands without a trace of refusal
Save her life from the clutches of death…and then do whatever she wants…that’s what she thought
He finished everything…He returned to the squadrons late at night
He turned to her with an anxious heart…laden with the worries of the world…that would not rest except within her warm embrace
Enter the room quietly…close the door slowly
He turned to her, looking at her with eyes pleading with her to understand him without speaking
Although she was surprised by his suspicious calmness, she respected his silence and preferred to wait for him to speak what he wanted, whenever he wanted.
He lay across from her. He placed his head on her chest. He wrapped his arms around her waist tightly
Then he said in a whisper filled with love and need: Hold me, Raghad… comfort my pain… my brother died today… and only

He follows….

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