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The novel by Dr. Nissa (Othman and Raghad), Chapter Twenty 20, written by Farida Al-Halwani

The novel by Dr. Nissa (Othman and Raghad), the twentieth part

The novel by Dr. Nissa (Othman and Raghad), part twenty

Dr. Nissa’s novel (Othman and Raghad), episode twentieth

The next day, everyone noticed that Hajj Iffat did not appear around… until breakfast time, she was not present with them.
And when Narges asked her, she said…I can’t help but feel sleepy and have to break my fast when I wake up.
Othman carefully: Does that mean your mother is tired or what? She’s not usually sleepy at all
Narges: No, she’s not tired, brother…she seems upset, nothing has happened since her diary, she’s a contributor, and she doesn’t want to talk, and someone will continue.
Othman snorted at them and said: Her Hajj… to his maid is not easy… My soul lies with Raghad and I will go out and look at her.
While he was on his way to his mother’s ward, he greeted him
She stood in front of him, looking at him angrily, and he said: Good, my uncle’s wife…there is something wrong with you
Greetings: There is a lot in me, my son…but I won’t tell you anything more than that.
He looked at her suspiciously and said: Fine…go to me
A careless greeting: I don’t like the situation you’re in…
He began to show signs of anger as he said decisively: “My uncle passed by….there is something between me and your house that concerns us….she complained about you.”
Greetings: No… you don’t have to complain… I’m looking forward to everything… since the beginning, you haven’t been married to her and you’ve been neglecting her… even after what happened, you’re still stuck in the slave girl.
She looked at him maliciously and continued: As soon as she found out about her uncle, she should have divorced her uncle….How do you know that she is not like her?
Here he could not bear to hear another word…she not only accuses him of neglecting his daughter…but also questions his prosperity…the purest of God’s creation…as he says inside him.
Othman angrily: I insulted him and I don’t want to hear a word from you….You told him what this conversation means.
An arrogant greeting: Yes, I called him….
He interrupted her by shouting: “It’s okay…not a word…if your daughter complains about you…that’s something else…but I will never say a word to my pure wife.”
If she had been alone in her place, she would have been so fed up with the world and she would not have been able to bear all that
Instead of putting it in our Russian regiment…we will talk about it
Listen… just think about bringing her story to any crippled person… I will bury you in your land… I will listen to him.
Narjis and Aisha came as a result of his shouting.
The latter asked with reverence: What is good, O Lord?
He looked at her with reproach and then said: Don’t tell me that you are complaining about your mother towards me…and I don’t like your life with me.
She looked at him in shock and said, defending herself: Wow, who came to confirm that? She looked at her mother and said with suppressed anger: I complained about you, Mom… that I brought my husband’s biography… why did he confirm that?
Greetings: You don’t have to complain…I am your mother and I know how you are
Aisha: Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo thank to my Lords, I thank God and thank Him.
You have never done anything to me in your life…and you came to treat me as best as ever
And Raghad, I considered her my sister…and there was nothing I could do for her other than love
Othman left them without saying a word
Narcissus looked angrily at his greeting and said: Don’t scratch my house, it’s forbidden for you
Why are you interfering? Our colleges are keen on what my brother is doing. Why is he being so mean, my uncle’s wife?
Greetings: My wife wants her best interest, and your brother is ashamed of his duty…if his conscience allows him to treat my wife well…tomorrow you will lick a calf and let him divorce her.
Aisha screamed through her tears of sadness: Shame on you, mother… neglect me in my situation.
My man is beautiful and considerate of God in me… and he does not treat me… and he is neither the first nor the last person to marry his wife… and I am the one who has justice
Whoever you go around will leave me alone… There was a night in my bed once upon a time… He neglected the thing that I ransomed with her soul and came to me to find a solution that would satisfy me.
What more do we need than that…and the victorious girl…we are supposed to remove it from our heads and our colleges
If it were not for her, the time of blood would be useless….and if it were not for your response, my time would be a widow in the days of evil
Inside the Al-Ubaida brigades…sadness and anger dominated the atmosphere
Just as there are those trying to calm the situation down…there are also those trying to set it on fire
Ensaf with hatred: I don’t believe you… Raghad came, she was the definition of this immoral place and she came upon us… but she was not as easy as she said.
Shadia angrily: By God, there is no one who is easier than you…instead of being sad about your betrayal and what you endured, go around and confirm it.
Ansaf with malice: You are not a partner with her…. Surely your experience has exhausted this and you have taken care of us.
Auntie put our clothes on…I see everyone is looking at her while you are sitting, as if you are not with us.
Younes angrily: I told your sister to be honest…if you had told us, this would not have happened
Before she could respond, defending her situation, her father preceded her and said wisely: If she had gone, it would have been one time and not a dragon of your semen would be buried in his chest, my son.
What your sister did is right
Younes: Well, we were exposed. What are we going to do?
Wahdan: No one knows the reason for what happened, brother… Everyone thinks that it is a problem between Raghad and her husband, and we are angry about it.
From God, Samir the dog is the one who started the fire
Fairness with deceit: Oh, this is like a man who broke his crotch for the servants…. How can you neglect the Sohagiya, taking our cousin when we don’t know him yet?
And do not neglect the second immoral woman, neglect her before them without washing your shame
Her father angrily: It’s enough for you to blow on the fire, you hermit eater….nobody is good for him with a whole animal…I’ll dissolve it with a calf.
His brother sadly: What will we do with magic, brother?
Abdul Hakim: She is supposed to be killed…that is her only solution…but enough blood is enough…
Wahdan: What are you going to do, father?
Abdul Hakim: Whoever is good will be glorified by God, my son
Shadia sadly: I want to go to my sister, my father… We went around neglecting them for two days… and the most important enemy… brought me and consumed me for her.
Her father responded to her with relief: “Her husband has surrounded her with loved ones. I mean, my girl… I went around for a while and we went to check on her on the phone.”
Ansaf Baghal: What does this conversation mean, boy? I mean, you won’t let him divorce her
After he kissed her forehead, he sat next to her and said with a tenderness that contradicted his inner anger: What’s wrong with you, Doctor? Why are you keeping him alone?
She looked at him sadly, then cried against her will and said: I am helpless, my son… I feel broken.
He responded to her eagerly: “No, don’t worry about wandering around, make sure, Mama… Dante is a stake… he never lived, nor was he the one who could break you.”
Affat cried: “Your brother broke me and broke me, my son… May God have mercy on him and forgive him.”
I’m going crazy…how he can make our colleges laugh at us…how he’s so cruel to him…he doesn’t think about his family…he doesn’t think about his son
Rahim, Chalabi…he will still be written with a name other than his mother…what will he do when he grows up?
Othman: Rest assured, mother, that I will be freed from this… What is the matter? I would have been freed without anyone realizing it… had it not been for the son of a dog who exposed the world and set it on fire.
Effat: What are you going to do to him, my son? Discipline him and take your Hajj from him. But don’t get your hands dirty with his blood. That’s enough for us, my son.
Othman wisely: Rest assured, Hajja… Everything will be solved, God willing, without a single drop of blood… You are healthy, mother… It is enough for us.
After being reassured about his mother and her, he turned to the prosperity of this world and the afterlife, as he says… he missed her to the point of damnation.
Since the early morning, he has been busy with her… arranging what he intends to do in order to complete his life in peace… and also follow up on some of the work that has accumulated on him.
This is enough…he needs a dose of her love to recharge his energy again
He entered the room and found her sitting on the bed as he had left her, and Narcissus accompanying her as he had instructed
He smiled tenderly, then said: How are you? The wound is too heavy for you. You are in need and hungry
She looked at him with hidden reproach and said: No, Zaina, thank God
He looked at his sister and said rudely: “Go, look at yourself, Narcissus.” She looked at him in shock, and he continued coldly: “I will change the wound.”
She headed towards the door and said angrily: O bitterness, O Narcissus… curl up all day long, O Narjiss… Get outside, O Narjiss… O bitter, overflowing bitterness, O Narjiss… With the last word, she closed the door in anger.
He did not pay much attention to her, but rather turned to her eagerly… He cupped her face and looked at her with eyes shining with love, then said: The crazy woman does not know that her brother is in love with you… and there is nothing wrong with the lover.
She looked at him with reproach, then said: And the lover will neglect his beloved all day…how is that?
He kissed her lips and deposited his longing for her in her, then he separated her and said: They are angry with me and you are talking to Zain.
I miss you, Raghdi…what do you think, O slave girl…Glory be to Him who is patient with me until you are satisfied.
She looked at him with love and said: And I miss you too, Othman…
Should he let his beloved miss him…no, by God…so let him infuse her with some of his longing for her…and quench the thirst of her longing for him…even if it is through some wild kisses
But many of them did not extinguish their fire…but rather ignited it more and more
He painstakingly moved away from her, then placed his forehead on hers and said with pure love: “Your nest is the one that irrigated my barren land… He made it throw up flowers and vegetables that were not the first to last.”
I don’t want to stay away from you… I want to stay with you day and night… If I could take you away from the whole world… you and I would still be alone
But be patient, bring me and go… her embrace will compensate you… her presence will help you… the view is inside, I mean, it will make you forget the worries of the world
She touched his rough chin and said: I don’t know how to walk around… She took his hand, then placed it on top of her palate and continued: But tell Zain that you feel my insides…
And you are the light of my eyes that I see with… May God grant you a blessing in my life and bless me with a good successor from you.
He smiled sweetly after that invitation that made him feel so happy… he even imagined his children from it.
He touched her hair and said: I wish I could look like you… you take the blackness of your night… and the light of your full moon to the light of my darkness.
I will call it embers…night embers that light up my life
She laughed kindly and then said: Wow, I wanted a bit and I also chose her name
He kissed her superficially, then said, “You, in particular, do not want a boy from you….I will be jealous of you with their sperm.”
He wants us to suppress evil and you should do your homework. Your back will destroy all of its components, just his intention
She looked at him in astonishment, then a joyful laugh broke out from her, as she said among herself: “Yes, I will call someone who will sell it and I will save them their kidneys. It’s nice, I’m sure.”
He looked at her angrily, then said: You will show your disgrace to me, you bitch of worship…in a moment…and I am unaware of it…
He was biting her lips with his teeth as a punishment for her not appreciating his crazy jealousy over her
And wow…she didn’t scream or suffer…but rather she treated him with a frenzy that inflamed his senses and made him want more.
But whatever he feels…and whatever his desire for her is, he does not know how he will control it
Her comfort remains the most important thing to him… He quickly kissed her and then got up from his seat
He ran towards the toilet, saying angrily and furiously: “It is not good for you, you are a drag.” He followed his statement by turning on the water tap and put his head down to calm down a little.
She laughed lovingly at his lack of control over himself with her…and her heart overflowed with joy after she found him depriving himself of what he wanted for her sake…just
He let her rest a little after giving her a dose of the medicine that made her sleep deeply
He sat inside his office smoking a cigar while thinking deeply… Everything that happened must be ended without losses
He will not open the door of blood again. He will not let her sacrifices be in vain. She is his precious one. The prosperity of this world and the hereafter. He will not break a word to her.
He kept thinking wisely… and keeping all possibilities and solutions in mind… taking into account every big and small thing
In the end… he picked up his phone and called someone who would confront him with his wisdom and sound mind.
Abdul Hakim responded quickly when he found the doctor’s name lighting up his phone screen
He said stoically: I knew you wouldn’t turn against me, you son of principles
He smiled calmly, then said without shame or ambiguity: I didn’t miss you, Hajj… for the sake of her eyes
Despite his certainty of his love for his daughter… he wanted to hear her frankly so that he could rest forever
He asked him quietly: I liked it, Doctor
He replied without a trace of thought or arrogance: I will die in the dirt you are stepping on…. I didn’t know that Leah brought this inside me except when she came inside her.
The earth could not contain his joy… He did not imagine this frank response, which was confirmed by the tone of his voice that dripped with love.
Abdul Hakim: May God keep you in each other’s lives, my son, and let no devil enter between you…and bless you with good offspring, safe and sound.
Othman prayed: Oh God, Amen, Lord of the worlds
the important
I want to cut up the new notebooks, Hajj… enough until I confirm that
Abdul Hakim: And I am with you and my son
Othman: Perfect… You and Umm Muhammad have honored me… She is checking on Raghad… and I am sitting with you… I will go around and think about it… and see if it is useful or not.
He continued forcefully: I could have acted on my own…but I took your place in Boy’s place, may God have mercy on him….tell me how your goat was with him…and I fell in love with: And you are my dearest father too.
I don’t want to upset her or break her mind, even at the expense of myself
Abdul Hakim: You live, my son…for an hour and we will be with you…
Once he and his daughter arrived after he categorically refused to take anyone with them…despite the objection of his children and his brother who wanted to attend that session.
Through which he will know the fate of his daughter…no matter what she does, she will remain his daughter and the most beloved of his children, but it was spoiled by his affection for her.
Shadia went up eagerly to see her daughter and reassure her
As for her father, he went with Othman, who also refused to have anyone with him
He closed the office room door on them
They sat together on the sofa
They both looked at each other, then Othman began the conversation, saying decisively: …….

He follows….

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