Thoughts of Dalal: Part 3
Dalal went to her room crying, lamenting her fortune, wondering what her mother did, as she did not expect an end like this for her story with Ahmed. She never imagined that her mother would stand in front of her choice someday, but unfortunately this is what happened and she has no trick.
Dalal paid a dearly price for her love. She never crossed her boundaries with her lover, as she preserved her chastity and her family’s upbringing of her. That is why she suffers from disappointment, she spent the night thinking and her tears did not leave her, the phone is in her hands, but she cannot call him or even justify what happened, no She can stand up to her mother, she cannot stand before her, and to stand up to her. Love sometimes calls for honor. It requires sacrifice, but Dalal does not have enough courage, so she chose to remain silent and not risk losing her mother, as she knows very well that the choice between Ahmed and her mother requires a great sacrifice and it also requires sacrifice for all family members. The time refers to four in the morning. He did not blink for a delicate eyelid. She thought her father was preparing for the morning prayer, but the sound was coming from the living room Mother: Rest assured, I said so that the matter is over, there is no need to worry, bye Dalal froze in her place, and wondered a lot about whether the issue was related to her. She decided to go to her mother and force her to explain everything, but soon her sister Samia caught her and prevented her from recklessness Samia: Come here, crazy. What do you think you are doing? This will only help a slap in the face for you to get back from this Turkish series that you live in. Do not hesitate. Stop crying. Dalal: Leave me, she has to explain everything. Why is it interfering with my life and spoiling it. She has no right to my hand, even if my mother, any mother, this mother is happy for the joy of her children and grieves for their grief. As for what you do but my hand and the separation between me and the one I love, so that she refuses to give me a reason to reject him suddenly, and now at four in the morning I hear her whisper on the phone as if she is planning something, let me go to take off my spine Samia: Dalal, listen to me and use your mind once. You will never explain anything. Enough of nonsense Dalal: Ok, talk Samia: I think that my mother planned everything from the beginning, so you must wait so that in order to understand what is going on, did you not notice that she did not interfere with anything last night ?? And this is not the nature of my mother, whom I know, can not speak about the dowry or other details She must be hiding something from the start, so wait a moment to understand what is going on
Thoughts of Dalal: Part 4
Dalal: I sat near the bed and teared her not stopping. Samia: Stop crying Dalal, don’t do this, don’t cry, as I am not a little girl Dalal: What kind of douche you are talking about. Your mother killed everything beautiful inside me. I am dead. I no longer want to live Samia: Stop all this nonsense. I’ll sleep a little. Go to sleep. It’s morning Dalal: Okay, Nami The time refers to ten in the morning. Ahmed woke up, heading to the living room, drinking a cup of tea and reading the morning newspaper. Ahmed did not give any importance to Dalal’s words. He thought she was kidding and wanted to make him crazy. He did not imagine that she was serious about her words, so he picked up the phone to check on her condition Ahmed: Good morning my love, how is my love? Why don’t you answer the phone? Dalal: Ahmed, did you not understand what was going on? I decided to separate from you, and I told you this yesterday. Why are you calling now? Ahmed: Stop joking, prepare quickly. We meet in half an hour. I would like to see my fiancée first so that my mood improves and secondly because I miss you girl Dalal: enough; I am not joking and I am not in a good mood until I am joking Please do not call me again. The subject is over. Accept this. Please do not make the subject more difficult for us, and I am not with your fiancée (I closed the phone in Ahmed’s face) He was shocked by what was happening and from Dalal’s reaction yesterday, she was happy, and he asked for her hand, her family agreed, and the date of the book books was set. He kept thinking a lot about whether his mother had offended her in some way because there was no reason for her to separate. Ahmed: What is going on? I do not understand anything (he hit his palm on the table and exploded in anger after he thought that all this was a joke) In the meantime Um Ahmed came to him. Mother: Ahmed, what is going on, son? Why do you talk to yourself like crazy? What do I see that you are angry? Ahmed: Good morning, mom. Nothing. I don’t think it matters Mother: How is nothing? Did you not see your face in the mirror? I am a mother and you cannot hide anything from me because I feel that there is something wrong with me. What are you hiding from me? Ahmed: Do not worry, mom. I told you there is nothing. I would just like to ask you about something. Did something happen between you and Dalal yesterday ?? Mother: So the problem is Dalal. I was sure of that. No, nothing happened between us. On the contrary, I liked it a lot and liked her kindness. It seems that she is a very polite girl. But was she the one who told you that a problem happened between us ?? What is going on, son, you preoccupied my mind Ahmed: (lowered his head and his eyes were filled with sadness, and he went outside) Mother: Ahmed Ahmed Wait, don’t go, son, answer me (No response, Ahmed went out and left his mother confused) She went to her daughter’s room, Zainab, the younger sister of Ahmad.) Mother: Wake up, stop sleeping, Zainab Zainab: Leave me to sleep, mom. It’s still early. I have a long day at university Mother: (I removed the cover from her) I said to stop sleeping, wake up Zainab: Ooooof, why are you doing this, mom, even sleeping in this house is forbidden Mother: Stop the chatter and listen to me that your brother was angry and asked me something about his fiancée, I think they quarrel Zainab: Oh dear mother, how curious you are, and what do we have with this ?? Mother: Oh my God, with whom I speak, what is this coldness? I tell you that your brother has a problem with his fiancée, whom we asked for her hand for the thu. This is not a normal thing. Are you aware of the importance of the matter Zainab: I realize only one thing is that you spoiled my sleep because of trivialities that never matter to me. I am with my brother and his fiancée. I have really gone crazy, mom. Close the door and let me continue my sleep.
