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Inas's Story

Name: Inas's Story
Author: Dr. Eyad Qunaibi

January 17, 2023

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Inas (A Story)

Dr. Iyad Qunaybi

Introduction

This story is for those seeking benefit with enjoyment... it is realistic with deep lessons, many experiences, and numerous observations. The brothers whom I have shown it to agreed that the excitement increases as the story progresses, to the point that it "hooks" you at the end and makes it difficult for you to put it down before finishing it. It is not confined to a specific age, but we estimate that it is suitable for ages starting from twelve or thirteen and above...

I wanted it to be a novel that the reader reads alone, or that the father or mother reads with their children in the form of daily doses, so that the family gathers around something beneficial and entertaining, then they can discuss its situations and benefits, and the parent can simplify the concepts for the younger children.

I divided it into 26 chapters, each requiring an average of 15 minutes of reading.

Note: The names mentioned in the story are for illustrative purposes only and are not intended to refer to specific individuals if there is a similarity in names, nor is it intended to criticize a particular trade. All the practices and behaviors described are committed by many people.

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Dr. Iyad Qunaybi

"Where do I begin?"

Einas (1)

"Sadeq, I am on my way to pick you up to receive your brother Ashraf... Our joy today is twofold: you succeeded in your exams, and Ashraf's ordeal, which lasted three years, has ended..."
"Aaaah! Three years, how many events and twists it had... more than my entire past life! Here I see the gray in my head, and yet I was born only a few months ago!

How will I receive Ashraf? I must be very careful not to scare him off!

I will not blame him for the shame he caused me, but I will compensate him for the affection and care I withheld from him throughout the past years...

How will I influence him to choose the right path between a luxurious wing in his grandfather's palace and a shared room in a modest apartment?

How will I help him to set his compass and raise his aspirations, so that he does not fall into what he fell into before?

A young man of twenty-one... at my age when I entered the wrong race track!.. How will I convince him not to enter the same track and not to repeat his father's mistake?

How will I advise my eighteen-year-old son Sadeq so that he is not taken by his success in the general secondary exam and enters the wrong race track himself?!

Direct advice does not work with these young people... So I will tell them stories... stories?! Einas's favorite hobby... reading stories on the couch next to the living room library in the house where we lived for years, me and their mother Hanan...

Hanan?!... Do I pity you or get angry?! You have debts with me in the currency of feelings... you loved me and gave me the opportunity... and lately, your looks at me as you implore me... Should I be content with saving myself or should I reach out to you?

With what story will I tell my son?... With what story... with what story... Why don't I tell them... with my story?! My story with them being my children?!

Yes, they lived with me but did not live! They saw the endings of my story but did not see its beginning... Will I tell them the events of forty-five years that I lived?!

Yes, I will summarize them in hours with their rapid events, great benefits, with their pains and hopes... but will I be honest with them as I was honest with Einas when I told her about my predicament?!

Yes, I will confide in them... I will present to my son the essence of my experiences to be like a "vaccine" that gives them immunity so that they do not wander for decades of their lives in the wilderness.. I will tell them how a person achieves everything he wishes for and does not achieve it at the same time!

I will tell them about the tax of digging long for the treasure in the wrong place!

I will tell them about drowning in quicksand, the torment of luxury, and drinking seawater!

I will tell them about my father who sowed a seed in my heart that did not grow and did not see its fruit for many years, but it did not die!

I will tell them about my mother who deeply wounded me for many years until the good news came to me...

I will tell them about my uncle Amjad who was separated from me only by my mother's room, and yet he was between me and him in the world of the spirit for light years!

I will tell them about the piece of paper that I searched for eagerly in my mother's room, in her drawers... under her pillow... under her bed and in every corner of the room...

And about the similar search journey after 23 years!

I will tell them about my first sacrifice and his three words that terrified me, then his message after many years...

I will tell them about the call I cut off repeatedly from my brother Said, then I wished I had not done it!

I will tell them about the cunning that wears the cloak of wisdom, the deception of the self, and dealing with the awakening of the spirit as if it is a matter that can be postponed with the intention of summoning it one day!

I will tell them about the meaning of not being able to leave what you are used to even though you no longer enjoy it but it hurts you and you know it!

I will tell them about the false neutrality... how a person numbs himself that he did not participate in the harm even though he can prevent it... but he does not because he is satisfied with the results!

I will tell them about the courage of a girl who decided to defy her parents and did not accept for herself to be part of their "decoration"!

I will tell them about the day I wished the sun would not set even though it was not a beautiful day!

I will tell them about the horror of shackles that you put on your own neck!

I will tell them with all this... but... will I bear the pain of all this?! And will Ashraf and Sadeq bear it with me?

I have to bear it, for the end of my story is not sad... and its twists are the labor of a new birth... where do I begin the story with my son?

Perhaps from a snapshot of an ordinary day thirty-five years ago that represents my personality and the personalities of my father, mother, and brothers.... a day when I was ten years old... a day I woke up to the voice of my father "Abu Al-Saeed":

"Get up, my son! Get up, Samir... it's 7:30, you will be late for the school bus... no religion nor worldly life. You did not pray Fajr present nor did you break your fast with us nor did you present yourself to school."

My father... the kind-hearted nervous man, owner of the grocery store "Al-Usra" in which he toiled long to spend on us and to spare himself and his family from shedding the water of their faces in seeking help from people in the difficult economic conditions that the country went through...

A day I heard my mother "Umm Al-Saeed's" conversation with my father:

"Not like this, Abu Al-Saeed!"

My kind mother who married my father when she was in the prime of her youth, endured his financial situation in their early years, and was faithful to him, kind to us.

A day I woke up to the smell of eggs fried with municipal lard and tea with mint from the remains of breakfast... so I got up heavily after staying up late to the middle of the night on the tablet that I hid from my parents...

To see my older brother Said, sixteen years old, neatly dressed, watering the house plants...

And to see Tala, the delicate fifteen-year-old girl, holding her favorite book "Understand Yourself" and looking at my father as he "scolds me"... moving her eyebrows and pursing her lips and shaking her head as if telling him:

"You're wrong, Dad, wrong... all these are negative messages that accumulate in Samir's mind," and such expressions that we saw as "philosophizing on us" from her excessive reading in psychology and education books.

Then I sit at the table to eat what is left, in my pajamas and with messy hair, so my father scolds me:

"A thousand times I told you to wash your hands before you eat"... so I head towards the kitchen sink...

I see Asim, twelve years old, washing the dishes with my mother, and she says to him - and she deliberately makes me hear:

"Finish, Asim, may God be pleased with you, it is enough that you surprised us by preparing breakfast... come, Tala, help me, enough reading, let Asim prepare himself for school"...

I approach the sink, as if no one is on it, so Asim looks at me with displeasure, and I look at him as he puts on the medical earphones for the hearing problem he suffers from... he gestures to me with his eyes that: "At least it's on Mom"!

"May God bless you, Mama"... and I return to the table to eat...

I finish my food... I head to my room shared with Amjad, "the last of the cluster" in our house, eight years old, looking for his scattered books and notebooks and hoping that Tala will help him search for them so that the teacher does not scold him, especially since he intends to do the problem of the day and "scribble" on his friend Ahmed's book as Ahmed scribbled on his book yesterday, and he wants to win the teacher to his side in advance by arranging his papers and books...

Saeed, Tala, and Asim go to their school by car with my younger uncle "Suhayb".

Our school bus comes for me and Amjad... Amjad goes out to it and I delay... the bus fills the heat with noise from the sound of the horn as it happens often, then I get out while putting my shirt in my pants and my bag open and my shoelaces untied and my hair messy...

Hahaha! Memories of our house in the Saraya neighborhood.... which replaced its simple houses with tall buildings, offices, and commercial shops...

I will start with my sons with these memories, then I will fold the stages for them and shorten the time distances to stand with them at the joints of my life and through them"...

Sadeq got into the car and broke his father's silence...

We will leave them to greet Ashraf and return to where we left Samir in his story, going back five years when Samir was fifteen years old...

Abu al-Said grew older and was afflicted with heart muscle weakness, so he was no longer able to run the grocery store alone... He tried hiring someone to help him in the grocery store, but he did not find anyone suitable, especially with Abu al-Said's irritability and his inability to tolerate employees' mistakes.

Saeed was about to enter his fourth year of studying civil engineering... While Asim, at seventeen, was ambitious and dreamed of studying hearing aid design and excelling in this art to help those like him... He returned from school one day and saw his father panting, putting his hand on his head with obvious distress:

"What's wrong, Dad?"
"Nothing... Lift the box, son, on this shelf"

Abu al-Said had tried to lift it, but it was too heavy for his weak heart, so it fell from him..

The sight affected Asim... And two sides tugged at him: his dream of success in designing hearing aids on the one hand, and his desire to ease his father's burden on the other. And after a few days, he informed his father of his decision to stop pursuing his studies to support him in the grocery store. Abu al-Said tried to dissuade him from that so that he would continue his studies, but Asim insisted, and Abu al-Said was actually happy about that because he really needed support in the grocery store.

Asim made a difference in the "Al-Usra" grocery store, bringing a new atmosphere... And although customers sometimes needed to raise their voices for Asim to hear them, his good treatment and kind smile made them prefer to visit it over others.

As for Tala, she entered the "Psychology" specialization at the university, but she did not find in it what she was looking for in understanding the human mind and knowing the factors of its tranquility. And her discussion with her colleagues, who were older than her, made her feel that the coming years would not be much better. So she left university studies and continued reading and attending specialized courses in education and mental health with enthusiasm and interest.

Amjad is now thirteen years old, and the features of his personality, influenced by his older sister and friend at the same time, Tala, began to form... And he set a goal for himself to be a doctor, so he worked hard in his studies and readings that helped him achieve his goal, and at the same time, he visited the grocery store to help his father and Asim.

Where is Samir in all of this? His father spent a lot on him in private schools to no avail.. So he decided to transfer him this year to a less expensive school... Samir objected, especially since he felt comfortable with his friends at his school.

It was a moment of clarity for Abu al-Said... So he said in a calm tone:

"Son, you go to school for entertainment, and I am tired of the school fees, all in vain."
"I promise you, Dad, that I will be more serious... Give me a chance."
"I have given you many chances and threatened you before with the transfer, and every time you promise and fail."
"Last chance, Dad... Believe me this time I will change."

Abu al-Said pitied his son, so he kept him in his school but with conditions:

"Okay, it's forbidden after five in the evening to hold any mobile or electronic device, and you have to study first and foremost. And the most important thing is that you maintain your prayers."
"Okay, I agree."

Samir improved after that, and he adhered to his prayers and actually approached his studies, but he soon returned to neglecting his studies...

This angered his father.. So his mother intervened and asked Tala to talk to Samir...

Samir reclined in his chair and put one leg over the other, saying:

"Why do you bother me about school? Asim left school, and you left university... By God, you are both happy."
"Our issue is not school and university, Samir... Our issue is that you be serious in what you are doing, that you have a project that you work on.. Asim helps Dad... I learn and teach... What is your project? If you left school and learned something useful, you would not be like this."
"I am fifteen and you want me to have a project?!"
"Of course! But it should have been before this..."

The discussion went on, and Samir turned it into humor and evasion...

At the end of the year, Abu al-Said decided to take Samir out of school, and he began looking for a trade that would qualify him to earn a living...

But Samir was not serious in anything he turned to!

He left learning carpentry because the carpenter exhausted him...

Then he left working in a restaurant belonging to a friend of Abu al-Said because the employees sometimes asked him to clean the floor...

Then he left learning from his cousin the mechanic because the shop had "bad smells"...

Then he left the web design course because he found it "complicated"...

Then he left the mobile phone repair course because the center that offered the course was far away and the transportation was tiring....

In the end, Abu al-Said decided not to tire his already tired heart more than that, so he gave up, raised his hand from Samir, and no longer ordered him, forbade him, or guided him, except with occasional angry outbursts...

Five years passed... Saeed had graduated, worked in an engineering company, got married, and was blessed with a son (Abdul Rahman) and a daughter (Layn). He is now twenty-six years old... Loved, skilled in his work, and has authority despite his humility....

Tala, twenty-five years old, is married to her cousin and has two children, "Aisha" and "Mahmoud"... She has become a well-known name in the world of education and mental health courses at her young age. Her life with her husband witnessed some setbacks as he is quick-tempered... And she could not, with what she was given of psychological sciences, change his character much... But over time, she understood him more and more...

Asim, his father's support, expanded the grocery store and increased its varieties. He is now twenty-two years old, and he has engaged to the daughter of his father's friend, the welder. The strange thing is that Asim started smoking two years ago, despite avoiding - like his father - smoking in the grocery store out of concern for halal sustenance, and he says:

"Although I am wrong, I will not watch others make mistakes."

And it is repeated that he cancels the debts of some of his needy customers.

As for Amjad, eighteen years old, he entered the Faculty of Medicine with a scholarship for his excellence, and he made his main concern, if not the only one, to excel in the job market that witnesses some unemployment and low wages in many specialties, including medicine.

During a visit by Tala to the family home:

"Come sit with us, Amjad. I missed you"
"Two minutes, I will finish these pages"
"This is the second time you postpone me... We will see these two minutes!"

After a few minutes:

"Here?! The two minutes have passed and more... I will leave soon"
"Believe me, Tala, I will read the topic completely to understand it... Give me two minutes"
"Amjad, you need to balance... Do not be single-minded... Give everyone their due"

Amjad stood up and sat with the family, even though his mind was in the physiology book!

What about Samir? Samir is now twenty years old, and he has no job, no certificate, no craft he excels in, no knowledge he has learned, and he is not ready for marriage and building a family. Even his prayers, he has returned to shortening them, praying one day and leaving days... He works in the grocery store with his father and brother intermittently, then asks his father for some money afterward, which he spends with his friends on their trips and wanderings... He looks for quick money from selling - over the internet - some old clothes or used items that he gets from his family or relatives... And he remains unemployed from both religion and the world for days... And his today is the day he lives for.

The father of the boys, "Abu al-Said," had reached the age of sixty-two... His illness worsened and he was repeatedly admitted to the hospital. So he asked Asim to hurry up with the marriage so that he could witness his wedding and so that the events would not take away the joy of the awaited day.

What happened to Abu al-Said?

And how did that affect Samir?

And how did Samir's scattering begin to focus in one direction?

And was it the right direction?

Let us follow.

"Bridging the Gap"

Inas (2)

Assim married in the presence of his father... and it was a joyous occasion for the family, including Abu Al-Saeed, who had always supported his son Assim and sacrificed his own ambitions to stand by him... His face was radiant, holding back tears of joy as he saw his son Assim as a groom...

Three weeks after Assim's wedding, Abu Al-Saeed passed away.

He died, leaving behind a good memory and tongues that praised him.

Interestingly, Samir, despite everything, was not less sad and affected than his brothers by their father's death. Samir had been dependent on his father like a child, so after his death, he felt a strong longing for his father, who had always tolerated his foolishness and tried to help him pave his way without success! He even missed his father's scolding and reprimanding...

Although his father's death was expected, it was a shock to Samir... it made him come out of his stupor a little... he became more regular in his prayers and was sometimes seen sitting in a corner of the mosque reading the Quran...

There was some estrangement between him and his mother, as he had often responded coldly when she advised him and tried to wake him from his stupor. After his father's death, Samir began to pay attention to her:

"I lost my father... my mother is still alive"

He began to try to get closer to her, although he found it difficult. But he felt his need for her and her need to comfort herself after her husband's death, so he improved his dealings with his mother, and he began to hug and kiss her when he entered the house, reluctantly and hesitantly, as he was not used to showing affection to her.

But something began to bother Samir!

In the week following Abu Al-Saeed's death, his sons gathered almost daily at their mother's house to comfort her and ease her loneliness after losing her husband... and their topics began to return to their daily lives, talking in front of Samir with words like:

"How's the grocery store, Assim?"
"Alhamdulillah... I spoke to our neighbor Abu Ahmad to rent his warehouse and add it to the grocery store to expand it. What about you, Said?"
"After a break, a new project came to our office, Alhamdulillah: designing a bridge on the Flowers Roundabout"

And Amjad talks to Tala:

"How did your students react in the child-rearing courses?"
"It's as beautiful as it can be, Subhan Allah! Some of them tell me: Your lectures hurt us on one hand, because we realize that we practiced child-rearing without a basis, but on the other hand, we now understand ourselves more, not to mention our children, and we enjoy applying what we learn from you, and we even think about having children again to start with our new children a healthy beginning.... What about you, 'Beast of Medicine'? Haven't you gotten tired of reading?"
"If I get tired, I open videos of physiology and anatomy... from medicine to medicine, I don't enjoy anything else!"
"May Allah conceal your immersion in this"

Samir heard these conversations and thought:

"What is this?!... Everyone is successful... Everyone has their own projects... Except me!" Their words fell on him like whips! Their success provoked him and made him feel inferior!

Sometimes, while they were talking about their latest news and achievements, they would look at Samir waiting for him to say what he had... then they would realize that they had looked at the wrong person! What would Samir have to mention?! They quickly averted their gaze from him so as not to embarrass him!

And this situation made Samir feel like he was nothing!

Then came the turning point...

Two weeks after Abu Al-Saeed's death, Samir received a call from his eldest brother, the engineer Said:

"Samir, we need to meet to divide the inheritance."
"Divide the inheritance?! "... Samir thought to himself... this topic had not occurred to him yet.

They agreed to meet the next day.

The sons sat down to divide the inheritance... The brothers agreed not to sell the house for now, to preserve their mother's feelings and memories in it, so Um Al-Saeed would stay in the house with Samir and Amjad since they were not married.

The land that Abu Al-Saeed owned would be divided among his wife Um Al-Saeed, Said, Tala, and Amjad... and Assim would own the "Family" grocery store in exchange for paying nine thousand dinars to Samir, thus obtaining his legal share.

In this entire discussion, Samir was quiet, proposing solutions and divisions in front of him, agreeing, and feeling disturbed by a strange feeling... it was the feeling of being orphaned at an older age! He was previously dependent on his father... and now he had to pave his way alone, and bear the responsibility of himself... and no longer had his father's "parental" support except for these nine thousand dinars and living in the house that would one day be sold. None of his brothers showed him the role of a father in terms of being ready to bear his expenses and the consequences of his lack of seriousness. Samir felt that his father's death left him "exposed" without a wing to shelter him...

For the first time, Samir felt the bitterness of the great difference between him and his brothers, and a kind of envy towards them!

He left the meeting saying to himself:

"What should I do? I can't bear this feeling! I don't want to be less than my brothers.. everyone has a job that brings them money or a certificate or a degree, except me!"..."But what should I do? Twenty years of my life have been wasted.. how can I bridge the gap between me and them?"

Samir's scattered thoughts converged on money, considering it the thing that could compete with his brothers. "I want to get money and status in any way, yes... in any way!" This was the moment he entered the race, charged with fear of being labeled a failure, the pain of feeling inferior, and ready to justify himself... Bridging the gap with a long breath, and bearing the consequences of his shortcomings over the past years was not an option for Samir... as he compared himself with his brothers, and made the standard of comparison between them material, so he saw a painful difference.. and he was not used to bearing pain or enduring it... so he wanted to cover this difference in any way.. "But how? From where?"

Samir thought long and hard and decided to try trading used cars. He entered a sales app on his mobile and began to browse cars and their features, looking for the one closest to the amount he had. He found a car he liked, asked the owner about its price, and he said to him:

"I'll be honest with you: my car is worth ten thousand dinars, but it has many malfunctions that I will show you, so I am ready to sell it for nine thousand five hundred dinars."

Samir haggled with the man a lot until he agreed to reduce the price to (9300) dinars. Samir's nine thousand dinars that he inherited from his father had dwindled on his needs and food. So he asked his brother Said to lend him (400) dinars, and he gave it to him, and Samir bought the car. Then he set off with it to his friend "Hisham," the owner of a car repair shop:

"Hisham, I bought this car and I want to sell it. Look what needs to be done to fix it?"

After examining it, Hisham said:

"Look... if you want a real repair so that the buyer is not troubled later, it will cost you (350) dinars, and if you want any repairs, just to get it running, I can fix it for you for (150) dinars only, but I won't guarantee it. The used parts market varies greatly in quality."

This was the first test of its kind for Samir and his honesty.... He hesitated between the fear of the forbidden on the one hand, and the slogan "I want to get money in any way" on the other hand.

"What do you think, Hisham?"
"How much will you sell it for?"
"For 9900 dinars... an attractive number."
"What do you need?"

Samir did not tell him... "I need 9400."

"So if we work on it properly, you will make a profit of 150 dinars.... nothing... your effort deserves more than this..."

Hisham was silent for a while, lit a cigarette, then said:

"Everyone fixes any nonsense... if everyone works according to the principles, no one will make a profit in the used car that needs repair."
"But one fears the forbidden."
"I didn't tell you that if we fix it with cheaper parts, it will definitely break down.. maybe it will run with the buyer... if you want a middle solution, sell it and if a part of the parts we put breaks down and the buyer returns to you, fix it for him at your expense... neither the wolf dies nor the sheep perishes."

This began as a "middle" tempting offer for Samir! He tried to bargain with Hisham to fix it "according to the roots" at a lower cost, but Hisham insisted that he could not. So, he made the decision to listen to "advice" from Hisham!

"Okay on..."

Samir wanted to say, "Okay, with God's blessing," but he felt that the phrase was not "suitable"... how can one be blessed and have hidden fraud in the process?! So, he said:

"Okay, fix it for 150."

Hisham:

"We trust in God!"

This was in the afternoon... During the Asr prayer, Samir thought to himself: "I will call Hisham and tell him to fix it according to the roots to start with a blessed beginning"... He got distracted after the prayer, forgot... remembered, procrastinated about calling, yes, got sleepy, fell asleep.. missed the Maghrib prayer... combined it with Isha... thought about calling after that.. yes, for the next day.. got busy in the morning of the next day... then called in the afternoon:

"Hisham, I'm afraid we will incur a sin with the buyer... come on, fix it with the higher cost..."
"You're late, my friend, you've become the buyer of the parts and started assembling.. no problem, trust in God, if God wills, it will run as it is"...

Inside, Samir was happy that his friend had started with the less costly repair, and he convinced himself that he "tried" to rectify the matter!

Hisham completed his makeshift repairs after two days... So, Samir took it and promised to pay for the repairs when he sold the car, then put it up for sale... He started receiving calls... Several people inspected it over eight days, until "Alaa" came: a young employee in a shipping company... He inspected it then turned to Samir:

"Honestly... clean?"...
"By God...." Samir wanted to swear but he caught himself...
"Honestly, excellent"...

Alaa bargained with Samir on the price... Samir finally agreed to 9850 and convinced himself that this would ease the burden of the makeshift repairs... Alaa gave him the amount and said:

"This is my trick.. I collected it dinar by dinar over the past years".

Samir hesitated for a moment as he saw Alaa's happy smile with this car... but he quickly convinced himself:

"What's the difference of 200 dinars in the repair compared to the price of the car? God willing, it won't cause him problems.... if he paid a little, what's the problem? Everyone does that... I want to win... I can't stand seeing my brothers succeed and I appear less than them as if I'm a stupid failure!".

Alaa took the car and drove off... and Samir took 9850

"400 dinars.... 400 dinars profit in one car... an excellent start!" He returned home... prayed Dhuhr... during his prayer, he started to gather, count, and calculate in his mind!:

"400 dinars in 11 days from buying the car to selling it... means about 1200 in a month... means... I seek forgiveness from God.... You alone we worship and You alone we ask for help"... he continues reading then the numbers pounce on him then he continues!

He finished his prayer then quickly picked up his mobile phone looking at used car offers... he wants to buy another car... for a moment he remembered: "I have to return to my brother Said the (400) dinars I borrowed from him, and to Hisham the (150) dinars for his repairs. But why not delay the payment to benefit from the money and be able to buy a better car? Said is my brother, and he should help me, and he has more money than me, and Hisham is my friend, and he is originally not trustworthy, he fixed the car 'just to run', so he should not expect to get his right directly. I will delay paying them."

After two days, Samir inspected several cars until he chose one... but the amount he had was not enough... he needed 500 dinars... "I found it! I will borrow from my mother."

With Samir's focus on the goal he set for himself, his focus became centered on money, and everything else became a faint background that Samir did not see, even if it was in his line of sight! And people who did not serve him in achieving this goal began to leave his circle of interest, and he would not return to them unless he wanted to benefit from them to achieve his goal... Among them were his childhood and youth friends, and among them: his mother!

Samir's mother had been diagnosed with typhoid fever at that time... and in her heart, she had a grudge against Samir for rarely asking about her or sitting with her... rarely waking up if she tried to wake him up for Fajr prayer... he would break his fast or have dinner with her and Amjad sometimes, but he was absent-minded... and if he spoke to him, he would answer while looking at the mobile phone, turning his gaze to the cars... she would sometimes remain silent so that he would notice and raise his gaze from the mobile phone:

"Excuse me... Ah... Yes, mother" he would look at her with distracted eyes... very different from Amjad, the kind and affectionate one, who followed her medical treatment and check-ups despite his heavy preoccupation with his studies.

Now, he needed his mother to borrow from her!

Samir passed by a fruit shop and bought a guava for his mother... he entered the house:

"Mother of Said, I bought you a guava from the one your heart loves, come let's eat together"

Mother of Said was happy and surprised by this unusual move from Samir:

"May God be pleased with you and bless your hand."

They ate together... Samir was ashamed to approach his mother directly with the matter... he postponed it until the evening... then he started "chatting" with her:

"Mother, do you know that I have started trading in cars?"
"Masha Allah! May God open for you."
"I sold a car and made a profit of 400 dinars in it"
"Masha Allah! May God increase you and expand for you"
"Look... this is the car I am thinking of buying... what do you think of it?"
"Beautiful... I love the black color on cars."

Mother of Said was happy with this chat that she was not used to from Samir. And the poor woman did not know the purpose of it.

"The problem is that it is expensive, mother... the amount I have is less than its price by only (500) dinars..."

Mother of Said was silent and did not understand the meaning, so Samir continued:

"If someone lends me these five hundred dinars, I will profit from it and return his money."

Here, Mother of Said said innocently and spontaneously:

"Okay, I will give it to you, my son"

The bait was set!...

"No no, mother... you need this money"...
"No, my son... wait"...

Mother of Said got up and brought a bracelet that her late husband had given her at the beginning of their marriage...

"Take it and sell it, Samir."

Samir knew the bracelet...

"This is from father, mother, it must be dear to you certainly"...
"No problem... I have others from him, may God have mercy on him. Buy the car, and when you sell and profit, return me its price"...
"Okay, may God bless your hand, my dear, and preserve you for us... I promise to pay the price at the earliest opportunity."

Samir went to buy the car... so his mother felt with the quietness of the house that what happened was not accidental, starting with the guava and ending with the unusual chat! And a grudge settled in her heart from that! But despite that, she prayed for her son's success in his trade.

Samir bought his second car. It needed simple repairs, but he was ashamed to fix them with Hisham as he had not paid him the cost of the repairs of the first car. So, he fixed them in another shop, then put it up for sale and sold it.

Twenty-five days passed and Samir was buying and selling used cars... Hisham, the owner of the car repair shop, called him after that:

"How are you, Samir?"
"Praise be to God, welcome Hisham."
"Samir, excuse me, I did not want to ask you, but you have delayed the payment."
"Ah, you are right, Hisham. Sorry, I delayed you... but I am glad to inform you that my trade in cars is going well, give me one week and I promise to settle your account."

Hisham was angry:

"No, Samir, from now until tomorrow, if you do not give me my money, I will not repair any car for you in the future. You have delayed too much."
"Okay, okay, no problem, father of Hisham. Tomorrow morning the money will be with you."

And indeed, he gave him his account the next day.

What happened on this day with Alaa, the buyer of the first car deceived by the cosmetic repairs?

And what happened to Amjad, the medical student busy with his studies? Let's follow up.

What's wrong with you, Amjad?

Inas (3)

The manager of the shipping company where Alaa worked was strict and demanded that employees never be late for their 8 AM shift. Therefore, our friend bought the car despite his modest financial situation because he was sometimes late for transportation against his will and the manager would reprimand him.

Only a few weeks had passed since he bought the car when problems started to appear! The car stopped while he was on his way to work. He was surprised and called Samir, but he was asleep... So, our friend went looking for someone to fix his car. He brought a mechanic, and it took an hour to fix it. The mechanic then asked Alaa for 40 dinars, which he paid reluctantly and sadly for his newly bought car...

He arrived at work very late... The manager called him:

"This is the last time... I will not tolerate your lateness again."
"I swear to you, Mr. Manager, I bought a car so I wouldn't be late, and yet..."
"It's not my problem... The work must go on. Goodbye... to your office."

Samir woke up... He saw the missed call from Alaa... His mood was spoiled... He hesitated to respond or ignore it:

"In the early morning?! Oh brother, leave me alone!"

He then said to himself: "But I can't start my business like this... If the cost is small, I will bear it":

"Hello."
"Samir?"
"Yes, go ahead."
"I am Alaa, the one who bought the white Hyundai from you a few weeks ago."
"Yes, hello... Go ahead, how can I help you?"
"Brother Samir, the car broke down today, and the mechanic told me the problem is old, and I had to pay for the repair."
"No, impossible! The car is excellent and didn't need anything. I made sure of that before selling it to you."
"This is what happened to me."
"Very strange! So, how much did it cost you?"
"Forty dinars. But that's not the important thing... The important thing is that I was late for work and got scolded."
"There is no power except with Allah... I swear, what happened to you is strange... Anyway, I won't let you suffer the loss, and in the end, these are used cars, and strange cases can happen. I will cover the repair cost. Send me your account number, and I will transfer the amount to it."
"It seems he deceived me! If he were honest, he wouldn't have offered to cover the cost so quickly. No, no.... The man could have not covered the cost... Maybe he is honest, and I was deceived by the car when I bought it."

Alaa sent his account number to Samir, and Samir actually transferred the forty dinars:

"What a loss! We were happy with the 400 dinars we earned from this man, and now it's decreasing... Anyway, let me analyze my two bites of bread."

Samir felt that he had fully fulfilled his duty with the forty dinars he paid! And he decided in his heart that he would not bear any additional costs if Alaa contacted him later.

After the "guava day"! Samir fasted with his mother and Amjad for two days, then he returned to being lazy about waking up for Fajr and having Suhoor with them.

But another thing bothered Umm Al-Saeed: Amjad... There was a noticeable change in his mood... He too became lazy about waking up for prayer... His facial features had something of sadness... He no longer "chatted" with his mother as usual...

His mother sat with him at Suhoor:

"Amjad, what's wrong, my love?"
"Nothing, my dear."
"You're not yourself."
"Maybe I'm busy with exams... Don't worry, my dear."

Amjad ate his bites then headed to the university.

"Is it possible that I caused Amjad's sadness? Is it possible that I distracted him from his studies, which he dedicated his life to? Did I become a burden on my children? Amjad doesn't confide in me... Who can he talk to?... Tala... He will be honest with her."

And Umm Al-Saeed called her daughter Tala...

That evening, Tala took the car from her husband, called Amjad:

"Amjad, I want to go with you to the hill where my father, may Allah have mercy on him, used to take us on the way to the airport."
"Honestly, I'm busy, Tala... I have exams."
"I'm not asking you, I'm telling you! And here I am on the way... I prepared a cup of fruit juice you love. Wait for me in front of the house after a quarter of an hour."

Amjad was actually busy with exams, but he needed Tala and was relieved at the thought of going with her...

Tala noticed the change in her brother's features and the disappearance of the sparkle in his eyes and the glow on his face.... They headed towards the hill... She spoke to him a little on the way:

"How is your study?"
"Alhamdulillah"
"How is your relationship with Allah?"
"Alhamdulillah"
"Perfect?"
"No, perfect... One must be deficient."
"What are your recent readings and activities?"
"Nothing... Study takes all my time. Sometimes I am with the beloved during medical reviews."
"Drink the juice while it's cold."
"May Allah bless your hand."
"And yours."

They reached the hill... They sat on a rock and looked towards the sunset....

"What's wrong with you, Amjad?"
"Tired."
"Why, my friend?"
"I don't know... I have depression... I went to a psychiatrist, and he diagnosed me and prescribed medication. I didn't tell Mom about this."
"Did you start taking the medication?"
"No... Hesitant... I'm thinking of starting with non-drug psychological treatment sessions... But maybe after the exams... Now I'm busy."
"In your opinion, what is the cause of the depression you feel?"
"I don't know... Maybe it's a delayed grief over the death of my father, may Allah have mercy on him... Or maybe it's the sadness over my mother's illness... Or the pressure of study."
"Is any of these factors new?"
"No."

Tala took his hand:

"Amjad... What you are suffering from now is the result of imbalance in your life... The single-mindedness that you have always talked about... Which leads to psychological fragility and easy breaking... My beloved brother, we are all happy with your interest and success in your studies. But life is not all about study. Remember the saying of our Prophet, peace be upon him: 'Give everyone their right.' Your soul has a right over you... It needs to build social relationships, it needs to relax, play sports... And before this: your daily portion of the Quran and learning your religion..."
"Ahhhh ya Tala! I have abandoned all of this indeed! I used to say: I will focus on my studies at the beginning to establish a solid information base for myself, then I will return to my life... Then the days passed, and my time became little blessing, and the page takes three times what it used to take from me in my previous study... I replay the video twice and three times to understand it, I who used to understand it the first time, and on top of all this, I am not happy."
"Balance is the slogan of life, it must always be present and not postponed or suspended on achievement."
"You are right."
"When do your exams end?"
"The day after tomorrow."
"Okay, I won't tell you we will prepare a program together from today... It's the exams, and then the day after tomorrow, visit me at my house, and we will organize a balanced program for you together."
"Okay, inshallah. You advise me to take the medication that the doctor prescribed until then."
"You can delay... Even if you start taking them, these medications do not give a quick effect."
"Yes.. I studied that."
"Okay, come, let's go back so you can resume your study, and our appointment is the day after tomorrow... I will tell Mom that Amjad is under pressure, and I will help him manage his time, and he will improve, inshallah."

Samir met his brother Amjad and his mother on the kafta tray that Umm Al-Saeed prepared for dinner... Samir noticed Amjad's sadness... He asked him after dinner:

"What's wrong with you?"

Amjad was not used to Samir asking him this question or noticing his feelings at all! So, he confided in him, wanting to continue the conversation with him:

"Mentally tired... I will tell you honestly, but don't tell Mom"
"Good news"
"Depression?!"... Samira was torn between two feelings: he didn't like to see his brother in this state, but at the same time, he felt that "finally, Amjad is not better than me nor more successful than me... he is serious in his studies, appreciated by everyone, and pious... and yet he was afflicted with depression, and I was not. I am not less than him... Allah loves me because I was not afflicted with depression like Amjad. I am in a lot of good and stronger than to be depressed."
"Okay, did you take any medication?"
"Well... Tala talked to me, and we agreed to work together on a program for me to restore my psychological balance."
"Psychological balance?"
"Yes... you also need that, Samir... what do you think about working with us on a program for you?"
"No, Uncle... I am balanced, happy, and my affairs are fine, praise be to Allah.. in any case, take care, I don't see any harm."

Amjad did not want to argue with his brother:

"May Allah keep you safe"... and he went back to his studies.

After Amjad's session with Tala and the organization of the program, he began to improve slowly, and he found it difficult to stick to the program, especially with his mother's health deteriorating... Tala encouraged him and followed up with him... and this took time from her, sometimes making her husband nervous:

"Tala! Tala! There is no ironed shirt to wear to work, and you are on the phone!"
"A moment, Amjad... my love, Basim (a term of endearment for 'Basim'), is with Amjad, by Allah... bear with me... (and Allah helps the servant when the servant helps his brother)... share the reward with me... a few moments and I will iron you a shirt"... "Amjad, I will be back shortly."

The beautiful thing about Basim is that despite his difficult temperament, he calms down at the mention of Allah... so he was silent and prepared his bag while Tala ironed his shirt for him.

Umm Al-Saeed continued to feel pain for keeping Amjad away from his studies and the program he prepared with Tala, so she contacted a neighbor, a friend of hers who was a widow:

"Umm Ali, I am embarrassed to ask you for this favor... Amjad, my son, is a medical student as you know.. and recently he has been very busy with my illness. Is it possible for you to visit me in the morning to make sure that there is someone to help me if I need it?"
"On my head and eyes, Umm Al-Saeed. My son Ali is coming after two weeks, God willing, I will travel with him... until then, I will stay with you until you get tired of me."
"To you, my dear, I never have... the house is yours."

Umm Al-Saeed insisted that Amjad pay attention to his studies and his balanced program:

"Your aunt Umm Ali is with me... don't worry."

These were two golden weeks for Amjad... he paid attention to his studies, joined an online religious course, registered in a sports club, and went on a trip with his friends... Amjad used to call his mother every hour or two, and between lectures... his mother needed to turn on the mobile phone speaker to hear better...

"How are you, my dear?"
"May Allah be pleased with you. Praise be to Allah."
"Do you need anything, my light?"
"May Allah illuminate your path and your life... I don't need anything... take care of yourself."
"I am fine as long as you are fine, my crown."

And Umm Ali heard this "flirtation," which Umm Al-Saeed was proud of... for she boasted that her son treated her in this way and that she was precious to him in this form, and Amjad knew that and wanted to "fluff up" his mother's head, make her feel proud in front of her friends, and gladden her heart... despite the remaining depression that he was overcoming.

The two weeks passed and Umm Ali traveled, but Tala had contacted her brothers to stand by their mother and leave the task to Amjad, for he in turn needed help.

Tala began to visit her mother in the morning...

Assem, her mother's close friend since childhood, started leaving the shop to the employee who sometimes helped him to go and check on his mother and help her. The least of them to visit the house was Saeed, due to the distance of his house and his extreme preoccupation with his work, but he used to call his mother and visit her on the weekend, and his wife sometimes volunteered to visit her mother-in-law.

Eid Al-Adha was approaching.... what happened to Umm Al-Saeed on Eid? And what happened on the other side with Ala, the deceived buyer? And what was Samir's position in both cases? Let's follow up.

"My Mother is Not a Burden"

Introduction

Peace be upon you, dear brothers and sisters. Today, we will discuss a topic that is very important and close to our hearts, especially in our Arab society. We will talk about the role of mothers and the respect and appreciation they deserve.

The Importance of Mothers

Mothers are the pillars of our families and the foundation of our societies. They sacrifice their lives for the well-being of their children. They are the ones who raise us, educate us, and guide us through life.

The Misconception

Unfortunately, in some societies, there is a misconception that mothers, especially as they age, become a burden. This is a harmful and incorrect belief. Mothers are not a burden; they are a blessing.

The Reality

Mothers continue to contribute to their families and societies in numerous ways. They share their wisdom and experience, they provide emotional support, and they often take care of their grandchildren. They are a source of love, comfort, and guidance.

The Islamic Perspective

In Islam, the status of mothers is very high. The Prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him, said, "Paradise lies under the feet of your mother." This hadith emphasizes the importance of respecting and honoring our mothers.

Conclusion

Let us remember that our mothers are not a burden. They are a blessing that we should cherish and appreciate. Let us strive to make their lives comfortable and happy, and let us honor them as they deserve.

Peace be upon you.

Inas (4)

On the morning of Arafat, just before Eid al-Adha, Umm al-Saeed's condition worsened, forcing Amjad and Asim to take her to the hospital. She received intensive treatment, along with the prayers of her children and loved ones, until her condition stabilized on the morning of Eid.

Samir was unaware of these developments due to his preoccupation with the car sales season before Eid... Amjad called him and informed him... so he went to the hospital to find all his brothers there with Basim, Tala's husband, in the waiting room... They were allowed to enter and they reassured themselves about Umm al-Saeed's condition.

If Samir had looked out from the hospital waiting room's glass, he would have seen a scene he missed without knowing about it! It was the scene of Ala'a, the poor deceived buyer, pushing his car to the side of the road with the help of some passersby.

This Eid was not happy for Ala'a! He prayed the Eid prayer and returned to break his fast with his wife and son, and they prepared to go to his parents' house, where he and his brothers and their families would gather every Eid to give their mother the Eid gift and each brother would give his nephews in a joyful hour.

Ala'a woke up happy because this was the first Eid he had a car like his brothers, and therefore he would be able to take his wife and son, and he would not need to go directly from the Eid prayer to public transportation, where he would spend a long time until he reached his parents' house.

The family went out happily in the car that Ala'a bought from Samir... but, in the middle of the road, it broke down again! Ala'a was surprised and confused: what should he do? He asked some passersby to move the car to the side of the street, then tried to contact Samir. Samir was in the hospital waiting room. He saw Ala'a's name and his face darkened, and he muttered to himself:

"Oooof! I'm in what or in what!... My mom is tired, and we were busy with selling and buying... Go fix the car and get me out of it! It's a 'used' car, 'used'... Do you expect it to be a super deluxe?"...

And he hung up on Ala'a.

Ala'a tried to call again, but Samir put his mobile on silent mode... Ala'a called a third time without success. He then called a mechanic he knew to fix the car, but he did not answer either, as it was Eid and everyone was busy.

Ala'a realized that it would be difficult to find any mechanic for that day, so he was in a dilemma: "What should I do? Should I stop a taxi and go with my family to my parents' house? I don't know how much it will cost to fix the car. The amount I saved is barely enough for the Eid gift, and I will need it now to fix it. Is it reasonable that I give my brothers the Eid gift to my mother and my children and I stand by as a spectator? Or should I borrow from them? Borrow on Eid when my brothers' conditions are as modest as mine?".

While thinking in this way, his older brother called him, as they were all gathered at their father's house and wondered about his delay. Ala'a did not know what to say to his brother, so he did not answer the call.

In the end, the difficult decision he was forced to make was to return with his wife and son to the house, leaving behind the broken-down car, and wasting the joyful hour they were waiting for.

Ala'a stopped a taxi and returned with his family in disappointment to the house. He received many calls from his brothers during this time, and he did not answer until a call came from his father, and he was forced to answer:

"Peace be upon you, Dad."
"And peace be upon you. Where are you, Ala'a?! Everyone is gathered, and soon we will leave."
"Forgive me, Dad, difficult circumstances, enough for me is God regarding the one who sold me the car, it broke down again. And I am now at home."
"At home?! Why didn't you come to us by taxi?"
"Forgive me, Dad, circumstances..."

Ala'a was ashamed to tell his father that he did not have enough to fix the car and give the Eid gifts, and he ended the call, and sat down heartbroken.

Of course, Samir was unaware of any of this suffering that he caused to this poor man when he deceived him to save some money on superficial repairs.

Samir's brothers left their mother's room for Eid visits, and Samir went to visit a friend and then continue his business, and Tala stayed with her mother... and they agreed to meet again at their mother's place before Maghrib.

After Asr, Said called Samir:

"My mother has improved a lot, praise be to God. I will go to discharge her from the hospital."
"I will come with you"... This was the word that Said was waiting for from Samir, but Samir did not say it!
"Okay, praise be to God... Excellent"
"The meeting is at the family home at six o'clock."
"I might be busy at that time... Well, if I can, I will come."

With a firm tone, Said said:

"You are supposed to leave everything and come... God knows how long my mother will be with us, and this is Eid day!"
"Okay, okay... I will come."

The children gathered at their mother's place at six o'clock... Said brought her a precious golden ring, and Tala brought a coat to warm her mother in the winter, while Asim had bought tickets to take his mother on Umrah to the Holy Kaaba:

"Pull yourself together, my dear, you have one month to jump like a gazelle, God willing, until I take you on Umrah, my friend of my life."
"God willing, may God make it easy."

Amjad was the least wealthy of his brothers... He had sold part of his share in the land to Said, to spend on his needs and on his mother's medicine and medical check-ups... And his mother had sold her share to Basim, Tala's husband... And her money in the "safe"... So she assumed that Amjad would take from the safe to spend on her treatment, but in reality, he was taking from his own money, except for the money he needed to admit his mother to the hospital the day before, where the remaining money with him was scarce. Nevertheless, he brought his mother a simple bouquet of flowers to the best of his ability with a card on which he wrote: (May God preserve you as a crown on our heads, my dear).

What about Samir's gift? Samir saw all this from his brothers, and heard his mother praising them one by one and rejoicing in each of their gifts... And yet, it did not occur to him at all to bring a gift for his mother on Eid! And he did not feel ashamed of himself when he saw himself the only one among his brothers who forgot his mother's gift! In fact, he did not notice it and it did not occur to him to make up for this flaw!

He was preoccupied with a "capture" car (distinctive) that he feared he would miss! And all that caught his attention in his brothers' gifts was that:

"Gifts like these indicate that my brothers have a lot of money... What should I do to have money like them? My business is growing but not at the speed I hope for."

When the children wanted to leave their mother's house, Said approached Samir, angry at this negligence that he saw in Samir's eyes:

"Regarding the 400 dinars that I lent you, when will you pay it back?"

Samir was surprised and confused:

"Ah, you are right, I delayed with you."

And to justify his delay, he said:

"I was deceived by one of the cars and lost. Give me two weeks and I will pay you, God willing."

Said was silent and shook his head and did not want to embarrass his brother more than that, then he left.

Eid passed, and Umm al-Saeed's condition continued to improve. Her illness was of the type that fluctuates, worsens, and lessens. Two weeks passed in which Amjad completed the final exams for the first semester, recovered from depression, and began his short vacation between semesters.

So his brothers returned to their normal lives, and their pain diminished...

No sooner had Amjad started his second semester than his mother's health began to deteriorate again.

"Tala, my mother's health is deteriorating... The doctor increased the dose of the medicine, but the response is weak."
"God is the one we seek help from! Okay, Amjad... I have a training course that I finish within weeks... I will try after that to free up some of my time, and Basim may have returned from his trip, God willing."
"Within weeks?!"... Amjad thought to himself... He thought that Tala's response would be stronger than that... "Several lectures that I have not studied yet with my preoccupation with my mother."

First Time

For the first time, Amjad addressed Samir, who had not noticed his mother's condition, as he spent most of his time outside the house and no longer had meals with her... Mrs. Al-Saeed had been sleepless the previous night due to pain, so Amjad left her and did not wake her up for breakfast. He told Samir:

"Samir, my mom is very tired."
"May Allah help us."
"She needs many check-ups."
"Okay, tell me the days of the check-ups and I'll give you the car"... Samir said this while combing his hair in front of the mirror, preparing to leave.
"The car is not the most important thing here... It's hard to leave Mom alone at home."
"Hire a nurse and I'll share the costs."
"A nurse?! Mom needs us, Samir."
"Amjad, let's be practical... We don't know how long Mom's illness will last. If I neglect my business at this time, I will fail."

Samir left, and Amjad, who decided not to go to the university that day because he felt his mother could not spend the day alone...

Amjad frowned:

"What is this?! What a disappointment! Has my mom become a burden I try to throw on others?! After these two hands that I received from Tala and Samir, I will not speak to Saeed or Asem..."

He got up to wake his mother... then returned and sat down, saying to himself: "But I am the first in my class despite the circumstances I have gone through.... Will the 'first in class' fail in the exams? Oh, the envy of the haters in college! And why am I alone? Where are my four brothers?! If they share the burden with me, I will not fail in my studies... 'Burden' again?! Mom has become a 'burden'?! Where are the religious courses I attended? Or the Quran I read? Where is 'And to parents do good'? This is the first real test to see if I am one of those who talk about action or not..."

"But as Samir said: 'We don't know how long Mom's illness will last'... Will I stay with her all this time? Why not be 'practical' and hire a nurse??"

"But... I know Mom... She will be very sensitive to the idea of a nurse."

Amjad's thoughts were interrupted by his mother's voice:

"Oh Lord, in the name of Allah"... She was getting up from her bed with difficulty.... So he went to help her...
"Why didn't you go to the university today too, my son?"
"Don't worry, my dear... I will study the lecture from the book and listen to the recordings, if Allah wills."
"You are tired of me, Amjad"... Amjad looked into his mother's eyes as she said these words with sadness... So he took her hands and kissed them:
"Don't say that, my beloved... It is my honor, by Allah."
"Go, Amjad, may Allah be pleased with you and enlighten your heart and make your life easy and admit you to paradise without reckoning or torment."

Amjad's heart danced and forgot his worries with these words:

"Allah! May He bless your mouth, my dear.... Come, I will make you the best breakfast."

Two weeks passed in which Mrs. Al-Saeed's condition worsened... Her kidneys began to be affected by the disease, so she needed frequent visits to the dialysis department in the hospital. Samir saw his mother bent over, walking with exhaustion as Amjad took her to her appointments.... The most he did was (become) on his mother and help her get into the car, saying: "Take care, Mom"... Only! His mind was completely preoccupied with cars, customers, repairs, and profit!

Samir did not notice - despite his preoccupation - that his mother was not looking at him nor responding to him when he said to her: "Take care", because her chest was not well for him!

Lectures piled up on Amjad... His mother noticed his distraction and gloom despite his attempts to hide it... While he was beside her in the hospital for a dialysis session:

"Amjad... What happened to your studies, my love?"
"Don't worry, my dear... The important thing now is your health."

Amjad was looking at the anatomy book he was carrying... Pretending to study so that his mother would not feel that he was neglecting his studies, and indeed he could not concentrate in the hospital atmosphere and the many voices... He was surprised that his mother did not respond to this word. He raised his gaze to her... Tears were flowing silently on the cheeks of this good woman as she bit her lips trying not to make a sound for her crying... He put the book aside, got up, took her hand, and put his other hand on her forehead and kissed her cheek:

"Mom, what's wrong, my beloved?"
"I don't want to be a stumbling block in your success. You are upset about your delay in your studies and I know that"... Mrs. Al-Saeed said in a trembling voice.
"A stumbling block?! You are the blessing of my life... You are the light of my eye... You are my success and achievement, Mrs. Al-Saeed"... And he poured kisses on her hand sometimes and kissed her cheek sometimes... Until the nurse came.

Amjad stepped aside while the nurse disconnected the dialysis machine and prepared Mrs. Al-Saeed to leave...

What decision did Amjad make after seeing his mother's tears? And who is the person who entered Samir's life and changed it radically?! And what are the third words that the deceived buyer sent to Ali?

Let's follow up.

Unless He removes his oppression

Inas (5)

Tears of Umm Al-Saeed did not pass easily on Amjad's heart! While the nurse was preparing his mother for discharge, he said to himself: "My mother is sensitive and understands the features of my face no matter how much I hide... I want to devote myself to her heart and soul... and I will not be able to do that while I am at the university. I do not want her to keep thinking about my studies... I will drop the semester and tell her that to put her under fait accompli and devote myself to her..."

"But dropping the semester means losing the entire academic year... I will have to repeat the year completely and lose the first semester! Perhaps I will even quit the university for more than a year if no one helps me take care of my mother..."

"And what good will my studies do me, or even the entire medical degree, if it is at the expense of my mother's health and well-being?! Do I study to treat people at the expense of treating my mother and her comfort?! I will preserve her feelings and dignity no matter the cost, and by Allah, He will not let me down."

At that moment, Amjad felt a strange tranquility! And his hesitation stopped completely, and he no longer had any sadness about missing his studies, and he made the decision: "I will drop this semester tomorrow and devote myself to my mother." He felt that some of his competitive colleagues in college would gloat... He took out his phone and wrote to the college group: "Dear colleagues, I will drop this semester and return to you when my mother's condition stabilizes, God willing. Prayers..." Before he published this speech, he thought:

"What do I want with people's words? Let this remain between me and Allah..." So he deleted everything he wrote and put his phone back in his pocket, saying to himself: "And Allah will not let me down."

Amjad returned home with his mother. He did not tell his mother what he had decided so that she would not argue with him... The next day, Amjad was reassured that his mother had broken her fast and gone to sleep for a nap, and beside her was her phone if she needed to contact him... So he went to the university, dropped the semester, then quickly returned towards the house, and began to contact some of his doctors to inform them of the reason so that they would not be surprised, so he increased in their eyes respect, except for the doctor of physiology of diseases, who contacted Amjad as soon as he received his message, and tried to ridicule Amjad and try to convince him of the idea of providing a nurse who would accompany his mother to the hospital, out of concern for this noble young man that he would be delayed in his studies... But Amjad insisted on his decision with tranquility.

Amjad returned home with a knafeh for him and his mother:

"Umm Al-Saeed, come let's celebrate..."
"With what?"
"I decided to specialize from now on."
"With this speed? Don't you specialize after completing general medicine?!"
"I decided to specialize from now on in filling your eyes with joy and winning your satisfaction and happiness, my dear."

Umm Al-Saeed did not understand... Amjad took her hands:

"I dropped the semester to win the honor of accompanying you and devoting myself to you... and this was the happiest decision in my life." Umm Al-Saeed cried:
"Why, my son?! Why?!"
"Umm Al-Saeed, by Allah, I am indeed happy with this decision... the whole world is insignificant for your sake... Oweis Al-Qarni missed the companionship of the Prophet peace be upon him because he stayed with his mother and was dutiful to her, so the Prophet peace be upon him said about him that he is the best of the followers, and commanded the companions to ask Oweis to pray for them for their great status... What am I missing? The study of a semester? Nothing for your sake, my dear. Come, let's eat the knafeh while it's hot."

Although Amjad was expecting goodness from his kindness to his mother, he did not imagine how much his Lord would honor him for this position and the happiness he would bring to her heart!

Samir continued in his trade... He and his friend Hisham still sometimes cheat in repairing used cars, but the cheating was less severe than what he cheated in Alaa's car, fearing bad reputation and lack of success in trade. And his delay in returning home increased, so he rarely had iftar or dinner with his mother and Amjad.

He returned early after two days of Amjad dropping his academic semester... And Amjad was praying Maghrib in the mosque... Samir sat with his mother, distracted, then sat on the large sofa in the living room, opposite his mother's sofa, flipping through his phone. Umm Al-Saeed was waiting for Samir to ask her about her health or show readiness to take her for medical check-ups... A quarter of an hour passed and he did not do so and did not raise his eyes from his phone!

"Ah... Oh God... In the name of God"... Umm Al-Saeed deliberately made Samir hear these words as she got up from the living room to her bed, to make him feel the need for attention so that he would volunteer to take her to the medical appointments and ease Amjad's burden.

But Samir was examining car pictures.... He did not notice his mother's voice and her groan at all! Then he broke the silence with a phone call:

"Hello... Zuhair... Are you advertising a Kia Carnival 2020?"
"Yes."
"What's the final price?"
"14,000..."
"Expensive."
"No.. A car in excellent condition, with little mileage and no need for any maintenance."

Umm Al-Saeed looked with anger and disappointment, and Samir did not notice any of this! Umm Al-Saeed said to herself: "He whom I carried in my womb! Am I not in excellent condition, in need of maintaining my health in all forms and colors?!"

Samir agreed with this caller "Zuhair" on an appointment to inspect the car, and met him the next day: a man in his early forties, with gray hair mixed with white, thick eyebrows... He works as a secretary for a wealthy man (Abu Azzam)... He got to know Samir and was impressed by his activity, and agreed with him to buy the car, which Zuhair wanted for his son, and noticed during the transfer of ownership at the licensing department that Samir has wide connections... Zuhair asked more about Samir and found out that he (rose quickly) in the trade of used cars...

"It seems he is the right person... Abu Azzam asked me to open a showroom for used cars and hand it over to one of his employees. None of his employees are qualified for that and Abu Azzam is insistent."

Zuhair offered Samir to approach (the teacher Abu Azzam) with the idea of cooperating with Samir so that he would provide him with capital, Samir would open a showroom for selling used cars, and they would share the profits with Abu Azzam. Samir's eyes lit up! "Capital?!... This is what I have been waiting for... I need quick leaps."

"Agreed."

After two days, Zuhair called:

"Samir, the teacher Abu Azzam welcomed the idea in principle, but he would like to get to know you first... His schedule is busy and he has a trip to China on Friday afternoon. The best time is for you to honor me with lunch on Friday. Come early, at twelve o'clock, so that the teacher has time to get to know you."

Samir said to himself:

"Twelve noon? This will conflict with the time of Friday prayer." Until then, Samir, despite his negligence of many prayers, was keen on attending Friday prayer...
"Okay, is one o'clock possible?"
"The teacher's plane is at four o'clock, so he must leave my house before two o'clock. You will not be able to sit with him enough if you come at one o'clock. Why don't you come early? Do you have something?"

Samir was embarrassed to disclose the reason to Zuhair, whom Samir had noticed before that he wore a gold ring, and feared that there would not be a nearby suitable time for the busy teacher, so he would postpone the meeting for a long time or withdraw from the idea.

"No... No problem... I will come at 12."

The call ended...

"I will do good deeds to compensate for Friday prayer... Our Lord is forgiving and merciful... Friday, meaning the day after tomorrow, I must prepare well for this expected meeting."

Wednesday passed, and Thursday came.... Our friend (Alaa), who bought the first car from Samir, set off in the car that he deceived with! And here it is breaking down for the third time while he is on his way to work! And here he is asking people again to push it to the side of the road... Then he takes a (taxi) while he is afraid and in a hurry because all this delayed him from work and the strict manager will get angry.

Peace be upon you

He arrived half an hour late, so the manager called him to his office:

"Alaa, I have warned you repeatedly and told you that I cannot tolerate your tardiness any longer."
"Sir, it's not in my hands, by Allah, my car broke down and..."

The manager interrupted him:

"It is in your hands, it's not in your hands, the car broke down, it didn't break down, none of this concerns me. If I accept your excuses, the other employees will follow your example and the company will become chaotic. I am sorry to say this to you: Please, this is your termination letter."

Alaa left his job, fired, and walked down the street, worried, with no money, no job, but he had a broken-down car on the side of the street that he couldn't fix, and a wife and child waiting for him to feed them!

Alaa called Samir, who was asleep... He woke up...

"Oof! What does this heavy sleeper want now?!" He hung up the call and put his phone on silent... and went back to sleep...

Alaa sat on the curb and wrote a message on his mobile phone (mobile) to Samir with three words.

Samir woke up less than an hour later... He ate alone, got ready to leave, then opened his phone... He saw Alaa's name:

"Ugh... now he's going to tell me the car has problems." He opened the message and found only three words:
"May Allah avenge me against you!"

Samir was shocked! This was the first time someone had invoked such a curse upon him... He immediately called Alaa, but Alaa hung up and did not respond.

Alaa had decided to complain to Allah and invoke a curse upon Samir and never ask Samir for anything ever again!

Samir called a second, third, and fourth time, and Alaa did not respond.

Was Samir afraid of evil and the consequences of injustice in the Hereafter? No, none of this crossed his mind much! But he was afraid that Allah would not bless him in his meeting tomorrow with the teacher Abu Azzam. Therefore, he thought of appeasing Alaa with some money. But Alaa never responded.

Samir tried to rid himself of the feeling of guilt: "He doesn't want to respond... What more can I do? I am better than others... There are those who cheat buyers blatantly. Everyone cheats in the car business. The one who buys should expect that and bear some repairs... Otherwise, no one will make a reasonable profit..."

Samir's fear grew... He looked at the message again... He was annoyed... He tried to contact Alaa... Alaa did not respond. Samir thought to himself: "Is it reasonable that the car broke down three times because of the poor repairs of Hisham?! I don't think so... Or... Maybe... I wish I had fixed it properly from the beginning so that there would be no possibility... Anyway, I tried to contact him and did what I had to do..."

Then Samir decided to forget the matter...

Samir spent his day outside the house, returned - as usual - late, and slept thinking about the "great" upcoming meeting with Abu Azzam and his secretary Zahir the next day.

What happened in this meeting?

And what is the important event that will happen in another place during this meeting?

Let's follow up.

"I am excused"

Inas (6)

Samir woke up to the sound of the alarm on Friday dawn... He performed ablution and headed to the mosque to pray Fajr in congregation for the first time in months... Hoping that Allah would guide him in his interview with Abu Azzam, and it would be a "partial compensation" for the Jumu'ah prayer that he would miss that day!

During the prayer, while standing before Allah, Samir was thinking about what he would say in the interview (to the teacher) and how to give him a distinctive impression of his abilities! He did not snap out of his daydreaming until the second rak'ah, when the imam was reciting Surah Al-Insan, specifically when the imam repeated twice the recitation of Allah's words: (Verily, these love the present life and leave behind them a heavy Day...).

When the imam repeated it, Samir felt it was a message directed to him... For that is how he is: he loves the world and leaves behind the thought of the heavy Day of Judgment!

He said to himself: "It seems I have become too attached to the world... but I am excused, I will not be able to concentrate on anything before I succeed and prove myself... I cannot bear to be called a foolish failure and less than my brothers! If I succeed in my interview with Abu Azzam and make a big leap, my conscience will rest and I will be able to think more about my religion."

For the matter of the world does not accept postponement, but the right of Allah will (so) think about it later!

After Fajr, he stayed reading the Quran for a while... On his way back from the mosque, he passed by a restaurant and bought some falafel and hummus to break his fast with his mother, whom he had not broken his fast with for weeks.

Samir returned home, knocked on his mother's door, she did not respond... He opened the door, she was not in her room... He went to Amjad's room... Amjad was also not in his room.

No one is at home!: "It seems they both slept outside the house last night... Where? Maybe at my uncle's house as my mother does every now and then. What a loss! I wanted my mother to break her fast with me and be pleased with me..."

Samir sat down to break his fast alone. Why did Samir want his mother to be pleased with him? So that Allah would be pleased with him, and consequently Abu Azzam would be pleased with him and be impressed by him to agree to his participation in the car exhibition...

Samir finished his breakfast, and began preparing what he would say to Abu Azzam, and how to convince him of his abilities in car trading, then he started thinking about where they would open the exhibition, and how much profit he would make monthly, then he put on his best suit, and perfumed himself with the most expensive perfume, and stayed for a while in front of the mirror admiring his appearance. Then he went out for the interview... And on his way, he passed by a sweets shop to buy an expensive plate for the host Zuhair.

He arrived at Zuhair's house... He rang the doorbell and his heart began to beat strongly, fearing any mistake on his part during the interview... Zuhair greeted him and took him to the garden where the meeting was near the pond around a large round table. The attendees: the teacher Abu Azzam, a fat man in his late forties, with a bald head except for the back of his head, holding a hookah in his hand, with his wife and daughter Hanan, Zuhair's wife holding a cigarette in her hand, and Ziad, Zuhair's son, a seventeen-year-old... And the sounds of laughter rising from all of them.

Samir was not used to this atmosphere, but he was careful not to show any surprise. He sat with them and Zuhair introduced him to them one by one, then various topics were opened and Samir participated in them, trying to show eloquence and diverse culture. The teacher Abu Azzam was looking at him most of the time and rarely spoke.

After a quarter of an hour of Samir's arrival, he received a call on his mobile... It was his brother Said. Immediately, Samir disconnected the call so as not to lose the "precious" moments with the teacher! Said called again and a third time, and Samir disconnected the call, embarrassed by the attendees, then he put his mobile on silent mode... He wondered to himself:

"What does Said want? And why is he insisting on calling? He rarely calls me at all!"

After a while, the lunch was served, and it was luxurious... Samir was careful to eat with a fork and knife and not to eat too much - although he loved it - so that the teacher and Zuhair would take from him the impression that he is a "proud son".

While the teacher was going to wash his hands after lunch, and the others were engaged in conversations among themselves, Samir took out his mobile to see why Said called him. He found two missed calls from Said and a message from him. He opened it and found: (Mom is in a critical condition. Come to Al-Rahma Hospital)!

Samir was surprised! Critical condition! So he must go immediately. But how can he go? The coming moments are crucial in reaching an agreement with the teacher. They had not yet talked about the material support of the teacher for Samir and the opening of a car exhibition, but they were getting acquainted and the teacher was examining his personality.

Samir thought about informing the teacher and Zuhair about his mother's bad condition, but he feared that this event would coincide with the preparation for the agreement! Also, the teacher will travel to China after this meeting. If the agreement is not made now, it will be postponed, and the teacher may change his mind. Samir was confused and began to get restless... He thought about calling his brother Said to reassure himself about his mother, but the teacher and Zuhair came with the tea.

The attendees sat down, and Ziad (Zuhair's son) began to mention some funny situations of "YouTubers" and everyone laughed. Samir hid his worry and smiled... Then suddenly, Zuhair opened the topic of cooperation in car trading with Samir... The teacher replied briefly, directing his speech to Zuhair:

"A good idea in principle... Let me think about some things, and I will give you an answer while waiting at the airport"... Then the teacher changed the subject and they returned to Ziad's "jokes". Samir knew that no details would be agreed upon at that moment... And his worry about his mother began to escalate:
"With your permission, I need to leave" Zuhair said:
"Where? The car is on the way."
"Excuse me, I have an engagement and I need to leave now. I was honored to meet you."

Zuhair accompanied him to the outer gate of the garden:

"The teacher does not like to give a direct answer, but I think he was impressed by your personality.. Do not worry, I will convince him."
"If Allah wills, for the best"... Samir's tension meter rose and his mood was not good for chatting with Zuhair, so he greeted him hastily, and set off in his car towards Al-Rahma Hospital.

Samir called Said, who did not answer because he had gone to pray Jumu'ah in the hospital mosque and kept his mobile silent afterwards. He called Amjad and he did not answer either. He called his sister Tala:

"Tala, how is Mom now?" She replied in a faint and weak voice mixed with suppressed crying, as she was beside her mother...
"Mom?... Mom is dying."
"Dying?!".. Samir was disturbed and began to sweat profusely:
"In which room is she? Which floor?"
"In the intensive care unit... That's it, peace be upon you"...

Samir began to overtake cars until he reached the hospital... He quickly went up to the floor where his mother was... In the waiting room, he found the families of his brothers, their spouses and children, and some of them were crying! What happened? He quickly entered the intensive care room... Said, Asim, Tala, Amjad... All of them were around the bed...

"Where is Mom?" No one answered him... He looked again at the bed.... There she was, covered with the white sheet...

She had died a little while ago! His brothers were shocked! They did not expect death to be so close in this way. Said... He was biting his lip, crying silently, his sadness mixed with regret, as he had been busy with a huge project in the past few weeks, reassuring his mother only by calling without visiting her.

Tala... She raised her head and looked at Samir a little... Her eyes were red, her tears flowing heavily, her breath broken between sobs... She lowered her head again... She was about to finish the course she was giving in psychological education... And she had arranged with her husband to stay with her mother in the coming days and he would take care of the children.

Asim... He had the travel permits for Umrah for him and his mother in his pocket, he came with them to tell his mother: (Hold on! The travel date is the day after tomorrow), and he did not know that the date of his mother's travel to the other life would be earlier!

Amjad...

Amjad couldn't stand on his feet, so he was sitting on the ground with his head between his knees, crying like a child! His mother was his life in the recent period, after he dropped out of school and dedicated his time to taking care of her, taking her to the hospital, showing her affection, reading the Quran to her, and entertaining her with conversations about past memories and her memories with his father. His mother, in the last days, lived all the past years, and there was nothing left that he could honor his mother's mind with that he hadn't done... And yet, he was not satisfied with the looks of satisfaction that he read in her eyes, nor with her supplications for him morning and evening, nor with her laughter - despite her illness - when he joked with her and composed humorous verses to entertain her.

Everyone was shocked... They did not expect that death would snatch their mother from among them so quickly.

What about our friend Samir? Not only in the recent days, but in the past years, he was the closest of his brothers in appearance to his mother! His room was right next to hers, separated by a wall between his bed and hers. Sometimes he even needed to cover his head with a pillow to be able to continue sleeping when his mother raised her voice reciting the Quran after Fajr prayer! But in reality, he was farther from his mother than all his brothers! Farther than Said and Tala, who live dozens of kilometers away from their mother's home!

Samir approached the bed with awe... He uncovered his mother's face... He kissed her... A tear fell from his eyes... He wiped it... But he felt a strange feeling in that moment! He felt there was a barrier between him and his heart!

His mother's will from long ago to Said: not to delay her burial after her death. And indeed, she was washed, shrouded, and prayed over, and buried with the setting of the sun. The news spread among acquaintances, and they came to offer condolences at the mother's house, which is now called: the parents' house, may God have mercy on them.

During Samir's reception with his brothers for the mourners, he received a call from Zuhair. Samir was disturbed! Should he step aside in a corner of the house to answer? No! It's his mother's condolences... So Samir hung up and did not answer. Zuhair called again... Samir was embarrassed and stepped aside to answer...

"Peace be upon you"
"And upon you peace. What's up, my partner?! We've been through a lot from the beginning?! Isn't it enough that you didn't call to ask about the teacher's decision, and you also hang up on us?!"

Samir hesitated to tell Zuhair that he was at his mother's condolences! Again: so that he and the teacher wouldn't "jinx" it!

"Sorry, I was a bit busy, of course, I care about the teacher's opinion."
"Make it easy, my friend, your mom called! The teacher called me from the airport and said he agreed to a partnership deal. Come to me tomorrow at ten in the morning to agree on the details and we'll go directly to rent an exhibition."

Samir said to himself: "Tomorrow? My mother's grave hasn't even dried... Maybe it's not appropriate, but in any case, the mourners come in the evening. There's nothing I can do in the morning, so why not go to Zuhair?"

"There's nothing I can do in the morning!" Samir did not think to take his mother's death as an opportunity to reflect and review his accounts... And so, he hid his face from the mourners so that he could show interest and joy to Zuhair, and agreed to the appointment!

After a few hours, everyone left, and only Samir and Amjad remained in the house, after the death of the lady of the room that was between them... Samir lay on his bed. If anyone had seen him at that moment, they would have thought he was crazy! He was thinking about the "great achievement" of convincing the teacher to partner with him, so he smiled... Then he remembered that his mother had died only a few hours ago, so he forced his facial muscles to be still and frowned slightly... But he soon thought about the next day, and the exhibition that would be under his management, and the cars he would buy, so his facial muscles relaxed and he smiled unconsciously! Then his dreams were cut short by the sound of Amjad reciting the Quran with a trembling, sad voice, so Samir returned to reminding himself that he had to grieve and pretend to be a bit gloomy! And our friend fell asleep in this state of turmoil!

The next morning, Amjad woke him up for Fajr prayer, so he actually woke up and went with his brother to the mosque, and prayed to God in his prostration to guide him in his meeting with Zuhair, while Amjad was next to him praying for his mother that God may have mercy on her and admit her to paradise! Samir noticed in the last prostration his brother's prayer mixed with crying, so he remembered his mother too with a quick prayer! Then he returned home and slept, tired from staying up the previous night.

On the day his father, Said's father, died, Samir was affected for a while, visiting the mosque and reading the Quran... But this time, the whirlwind of life had taken him, so he did not stop to review his accounts...

He woke up to a call from Zuhair:

"Where are you, Samir?"
"What time is it? Oh! Half past nine?! Sorry... I'm getting ready and coming to you now."

Samir set off nervously:

"They might think I'm negligent.. Sleeping and late for the appointment from the first day."

He arrived... Zuhair did not scold him... who was hoping that Samir would save him from the worry of the idea of the car exhibition that Abu Azzam came up with.

They signed the contract: (150) thousand dinars from the teacher Abu Azzam to rent an exhibition and buy used cars for sale, and the profits: 40% for Samir, 50% for Abu Azzam, and 10% for Zuhair, who is supposed to help in managing the exhibition. Then they set off, and before the evening of that day, they found a suitable place for the exhibition, and Samir rented it.

Samir returned home happily... Finally... The big leap he was waiting for was realized. He received the mourners while collecting, throwing, and calculating in his mind how to start his exhibition... And he reminded himself every now and then that he... was at his mother's condolences!

After the mourners left, Said and Asim argued and their voices rose!

What was it about, I wonder?

And why did Said insist that his brother Samir come after a few days to read their mother's will? And what was in the will?

Let's follow up.

My Mother's Clipping

السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته

Peace be upon you and the mercy of Allah and His blessings

قصاصة أمي

My Mother's Clipping

أمي هي أفضل صديق لي، وهي دائمًا ما تكون هناك لي في كل الأوقات. عندما كنت صغيرة، كنت أذهب إلى أمي في كل مرة كنت أشعر بالوحدة أو عندما كنت بحاجة إلى نصيحة. كانت أمي دائمًا تستمع لي باهتمام وتقدم لي النصائح التي كنت أحتاجها.

My mother is my best friend, and she is always there for me at all times. When I was young, I would go to my mother every time I felt lonely or when I needed advice. My mother would always listen to me attentively and offer me the advice I needed.

أمي هي امرأة قوية ومتدينة، وهي دائمًا ما تكون مثالًا لي في كل شيء. كانت أمي تدرس القرآن الكريم وتقرأه لي كل يوم، وكانت تشرح لي معاني الآيات وتعلّمني كيف أطبّقها في حياتي اليومية. كانت أمي أيضًا تدرس معي الدروس وتساعدني في حل الواجبات المدرسية.

My mother is a strong and pious woman, and she is always a role model for me in everything. My mother would study the Quran and recite it to me every day, and she would explain the meanings of the verses and teach me how to apply them in my daily life. My mother would also study with me and help me with my homework.

أمي هي أيضًا امرأة محبة ومتفهمة، وهي دائمًا ما تكون مستعدة لمساعدتي في كل شيء. عندما كنت أشعر بالتوتر أو عندما كنت أشعر بالقلق، كانت أمي دائمًا هناك لتطمئني وتقدم لي الدعم الذي كنت أحتاجه. كانت أمي أيضًا تدرس معي الدروس وتساعدني في حل الواجبات المدرسية.

My mother is also a loving and understanding woman, and she is always ready to help me with everything. When I felt stressed or when I felt anxious, my mother was always there to reassure me and offer me the support I needed. My mother would also study with me and help me with me with my homework.

أمي هي أيضًا امرأة صبورة ومتفهمة، وهي دائمًا ما تكون مستعدة لمساعدتي في كل شيء. عندما كنت أشعر بالتوتر أو عندما كنت أشعر بالقلق، كانت أمي هناك لتطمئني وتقدم لي الدعم الذي كنت أحتاجه. كانت أمي أيضًا تدرس معي الدروس وتساعدني في حل الواجبات المدرسية.

My mother is also a patient and understanding woman, and she is always ready to help me with everything. When I felt stressed or when I felt anxious, my mother was there to reassure me and offer me the support I needed. My mother would also study with me and help me with my homework.

My mother is also a patient and understanding woman, and she is always ready to help me with everything. When I felt stressed or when I felt anxious, my mother was was there to reassure me and offer me the support I needed. My mother would also study with me and help me with my homework.

أمي هي أيضًا امرأة صبورة ومتفهمة، وهي دائمًا ما تكون مستعدة لمساعدتي في كل شيء. عندما كنت أشعر بالتوتر أو عندما كنت أشعر بالقلق، كانت أمي هناك لتطمئني

Inas (7)

After the mourners left on the second day of Umm Al-Saeed's mourning, Samir heard his brothers Saeed and Asim arguing... about what, I wonder?

That afternoon, Amjad had brought the remaining money from his mother and gave it to Saeed to be distributed according to the legal shares... 8,300 dinars, along with her jewelry.

"How did Mom have all this money?"
"Did you forget that she sold her share of the land to Basim?"
"I didn't forget... but she spent it on her treatment..." Amjad fell silent...
"Who was paying for her treatment, Amjad?"
"Mom and I are one"
"So you were paying from your own money"
"Emm... there's nothing much to mention"

Asim was listening to the conversation... so he joined them and conducted an "investigation" with Amjad to find out how much he spent on his mother's treatment.

"I didn't calculate it" Said Saeed:
"Go and calculate it"
"Okay, these two days"
"No, now"
"You need time"
"Go now and calculate... we are receiving the mourners if they come."

After the mourners left, Saeed continued his investigation with Amjad away from Asim.... but Asim noticed and joined them again.

"Around seven thousand dinars"
"Including the cost of medication outside the hospital as well?"
"This is not deductible" Saeed's tone rose and he looked firmly:
"It's enough that you didn't tell me about Mom's deteriorating health and left me preoccupied with my work neglecting her."
"I didn't expect things to develop this quickly"... Asim intervened:
"It is God's will and He does as He pleases. The important thing now is to tell us how much the treatments cost you?"...
"Around one thousand five hundred."

At that point, Saeed and Asim argued... each wanting to take on the cost of their mother's treatment by paying Amjad so that it would be a gift to their mother after her death.

Asim, who still had his Umrah tickets in his pocket and looked at them every now and then! He looked at Saeed sadly:

"Tomorrow was the date of Umrah with Mom, by God's will, give me this opportunity." Saeed replied angrily and loudly, part of it so that Asim, who was hard of hearing, could hear:
"Asim, please, consider my feelings... you have neglected Mom a lot recently and left a big void in my life"... and a tear fell from him... Asim had to give in to his older brother, and Amjad did not dare refuse the money from his brother.

All of this happened in front of Samir, who "admired the situation", but it did not occur to him to be part of it! Because he was thinking about preparing his new exhibition the next day!

Four days had passed since their mother's death, and while Samir was busy preparing his exhibition, he received a call from his brother Saeed:

"Samir, we found a will that Mom wrote in the cabinet next to her bed. Come to my house today to read it." Samir said:
"Leave it for me at Mom's house when you're done with it."
"No, I want to keep it"
"Okay, send me a picture of it on my mobile, Saeed, I'm very busy today. I won't be back until late at night."

Saeed said with some irritation:

"Samir, I'm telling you: your mother's will. Come to my house today even if it's late." Samir said:
"Is there something in it that concerns me?" Saeed was silent with anger, so Samir understood and said:
"Okay, okay, I'll come to you tonight."

Their mother had felt her end was near, so she wrote her will two days before her death with handwriting that showed signs of her exhaustion.

Samir arrived at his brother's house at night... in the guest room, they were sitting, Saeed took out the will from an envelope and gave it to Samir while Saeed's face was tense.

Samir began to read: (My beloved children, Saeed, Asim, Tala, Amjad, I feel that these are my last days, and that I will soon join your father, may God have mercy on him. My dear ones, I wanted to tell you that I am satisfied with you, and that I am not afraid for you after I am gone, for you are, by God's will, in obedience to God as your father raised you. And I am satisfied with your spouses and children whom I loved all and who loved me, and I will not forget how you all accustomed them to kindness towards me and competing to please me. So I ask God to bless you with righteous children and to bless you with righteous spouses for your children as your spouses were to me.

My dear ones, I ask you not to grieve too much for me, and not to prolong your weeping when I die... I cannot bear to imagine you crying, and I do not want to be the cause of your sorrow. It is enough that I am satisfied with you, for you have surrounded me with your affection and loyalty. I write this will and in my finger is your ring, Saeed, and your coat warms me, Tala, and next to my bed is the Umrah bag you prepared for me, Asim, and on the cabinet is your beautiful bouquet of roses, Amjad, whose flowers have withered but the love you express has not. No matter how far you are from me, your breaths are with me.

Saeed, I know, my dear, that you have been busy with your new project recently and I excuse you. Take care of your brothers for you are the eldest. Tala, your husband is a righteous man, bear his temper and do not argue with him, my daughter, and do not fall short of his rights. Asim, my friend since childhood, do not grieve if I cannot go with you on the Umrah. I still remember the eagerness and longing in your eyes for our journey together when you visited me last week, and I ask God to write for you the full reward of it in all cases. And I know that you have started smoking for some time even though you hide it from me. I ask you, my son, leave it from today, you are kind so preserve your breath kind, and remember that the angels are harmed by what harms the sons of Adam as our Prophet peace be upon him informed us.

Amjad, I know that I have overwhelmed you a lot with me, my dear son, and that you have sacrificed your studies to take care of me, but I say to you from the depths of my heart: (Go, may God be pleased with you and guide you and open for you and illuminate your path wherever you settle and travel). And I advise you, my children, to know from Amjad how much he spent on my treatment throughout the past period and do not let him hide it from you, for I noticed that my money in the safe did not decrease much. So compensate him from my money that I will leave you and from my share of your father's house may God have mercy on him.

As for your fifth brother, he borrowed five hundred dinars from me for his trade and promised to return it at the earliest opportunity, and it seems that the "earliest opportunity" has not come yet. So demand it from him because it is your right after me, for I did not waive it for him. Saeed, Tala, Asim, Amjad... I entrust you to God who does not lose the trust of His trustees, let the fear of God be before your eyes and turn your thoughts to each other and to your spouses and children. I ask God the Almighty to gather us all with your father may God have mercy on him in Paradise. Your mother who loves you very much: Amna).

Samir read his mother's will... left it on the table in front of Saeed, then took out his wallet from his pocket and took out a checkbook, wrote a check for five hundred dinars and handed it to Saeed...

Saeed said to him:

"Is this what you understood from the will?!" And he did not take the check, so Samir left it on the table and stood up and left his brother's house... Saeed called him:
"Samir, Samir"... But he did not respond.

Saeed hoped that this will would be a new beginning for Samir, he expected to see tears of regret in his brother's eyes, to comfort him and help him turn a new page... that's why he insisted that Samir read the will in front of him... but none of this happened unfortunately.

Saeed compared Samir's attitude to what happened yesterday, he was reading the will in the presence of his brothers and in the presence of Basim, Tala's husband, with a trembling voice and their eyes all shedding tears... and when he reached the part of their mother's will to Tala about patience with her husband and to bear his temper and not to fall short of his rights, Tala put her head on Basim's chest and he embraced her with his hand and kissed her head...

And when he read their mother's will to Asim to leave smoking, he took out the cigarette pack from his pocket, crushed it with his hand, and threw it in the trash, putting his hand on his head that "on my head, Mom" even though he did not say it out loud as he was choked with tears.

Samir drove to his house... "Why, Mom? Why this embarrassment in front of my brothers? You could have scolded me between you and me... You were harsh on me! What will my brothers say about me when they read this? They won't respect me... I wonder if their wives know about this? Does my cousin, Tala's husband, know? Maybe he will tell his father! How will I look in front of my relatives?! For 500 dinars, Mom? I am your son, couldn't you have forgiven me instead of exposing me?! I had completely forgotten about the 500 dinars, and if you had asked for them, I would have given them to you immediately..."

He arrived home late... passed by his mother's room... her bed was empty... and Amjad was asleep... "They found the will in the cabinet"... Samir thought... He closed his mother's room door behind himself, opened the cabinet drawers, opened the wardrobe, put his knees on the floor, looked under the bed... What was Samir looking for?

He was looking for any piece of paper from his mother, perhaps she had written something for him... He wished to see a paper written on it: "I scolded you, Samir, but I love you"... any paper that mentions him by name... but Samir did not find such a paper.

He went to his room... He intended to perform the afternoon and sunset prayers and then the evening prayer until "may Allah guide him" in his new exhibition... but he was tired, so he threw himself on the bed... For a moment, he remembered his mother reading the Quran in the dawn prayer and then on the other side of the wall that separated him from his mother's bed, he longed for her voice even though he used to cover his head so he wouldn't hear it to be able to continue sleeping... His anger at "his mother's harshness" and his anger at "her exposing him" had subsided, so he began to think: "My mother died unhappy with me then?! How many times did she mention my brothers' names? Four times... and me? Not once! She called me (your fifth brother)! Did you hate me, Mom? Why? I love you... huh?..." And Samir fell asleep!

By the way, Samir did love his mother, but not more than his business! He did not mistreat her, but he did not treat her well either! He would not have been pleased if his mother was angry with him (if he had thought about it at all!), but he was more concerned about not being described as a failure!

The idea of helping his mother and taking care of her health would occur to him... but like distant fantasies that do not find their way to his mind surrounded by cars! It happened that he told himself: "Maybe I should ask my mother if she needs my help"... but procrastination "I will do it at the nearest opportunity" would soon overtake him... for life is long and the days are coming, and he is now busy with what cannot be postponed, and as for his mother, he will take care of her "one day"... and he did not imagine that death would precede that day!

Samir did not wake up the next day except for a call from Zuhair:

"Where are you, Samir? You're late... here is the fat man at the exhibition and he wants to choose you in the color of the walls."

He quickly headed to the exhibition, was busy with the preparations all day, so he did not have a chance to think about the (deprivation) that his mother's will expressed!

The 150,000 dinars that Abu Azzam agreed on, Samir divided them: 10,000 for renting the exhibition for a year. 4,000 for its preparation: electricity, water, decorations, paint, security door, furniture. 3,000 for official procedures and licenses. 700 dinars salary for an employee to help him in the exhibition for the first two months. And the remaining amount, approximately 132,000 dinars, he will buy and repair used cars to sell...

Samir felt ecstatic as he calculated! He had started his business a short time ago with less than a tenth of this amount, and now he would be able to buy ten cars. What did Zuhair (Abu Azzam's secretary) do when he found out about Samir's mother's death? And what will happen to the family house after the death of Um al-Saeed? And who is "Hanin" that Samir will think about proposing to?

Let's follow up.

The Ascent to the Palace

Inas (8)

Samir started his new exhibition with great strength... determined to dedicate all his time to it and draw through it the story of his "success"... Meanwhile, Zuhair was flipping through the newspaper pages looking for important news for the businessman, the learned Abu Azzam. He read the names of Samir's brothers, and among them, the name of Samir, whom he did not know about the announcement, thanking those who shared their loss with their dear mother and praying for her mercy... Zuhair read the date of her death... it was last Friday! The day Samir was at home (Zuhair's house).

Zuhair was surprised... "It seems that Samir's mother died in an accident that day... why didn't he tell me?!" He immediately called Samir:

"Hello, Samir..."
"Hello, Zuhair..."
"I read in the newspaper... is it your mother who passed away last Friday?" Samir was shocked and flustered!
"Yes, may Allah have mercy on her."
"May Allah have mercy on her, peace be upon you... how? A car accident?"
"No, she... um... was ill."

Zuhair felt the embarrassment that befell Samir, so he prayed for his mother again and ended the call. Then he said to himself: "So Samir was sitting with us eating grilled meat, listening to Ziad's jokes, and smiling at them while his mother was dying! This man worships money then! That's why he (licked his lips) at meeting the teacher"... Respect for Samir in Zuhair's heart decreased a lot from this situation, even if he did not show it to him.

The parents' house must now be sold and the price divided among the heirs... Talal suggested that a quarter of the price be allocated to contribute to the construction of a mosque, hoping that the reward will reach their parents... Amjad offered the idea to Samir.... He thought for a while... the rest of the good in him and the love for his parents overcame his love for money, so he agreed.

Amjad wants to live in a small apartment near the university, and Samir wants an apartment near his exhibition, far from the university. Amjad tried to find a middle ground, but Samir was not cooperative, so the matter ended with each renting an apartment... Before handing over the family house to the buyer, the brothers gathered in it, remembering childhood memories with Abu Al-Saeed and Umm Al-Saeed, may Allah have mercy on them. Assem and Amjad took some pictures in the corners of the house... Talal sat on the swing, Saeed took some plants to keep in his house... Even Samir felt some awe as he cast the last glance at the family house... then they left the house... Samir and Amjad parted ways, and Samir lost those few moments when he would meet with Amjad. For Samir, unknowingly, was influenced by Amjad, even if weakly.

A year passed, during which Amjad returned to medical college, and excelled again with high enthusiasm. And Samir dedicated his life to the exhibition... The selling prices are distinctive, but with some "neglect" in repairing the cars before selling them sometimes. And so that his business does not fail and his reputation does not worsen, Samir would take care of repairing the sold car if he saw that its buyer would not remain silent about his right.

Amjad tried to stay in touch with Samir... He invited him to go out together to a restaurant... Samir responded the first time, hesitated, then responded the second time... then he began to postpone and excuse himself with busyness every time. And Amjad also got busy.

Samir's rapid growth as a car dealer impressed the teacher Abu Azzam, especially since he was suffering at that time from setbacks and losses in some of his other investments, so his direct relationship with Samir strengthened, and they no longer resorted to Zuhair as a mediator between them, and Samir's visits to Abu Azzam's palace increased.

Hanan, the daughter of Abu Azzam, a girl in her twenties, spoiled by her father and mother... nothing is refused to her... She failed in the general secondary examination, so she repeated it, and now she is in the first year of a diploma in graphic design... "Khame" superficial in thinking... This ambitious young man "Samir" caught her eye... and she repeated opening the door for him when he came to the palace and welcomed him... and Samir, in turn, began to feel her interest in him.

Samir thought: "Isn't it time for me to get married and start a family? My brothers are all married - except Amjad - and their children are growing up... What do I lack to get married?" Samir thought of proposing to Hanan, the daughter of the teacher, but then he said to himself: "Impossible! The teacher is a millionaire and I am an ordinary person, just a partner in one of his small investments. And I am not educated... The teacher may not agree, and perhaps his daughter may not agree, for her kind marries the rich"... "But I think she is also interested in me... why not try?"

After long hesitation, Samir decided to try and approach the teacher with the matter gradually and feel his pulse, but after a distinguished month with high profits, where Samir would meet with Abu Azzam at the end of each month to inform him of the cars bought and sold, the net profits, and the amount of growth in their trade.

Samir increased his efforts and diligence in work... and a high-profit month came, (45) cars were sold, net profit (11,700) dinars, an increase of 14% over the previous month. So he finally decided to propose to Hanan.

Samir went to his monthly meeting with Abu Azzam, well-groomed, and had arranged the summary of the achievements of the past months in numerical tables, and came with a proposal to expand the exhibition and buy it instead of paying its annual rent. Abu Azzam was impressed by the rapid growth of the car trade and noticed the great enthusiasm in Samir, and he was thinking during Samir's speech how he could employ the energies of this young man who had not yet reached the age of twenty-three to benefit from him the most.

After Abu Azzam expressed his admiration for these achievements to Samir and agreed to pay the amount of (140) thousand dinars to buy the exhibition building from its owner, Samir said:

"Uncle Abu Azzam, I am very happy to work with you and I hope our relationship will deepen." This was the first time he called him "Uncle," for he usually called him "O Teacher." Abu Azzam replied:
"And I am happy with you, Samir, continue this activity and take from me open support."
"Can I ask for something else that brings me closer to you other than financial support?" Abu Azzam was surprised: "Please."
"Perhaps my social status is still modest, but I have ambition and... um... regarding... Miss Hanan..." Samir was shy to declare his request and feared the teacher's refusal. Abu Azzam was surprised by the request and was silent for a while as he thought, then he said:
"Okay, let me discuss this with Hanan and her mother." Samir was happy that the teacher did not refuse directly, then he asked permission and left. Abu Azzam knew that his beautiful daughter might be proposed to by wealthy businessmen and office holders, but he noticed Hanan's interest in Samir, and saw in him the right person to help him manage his projects and investments... "A young man, ambitious, serious in work, I can involve him with me in thinking about solving the problems that led to recent losses. I can guarantee his loyalty to me by marrying him to Hanan and improving his social status, and I will not lose by that, for my daughter will be the beneficiary."

Abu Azzam had two sons, the elder of whom he does not depend on in anything, spends his time with his friends and avoids any task his father entrusts to him, and the other is small... so Abu Azzam wanted to bring a young man close to him to help him.

Abu Azzam sat with Hanan and her mother...

"Samir achieved remarkable success in a short period."
"It seems he is intelligent and active, Dad."
"Yes," he said to her with a smile.
"Do you know what he asked me today?"
"What?"
"He is thinking of proposing to you." Hanan's face turned red, and she felt immense happiness.

Hanan's mother was taken aback:

"Impossible! He is a simple young man. Hanan can only be married to a (prince) from our class. My friends have started hinting around Hanan for their sons or wealthy brothers, and I have been postponing because she is still young."
"This young man has a future, and Hanan will be happy with him."
"What will I say if my family and friends ask me about his profession?"
"Tell them: a businessman and a partner of Abu Azzam in some investments. I will help you, Susan, to grow him quickly... the boy has the qualifications... and the best part is that he will stay close to us so we can see Hanan whenever we want... Can you bear it if Hanan takes someone who is independent of us and might take her to another city or even another country?"
"No, of course not... Hanan is my soul... but where will they live?"
"In the Jasmine Villa"... which is a villa that Abu Azzam and his family lived in before he became wealthy, then he moved from it to his palace and left it without selling it.

Susan said to her daughter:

"Hanan, Mama, would you be satisfied with a non-university educated young man?"
"Samir is a distinguished, intelligent, and ambitious young man, Mama."
"But..." Abu Azzam intervened:
"And I am not a university graduate, Susan... have I failed in my life?"
"He is young..."
"He suits our little girl..." And after a long discussion, Hanan's mother fell silent reluctantly.

The next day, Abu Azzam went to his luxurious office, and during his meeting with his secretary Zahir, he informed him of the remarkable success of the exhibition that Samir had shown him the day before, as well as his intention to marry Hanan to Samir. Here, Zahir began to feel extreme envy for Samir! He was the one who knew the teacher about him, and yet he became surpassing him and not inviting him to attend many of the meetings, and the teacher speaks about him with admiration and even wants to marry him to his daughter!

Out of envy, Zahir said:

"Teacher, Samir is excellent as a trader, I am with you in this. As for being your relative, allow me... Hanan is like my daughter... Samir is not suitable for her... I did not tell you... Do you believe that when we were having lunch with him at the first meeting, he left his mother while she was dying?!" The teacher noticed that his words aroused Zahir's jealousy, so he did not pay much attention to his words:
"Impossible, Zahir."
"Believe me, sir... ask him... he was eager to see you at any cost... forgive me, but whoever is not good to his mother will not be good to your daughter, teacher." The teacher did not like Zahir's way of turning him away from Samir, so he answered with a strange answer to close the door on him:
"If Samir is so devoted to his work, this will be one of the keys to his success"... Zahir fell silent with great anger.

The teacher delayed a week - deliberately - before contacting Samir, then invited him to his palace, and waiting with him were Hanan and her mother. It was the happiest day in Samir's life! Consecutive news: he will marry the teacher's daughter, and the teacher will house them in a villa as a wedding gift! The wedding will be held in a luxurious hotel and the wealthy and businessmen will be invited.

Samir could not hide his joy and amazement! He swallowed his saliva several times... but when talking about the wedding, he hinted at the possible costs. The teacher said:

"Leave the matter to me, and I will arrange for you the sweetest wedding." Six months passed, during which Zahir's dealings with Samir changed... but Samir ignored him, and realized that he had started to envy him... And the day of the awaited wedding came... Samir invited only his brothers and their families without the rest of the relatives, due to the limited cards that "Uncle" Abu Azzam gave him. And it was only a few minutes before the start of this wedding that his four brothers and their wives came out, angry and shocked at what they saw!

Samir and Hanan's wedding party was a big leap that distanced Samir from his brothers, his family environment, his upbringing, and his closeness to Abu Azzam's environment. Samir himself was surprised and embarrassed by some of the manifestations and arrangements, but he felt that it was "unreasonable" to express any displeasure or objection to the will of his "uncle" Abu Azzam, who "surrounded him with his favors": funding the exhibition, marrying him to his daughter, the villa, covering the wedding costs, and now introducing him to his "distinguished" friends whom Samir never dreamed would be guests at his wedding, greeting them and receiving them and introducing himself to them as: "the young rising businessman, my partner in some investments" as Abu Azzam used to say.

Abu Azzam had become the air that Samir breathed! He could no longer do without him or say no to him in anything, and therefore he remained silent at his wedding about many things, justifying himself as usual.

The wedding was over, and the newlyweds traveled to Cyprus for two weeks, then returned to the villa that Samir and his father-in-law Abu Azzam shared the cost of furnishing, and they began their life in harmony and affection... each happy with the other. Samir wanted to express his gratitude and gratitude to God, so he became regular in his prayers in the first weeks, and taught Hanan how to pray! For Hanan, the last prayer she had seen in her environment was her grandfather's prayer, her mother's father, before his death years ago. Hanan responded and sometimes prayed with Samir in congregation. When they bought prayer clothes and Hanan wore them, her beauty and affection in Samir's heart increased, but the matter of the hijab was not raised at all in this environment, and Samir did not dare to discuss it with Hanan.

A full month passed after the wedding, and it did not occur to Samir during it to contact his brothers, and they did not contact him out of anger at him. Who do you think contacted him finally, and what did he say to him? And what did Zahir do out of envy? And who was Samir's first child?

Let's follow up.

May I have your permission to love you?

Inas (9)

After a month of Samir's wedding, Amjad called him requesting an interview... Samir welcomed him and invited him to the villa. Amjad came with a box of sweets as a wedding gift. He started by inquiring about Samir's well-being with his wife Hanan, his success at work, then asked Samir about his studies in medical college and how he spends his time living alone.

After these preliminaries, Amjad said in a soft, sad, and cautious voice:

"Samir, you are drifting far away..." Samir understood his brother's intent, and the features of integration and launch in the conversation disappeared, and he fell silent. Amjad said:
"Brother, may our Lord and parents not blame us, your prayer... your relationship with Allah... maintaining family ties... oh Samir..." Samir interrupted him:
"Amjad, I haven't cut you off, but it seems you came to lecture me, even the phrase 'Congratulations on your wedding' you forgot to say to me."
"Brother, frankly, what happened at the wedding doesn't make it blessed by Allah, I can't lie to you to please you."
"Brother, don't be so strict, it's the night of one's life, one wants to relax."
"Brother, if you can only relax by what angers Allah, this is heedlessness! When Allah blesses you, you should be at the peak of gratitude and obedience to Allah."
"Don't say heedlessness... I am not heedless! When you offered me to allocate part of our parents' inheritance to build a mosque, I agreed, and I am constantly doing charitable works, and it's not necessary to inform you about them. I could have taken an apartment through the bank when we left our parents' house, may Allah have mercy on them, but I didn't, and I rented a modest apartment... and prayer... who told you I don't pray?! I sometimes cut it short but I haven't abandoned it completely, and even Hanan, I encouraged her and she sometimes prays with me.. So please, don't appoint yourself as a judge over my relationship with Allah!"
"Brother, I am advising you out of concern for you... a servant should not be content with doing (some) of what Allah commands him whenever he wants sometimes... oh Samir, I expect you to be more reverent towards Allah's right, not to belittle His right."

Here, Samir's nervousness increased:

"I do not belittle Allah's right, but I love Allah and I am sure that Allah loves me... Look how He has blessed me in my business, I succeeded quickly, look how I now live in a luxurious villa... I constantly invoke Allah and He responds to me, in my illness, in my business, in my dealings and relationships."
"Oh Samir, all that you mentioned is (worldly), and Allah gives the world to those He loves and those He does not love, and He does not give faith except to those He loves. The love of Allah is known from your success in your religion and the pleasure of your parents. The day of your mother's death..."

Here, Samir's face turned red with anger, for it was the day of his mother's death, the sensitive spot that no one could touch, as he could not bear to be compared with his brothers in it, so he interrupted Amjad saying:

"May Allah have mercy on my mother and father. Amjad, I thought you came to congratulate me on my marriage, thank you for your visit and your gift, and may Allah guide us all"... and it was clear that he wanted to end the visit.

Amjad left, saddened by his brother's condition, and realized that his brother's view was completely focused on the world, for he measures his relationship with Allah through his worldly success! Amjad got into his car, and before he drove off, he sent a message to his brother on his mobile phone containing two verses: (So as for man, when his Lord tries him and honors him and favors him, he says, 'My Lord has honored me.' And as for when He tries him and restricts his provision for him, he says, 'My Lord has humiliated me.' No!)

Samir opened the message, understood what Amjad wanted him to understand: (Honor and humiliation are not according to worldly provision). Samir remembered his mother's will and her prayers for her sons while depriving him... but he was soon called by his bride (Hanan) and said to himself: "Perhaps I should think about this matter, but not now, it's enough that my mood is spoiled and I am a groom, I will think about it later... at the nearest opportunity"... and he went to Hanan.

A year passed... during which two main events occurred: First: Abu Azzam began to involve Samir in managing his other investments besides the car showroom by informing him about the nature of these investments, their problems, and assigning Samir to try to find solutions for them. The files of these investments were with the secretary Zahir, so after each meeting, the teacher would say to Samir:

"Follow up with Zahir and get the details from him."

Zahir was full of resentment towards the spoiled boy (Samir) who the teacher relied on to solve problems that Zahir himself was unable to solve: "I am the one who brought you to Abu Azzam... then you both surpass me in meetings, then he quickly married you to his daughter while you are nothing! And he thinks you will be more capable than me in solving problems?!" Therefore, Zahir dealt with Samir in a cold manner, deliberately delayed giving him some details, and made excuses for being busy, even hiding some important details from him or deliberately giving him misleading information! All this to make Samir fail.

Samir realized what Zahir wanted, so he deliberately, in a "clever" way, recorded some of his calls with Zahir and kept the correspondence between them, and pretended to Zahir that he had good thoughts about him so that Zahir would continue his mischief... while Samir said to himself: "I do not like to harm anyone, but whoever stands in my way... I will crush him!" Arrogance... was born in Samir's heart on his wedding day, and its effects appeared on the day his brother Amjad advised him... and here it continues to grow... Samir began to feel that the blessing he is in is the fruit of his intelligence and activity, and he repeated to himself: "Victory is your ally", "Success accompanies your steps", and sometimes he forgot himself alone and his lips moved with arrogance and he extended his index finger with a gesture of admiration saying: (You deserve) (You deserve)! He was proud of himself that he would "crush" Zahir with the evidence he had gathered against him, which he would present to the teacher Abu Azzam.

But what delayed him from that was the second event, which was the birth of his wife Hanan's first child... Abu Azzam came to the hospital... held his first grandson with joy...

"What will we name you, boy? What will we name you? ....Hmmmm... Ashraf..."
"Suzan... take a picture of me with Ashraf"... she took a picture and sent it, so Abu Azzam took out his mobile and wrote on Facebook: "With my first grandson, whom I named Ashraf, to be a symbol of honor in an era of cheating and deception"... It is strange that Abu Azzam did not think of consulting Samir... who had prepared a name for his child, but he remained silent understanding Abu Azzam's joy with his first grandson.

The new baby brought joy to Samir and Hanan's house, and his brothers visited him a week after Ashraf's birth to congratulate him, and it was an opportunity for Hanan to meet Tala, Said's wife, and Asim's wife. Despite the clash of temperaments, there was some harmony and joy in the visit for the new baby.

Two months passed, and Samir found the time suitable to "crush" Zahir! So he asked the teacher (his uncle) to meet the three of them. They met in the teacher's office, and Samir surprised them with a complete file of evidence that clearly incriminated Zahir and showed that he deliberately obstructed Samir's work and caused his failure, including the transcription of some recorded calls, and even evidence showing Zahir's negligence and negligence in managing some investments... Abu Azzam was flipping through the papers with a frown.... while Zahir was looking towards the window with some indifference... Samir said:

"Of course, Uncle Abu Azzam, I cannot deal with this person after that, and it is unnecessary to mention that he does not deserve the 10% share that we agreed on from the profits of the exhibition, as he did not contribute to the success of the exhibition in any way."

Abu Azzam raised his eyes from the file and looked into Zahir's eyes with suppressed anger, so Samir said with some schadenfreude:

"Uncle, if you decide to dispense with Zahir, I suggest that you do not pay him, and there is no need to defame him, perhaps he will find another job to start with a fresh start." Zahir smiled a mysterious smile, took out a cigarette and lit it, then said:
"As for me, O teacher, I suggest that you search for someone who will keep the secrets of the (facilities) file before thinking of dispensing with me!"

Translation

Samir did not understand what Secretary Zahir meant by "the secrets of the facilitation file," but he was surprised that his uncle Abu Azam's reaction was not as expected! He looked towards the window, holding his cigarette, and said:

"Zahir, I do not want this behavior to repeat with Samir. We all need to set aside any differences and present the interest of work"... that simply! And Zahir remained silent in a suspicious silence.

Then Abu Azam divided the work between them to draw boundaries for each one, and informed Zahir that his share of the car exhibition profits would decrease to (5%) in exchange for reducing his responsibilities for the exhibition in favor of Samir, and Abu Azam's share would increase to 55%. Zahir remained silent reluctantly.

The meeting ended, and Zahir left... Samir hesitated to ask his uncle about the reason for this lukewarm response as he left, but Abu Azam stopped him and asked him to hand over the evidence that incriminates Zahir so that he could keep it. Samir left determined to understand what these "secrets of the facilitation file" were, so he began to "dig" behind the teacher and Zahir, and tried to build relationships outside of work with those connected to the teacher's investments. He even seized opportunities to look at Zahir's computer and flip through his office papers in his absence, and approached the door of the teacher's office when he noticed that he had closed the door to make a call that he did not want anyone to hear. Samir practiced this espionage while being frustrated by his failure to "crush" Zahir, who had always treated him badly and sought to sabotage him.

After more than two months, Samir began to discover some things, but the teacher also discovered that his son-in-law Samir was digging behind him, as his friends informed him that Samir had tried to extract information from them in an indirect manner. So, the teacher summoned Samir to his office... What happened in this meeting between Abu Azam and his son-in-law Samir? Why didn't he fire his secretary Zahir? What are these facilitation files that Zahir was talking about? What did Samir discover about the "world" of Abu Azam and Zahir?

Let's follow up.

The wolf does not die, nor does the flock perish

Inas (10)

The teacher called Samira to his office, closed the door behind them, turned his rolling chair towards the glass window away from Samir, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and exhaled smoke... then said to Samir:

"One learns from life what cannot be learned in university or in courses or conferences... and what I have learned is that ideals and values are indeed important, important for living a psychologically healthy life and feeling content with oneself. But if you let these values interfere too much in your life, they will restrain you, and everyone will surpass you in the race. The one who lags behind in the race does not just win less, but is swept away by the flood, for we live in a merciless world."

The teacher turned his chair towards Samir and picked up some office items in front of him, saying:

"Imagine these pieces, Samir, as pieces of wood, and imagine the office as a sea whose waves are stirred by the wind, and the pieces come and go, approach and distance... Can I build a high structure on them?" Samir said:
"No, of course not." The teacher smiled, saying:
"Likewise, ideals and values in our world: society is the sea, circumstances, changes, and problems are the wind, the pieces of wood are our opportunities in this life... the stepping stones that may be available to us. If the wind calms down one day and the pieces of wood come close together and we try to build high ideals and noble values on the basis of these pieces, what will happen at the first gust of wind and the waves of the sea?" Samir said:
"They will collapse." The teacher said:
"Correct! They will collapse, and you will collapse with them! And the higher the ideals, the faster their collapse. Therefore, I have learned from my presence for more than a quarter of a century in the job market that religious values and moral ideals are a beautiful thing, but I am the one who allows them to intervene in my life to the extent appropriate for reality, meaning that I carry each piece of wood as much as it can bear, and as much as it can maintain no matter how the wind blows and the waves rise. Thus, I harmonize with my spiritual needs and with reality at the same time. Others may insist on high building, but when it collapses, they will be ready to abandon their values and morals altogether and cling to the boards so as not to drown! No, my dear, a little that is continuous is better than a lot that is cut off, the sheep does not perish and the wool does not die."

Samir fell silent and swallowed his saliva.... It seemed to him that his uncle Abu Azzam had "some logic" in what he said! This long introduction of "wisdom" from the teacher was a prelude to what he decided to inform his son-in-law Samir about, for more than an hour, about the nature of "facilitations," "compromises," "accommodations," and "concessions" that the teacher deals with in his investments.

Samir discovered that his uncle Abu Azzam's world was full of fraud, forgery, and bribes! Much more complex than the simple fraud that Samir had committed with the first car buyer (Alaa), and more complex than the limited fraud he was accustomed to in repairing some cars afterward. It became clear to Samir that the secretary Zuhayra was not just a secretary, but the one in charge of what the teacher called "facilitations and accommodations," so that the teacher would not appear in the picture and remain a "respectable" figure!

Therefore, the teacher did not act firmly with Zuhayra when he discovered that he was deliberately sabotaging Samir, because he did not want to push Zuhayra to the stage of (Ali and upon my enemies) and expose the secrets and (destroy everyone's house)!

Samir returned from Abu Azzam's office to the exhibition hall in shock... He used to justify to himself a fraud worth one hundred or two hundred dinars, but now he had to adapt himself to a level "much higher"! For a moment, Samir thought of withdrawing from this cursed world... but how could he withdraw? Abu Azzam was his air that he could no longer do without! He was his way to achieve his ambition and draw a success story... By the way, Samir had apparently achieved his ambition, for his material situation had become almost like that of his brothers, and he had married and had children like them, and had become a dignified figure among the employees of the exhibition hall and its customers, the employees of Abu Azzam's investments, and his acquaintances from the "upper class," but his extreme preoccupation with work, his hatred for Zuhayra, then his plotting against Zuhayra, then his spying on Zuhayra and the teacher, all this made the moment of achieving "ambition" pass without Samir noticing it or "tasting it."

Nevertheless, it was difficult for him to give up this life... and Samir did not find an alternative to "adapting" to his new information about Abu Azzam's world... It was not an easy task, but "three" cooperated to "adapt" him: his uncle Abu Azzam, the devil of the jinn, and his own self that incites to evil! These three cooperated to keep (the blaming self) in Samir under anesthesia! Whenever it woke up, they would "inject" it with a needle from the ready needles of various shapes: "You are better than others," "Life is like this," "Everyone does as you do," "You will compensate with charitable works," "Ideals are one thing and reality is another," "I cannot destroy what I have built of my trade and social position," "God's mercy is vast and will encompass you," "When I achieve my ambition, my psyche will settle down and I will give my religion the appropriate time," "One day I will go for Hajj and cry at the Kaaba and open a new page"... Of course, all this in addition to the original old needle: "I do not want to be less than others, I do not want to be described as a failure."

Abu Azzam also involved Samir in charitable works that he actually did! He entrusted Samir with organizing iftars during Ramadan and distributing charity packages... but Abu Azzam did not forget to have his picture taken at these events... and when the news of them was published on Abu Azzam's investment website, the numbers were doubled from what they were in reality! An iftar for a hundred orphans was held in reality... in the advertisement: three hundred, with ingenuity in photography to show a large number! And a hundred charity packages were distributed to the needy in reality... in the advertisement: two hundred packages...!

Samir remembered how his father used to call his brother Asim and give him a bag full of rice, sugar, milk, and chocolates, saying to him:

"Ya Ba Asim, take this bag to the house of Umm Raafat, but do not let anyone see you." Umm Raafat was a widow whose husband had died of cancer, leaving her with three children. Samir's father used to provide her with supplies and did not want anyone to know about it. Asim would go to her house every few days, look left and right, and if he was sure that no one was watching, he would leave the bag at her door and ring the bell, then run away quickly before the door was opened. If he informed his father of the success of the mission, he would smile and say:
"Praise be to God, may the Lord accept the charity from His servant whom He has provided with wealth and inspired to spend it."

Samir remembered this scene and these words, but he did not extract them from the context of his memory until he saw Abu Azzam's "charitable" works doubled or tripled for commercial purposes! Abu Azzam knew how to "tame" Samir little by little... at first, he informed him...

about some of the truth of "facilitation," and hid from him more serious matters... then he moved from the stage of accustoming Samir to keeping silent about these "facilitations" to involving him in some of them gradually... and whenever he saw that he had become accustomed to abandoning some of his religion and values, he began to accustom him to stealing another value from what his parents had instilled in him when he was young, so that any attempt to object to this would seem "complicated" and "narrow-minded" and "unnecessary," so Samir would not dare to object!

With the revelation of the "cards" of (turning and spinning) to Samir and then involving him in them, his dignity decreased in the eyes of his uncle Abu Azzam. Samir would comply with him in many matters and keep silent about the crookedness increasingly to obtain his approval and the continuation of his support, but in reality, this made him in the eyes of Abu Azzam (a suitable tool for use) rather than being an independent entity worthy of respect!

Abu Azzam often made Samir feel that his achievements were below the required level, and that he had expected better results... all this to "squeeze" all of Samir's abilities...

Samir felt that his compromise on his principles had cost him the respect of Abu Azzam. He tried to return to them and show that he was a "man of principle" to regain respect, and showed a kind of opposition to things that Abu Azzam had recently returned to... But Abu Azzam was not unaware of the reasons for this refusal... So, if Samir opposed him, he would look at him with a yellow smile containing some contempt, then do what he wanted as if Samir had said nothing.

Despite Samir's severe heedlessness and his drowning in Abu Azzam's quagmire, there was one principle he held onto and did not abandon throughout these years. This principle limited the speed of his deterioration, and the teacher did not pressure him much lest his self-consciousness suddenly awaken!

What was this principle, I wonder? And how did Samir's life with Hanan go after the developments in his relationship with her father? Did Samir have guarantees to preserve his work rights with Abu Azzam?

Let's follow up.

Remnants of Innate Nature

السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته

Peace be upon you and the mercy of Allah and His blessings

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful

الحمد لله رب العالمين والصلاة والسلام على أشرف الأنبياء والمرسلين سيدنا محمد صلى الله عليه وسلم وعلى آله وصحبه أجمعين

All praise is due to Allah, the Lord of the worlds, and peace and blessings be upon the noblest of prophets and messengers, our master Muhammad, peace be upon him, and upon his family and companions altogether.

أما بعد

To proceed:

بقايا الفطرة

Remnants of Innate Nature

تعريف الفطرة

Definition of Innate Nature

الفطرة هي: ما وضعه الله في قلب الإنسان من معرفة الله تعالى، ومعرفة دينه، ومعرفة ما يرضيه، وما يكرهه، وما يرضي الله عنه، وما يكرهه الله عنه، وما يرضي الله عنه، وما يكرهه الله عنه، وما يرضي الله عنه، وما يكرهه الله عنه.

Innate nature is: what Allah has placed in the heart of man of knowledge of Allah the Exalted, and knowledge of His religion, and knowledge of what pleases Him, and what He dislikes, and what pleases Allah from him, and what Allah dislikes from him, and what pleases Allah from him, and what Allah dislikes from him, and what pleases Allah from him, and what Allah dislikes from him.

أنواع الفطرة

Types of Innate Nature

1. الفطرة العامة

General Innate Nature

وهي: ما وضعه الله في قلب كل إنسان من معرفة الله تعالى، ومعرفة دينه، ومعرفة ما يرضيه، وما يكرهه، وما يرضي الله عنه، وما يكرهه الله عنه، وما يرضي الله عنه، وما يكرهه الله عنه، وما يرضي الله عنه، وما يكرهه الله عنه.

It is: what Allah has placed in the heart of every human being of knowledge of Allah the Exalted, and knowledge of His religion, and knowledge of what pleases Him, and what He dislikes, and what pleases Allah from him, and what Allah dislikes from him, and what pleases Allah from him, and what Allah dislikes from him, and what pleases Allah from him, and what Allah dislikes from him.

2. الفطرة الخاصة

Specific Innate Nature

وهي: ما وضعه الله في قلب كل إنسان من معرفة الله تعالى، ومعرفة دينه، ومعرفة ما يرضيه، وما يكرهه، وما يرضي الله عنه، وما يكرهه الله عنه، وما يرضي الله عنه، وما يكرهه الله عنه، وما يرضي الله عنه، وما يكرهه الله عنه.

بقايا الفطرة

Remnants of Innate Nature

هي: ما بقي من الفطرة في قلب الإنسان بعد أن غلبت عليه الشهوات، والهموم، والغرور، والرياء، والكبرياء، والغرور، والرياء، والكبرياء، والغرور، والرياء، والكبرياء.

They are: what remains of innate nature in the heart of man after desires, worries, arrogance, hypocrisy, pride, arrogance, hypocrisy, pride, arrogance, hypocrisy, and pride have overcome him.

أسباب بقاء بقايا الفطرة

Causes of the Remnants of Innate Nature

1. التوبة إلى الله تعالى

Repentance to Allah the Exalted

وهي: أن يتوب الإنسان إلى الله تعالى من كل ذنب، ويطلب المغفرة منه، ويترك ما يكرهه الله، ويعمل بما يرضيه الله، ويطلب منه الهداية إلى الصواب، ويطلب منه أن يثبته على الحق، ويطلب منه أن يثبته على الحق، ويطلب منه أن يثبته على الحق.

It is: that man repents to Allah the Exalted from every sin, seeks forgiveness from Him, leaves what Allah dislikes, and does what pleases Allah, seeks guidance to what is right from Him, and asks Him to establish him upon the truth, and asks Him to establish him upon the truth, and asks Him to establish him upon the truth.

2. الدعاء إلى الله تعالى

Supplication to Allah the Exalted

وهي: أن يدعو الإنسان الله تعالى بأن يثبته على الحق، ويهديه إلى الصواب، ويغفر له ذنوبه، ويبعده عن المعاصي، ويبعده عن المعاصي، ويبعده عن المعاصي.

It is: that man supplicates Allah the Exalted to establish him upon the truth, guide him to what is right, forgive his sins, and keep him away from sins, and keep him away from sins, and keep him away from sins.

3. قراءة القرآن الكريم

Recitation of the Noble Quran

وهي: أن يقرأ الإنسان القرآن الكريم، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه، ويتلوه

Inas (11)

Despite Samir's severe negligence and his drowning in Abu Azzam's affairs, there was one principle he held onto and never abandoned throughout these years. Samir had a reverence for Allah the Almighty... True, it was a weak reverence that did not prevent him from participating with Abu Azzam in many prohibitions nor drove him to maintain his prayers, but nevertheless, he feared the idea of doing something that would strip him of the description of being a Muslim.

Abu Azzam and Zahir were mocking religion, to the extent that they once showed this mockery in jest... Samir did not reciprocate them in this, but rather showed displeasure, frowned, and changed the subject. So they began to avoid such jokes in front of him.

This innate seed of goodness was preserved by Samir's father. Samir still remembers the day he went with his father to a feast at his father's cousin's house (Abu Halmi), and Samir was ten years old at the time... On the dining table, Abu Halmi wanted to make the guests laugh, so he said:

"Have you heard the latest joke? Jibril came down and entered a store..."

Here, Samir remembers how his father's features changed immediately and he cut off Abu Halmi:

"I seek refuge in Allah, Abu Halmi, do not joke about religion..."
"Abu Saeed, you're the only one listening."
"No, we do not laugh at anything that touches religion, then we will discuss right or wrong.. May Allah be pleased with you.. Everything except the anger of the Lord of the Worlds."

Here, one of the attendees intervened, saying:

"Abu Saeed is right. Jibril is a noble angel, Allah said about him: He is the speech of a noble messenger, possessing power with the One on the Throne, obedient, then trustworthy.. We do not include him in jokes."

So Abu Halmi remained silent and said:

"I seek forgiveness from Allah..."

This situation is still etched in Samir's memory, with his father's angry features, his loud tone, the heat of his faith, and his zeal for his religion. Abu Saeed was not a man of knowledge, but one of the simple Muslims, but he was a lover of Allah and a reverencer of Him.

Samir still remembers a situation that repeated itself often in front of him, when his father would hold the bills that had the basmala or the name of Allah and tear them before throwing them away. He still remembers a hadith that his father repeated to him and his brothers many times... That the Prophet, peace be upon him, mentioned a man from the previous nations whom Allah gave wealth and children, and when death approached him, he said to his sons: "What kind of father was I to you?" They said: "A good father," he said: "I have not stored up any good with Allah," meaning he did not store up any good deed for the sake of Allah's face to save him on the Day of Judgment. So he instructed his sons with a strange will and said: "Look when I die, burn me until I become flesh, then crush me, and when it is a windy day, throw me in it," meaning throw the ashes of my body so that it may scatter with the wind... And why all of this? He said: "By Allah, if Allah has the power over me, He will punish me with a punishment that no one in the world has been punished with!"

The Prophet of Allah, peace be upon him, said: (He took their covenant on that and raised them, so they did, then they threw him on a windy day, and Allah the Almighty said: Be, so he was a standing man, and Allah said: O My servant, what made you do what you did? He said: "Fear of You," and he did not escape that Allah had mercy on him at that moment)... meaning that Allah the Almighty caught him with His mercy when he said this word!

Samir still remembers how his father, despite his sternness, would choke his voice and soften his features every time he read: "He did not escape that Allah had mercy on him at that moment" as he repeated the hadith on more than one occasion... and how he would say to them: "What saved this man, my children? It was his reverence for Allah. Be careful, no matter how much you sin, do not lose this lifeline, and do not allow anyone to steal this jewel in your hearts with a silly joke or a trivial word that you laugh at or flatter him in it, so that your hereafter is destroyed."

This reverence in Samir, despite its weakness, was a hair that kept him connected to his religion, and a faint spark of fire, but capable of growing. And Abu Azzam warned against approaching this red line.

After months of Samir's involvement in Abu Azzam's other investments, the car showroom, his life with Hanan began to be affected and their happiness soured... For in these years, Samir discovered the bitter truth: that Abu Azzam did not marry him to his daughter and settle him in the villa for the blackness of his eyes nor because he loved him and considered him his son as Samir once imagined! But to be a ring on his finger that he uses in his investments and benefits from him as much as possible. And Samir's respect for his uncle Abu Azzam decreased when he discovered the crookedness in the "facilitations" and "connections," and for another reason that greatly provoked Samir: Samir realized over time that Abu Azzam was not keen on ending the problems Samir was suffering from with Zahir, but was happy for their continuation to exploit them! He deliberately made comparisons between them to ignite each one's enthusiasm to present the best of what they had, even if it was at the expense of their psychology and the increase of envy between them, but he would put an end to their enmity if he felt it affected (business interests)!

So Samir imagined himself and Zahir as horses (or donkeys!) pulling a carriage on which Abu Azzam was sitting, whipping them to go faster and faster! Also, the financial matters were not clear between Samir and his uncle Abu Azzam. Samir has a 40% share of the profits from the car showroom. Fine, and what about his efforts in following up the poultry farm? And the fast food restaurant chain? And the contracting company? And the shares of the insurance company? Abu Azzam had lured his son-in-law to help him manage these affairs without agreeing on a salary for Samir in return for his efforts in them. Is he a partner? Is he an employee? Nothing on paper, and there is no financial compensation that he has received from them so far.

Of course, it was difficult for Samir to confront his uncle Abu Azzam on the matter while he was living in the luxurious villa without compensation, and his uncle had bought him a luxurious (Jeep), even if the opportunity had not yet been given to register it in Samir's name! And Abu Azzam did not forget to surprise Samir every now and then with tickets he booked for him, his wife, and his son to travel to tourist areas, or with (oil tanks) and boxes of vegetables and fruits and bags of meat that he sent to Samir's house. And on the day Hanan gave birth to their son Ashraf, Abu Azzam had taken the initiative to pay the hospital bills, and he gave his daughter a sum of money every now and then.

In the face of all this, Samir's question to his uncle, "What do I have for my efforts?" would seem rude to him! What more does he want than what he is in?! But nevertheless, he was not at ease with the lack of clarity of his salary for dedicating his life to his uncle's investments. Apart from all this, Samir began to be late for work, and even in the time he spent at home, he often received and made calls related to work, including problems that provoked his anger and soured his times with Hanan. Samir was keen in all this to "prove himself" in the competition with Zahir in front of the teacher, and Zahir was obstructing Samir's work (from below) without leaving any hold on him, for he had learned from the previous lesson when Samir gathered evidence against him!

Hanan loved her husband and asked him for tenderness and care...

"My love, we are waiting for you, me and Ashraf... I showed your picture to Ashraf on the mobile and he smiled and said: Daddy..Daddy, and he stood at the door waiting for you.. When will you come back?"
"Hahaha.. My love, Daddy.. Okay, I will go out soon..."

At home:

"My love, please, I do not like to see you in a bad mood... Be with us and leave work to us..."

At first, Samir would pity Hanan as he saw in her eyes the pleading and genuine love, so he would respond, calm himself... and sometimes leave his phone away from him to devote himself to her and Ashraf. But over time, his way of responding changed:

"Please come back to us, Samir, we miss you, me and Ashraf..."
"Busy with your father's interests..."

At home:

"Please close the phone, we want you for ourselves"
"I have to, until your father is pleased" with a tone that contained annoyance. Samir used to refer to her father as (Uncle Abu Azzam)... now: (your father).

Meanwhile

On the other hand, Hanan noticed a decline in her father's respect for her husband... and she could do nothing in the face of the strained relationship between the two. She also began to feel tense and restless in her relationship with Samir... but something kept a bit of affection in this house: Hanan was pregnant with Samir's second son... and she deliberately pretended to be tired and in need of care in the last months of her pregnancy to attract some affection and attention from Samir... who indeed managed to pull himself out of the work whirlwind with difficulty to dedicate some time to his home.

After three years of Ashraf's birth, Hanan gave birth to her second child... Samir was delighted with his new baby... but Abu Azzam soon came to spoil this joy! He went to the hospital and told Samir, Hanan, and her mother that he had "decided" to name the new baby (Sadiq).

Strangely, it did not occur to Abu Azzam to "consult" Samir at least in naming his son or ask him if he had prepared a name for his son! Because Abu Azzam had unconsciously come to see Samir's sons as part of his possessions!

On his Facebook account, the teacher posted a picture of himself holding the new baby with a smile and wrote underneath: "My new grandson, I named him (Sadiq) to be truthful in this time when lying has prevailed, after I named my first grandson (Ashraf) to preserve honor in a time of cheating and deception!" Then the teacher began to receive likes from fans and congratulations from his clients, partners, and employees.

Samir realized that the teacher was using his sons' names for commercial purposes, to hide his true face and beautify his image in front of his acquaintances. This was a harsh and humiliating feeling for Samir. He thought of objecting and saying, "But I had prepared a name for my son," but he was like a drugged man in opposing Abu Azzam!

Dr. Amjad called Samir... he had completed his medical studies and had begun to specialize in neurology... Samir thought that Amjad knew about the arrival of the new baby... so he was surprised, especially since his relationship with his brothers had weakened over the days and the many preoccupations and problems, so he only met them on holidays. Perhaps he met one of them by chance while shopping after months of disconnection! Amjad was the most communicative of them, who checked on Samir with WhatsApp messages and endured Samir's ignorance of many of his messages and calls and resumed communication until Samir responded... Amjad was keen to keep even a thin thread between them, in addition to waiting for the right opportunity to tell Samir words his mother "Umm al-Said" said before her death, which he thought might make a difference in Samir's life, but he kept these words for the right opportunity and did not want to "burn his turn" by throwing them at Samir while he was unaware, so they would be lost among the rubble of his preoccupations and worries. This opportunity had not yet come... why did Amjad call then?

"Samir, I would like to invite you to my place."
"Masha'Allah! When?"
"Next Friday at five o'clock in the Nobles Hall..."
"Beautiful... by the way, I was blessed with a baby recently."
"Masha'Allah... what did you name him?"

Samir was silent and said to himself: "What did I name him? Unfortunately, it is not I who named him... my brothers name their children while I..."

"Hello?"
"Sorry... we named him: Sadiq."
"A beautiful name.. I'll be waiting for you on Friday, and I'll inform my brothers about your new baby."

Who is the girl that Dr. Amjad proposed to? He was visiting Tala's house two weeks ago:

"Tala... do you have a bride for a respectable young man who looks exactly like me?" Tala said jokingly:
"Like you or respectable?" Amjad smiled:
"My older sister and I cannot answer you."
"I have a student in the education course who is well-mannered, religious, and the best thing about her is her kind heart, quick to tears." Amjad's eyes lit up:
"Beautiful?"
"And what about you? This question is asked by your respectable friend who looks exactly like you."
"Tulul... you know who I mean."
"Okay, say it from the beginning and no beating around the bush, ya Namis."
"Ahem Ahem... a doctor of the world and you call me Namis?!"
"Sorry, I mean Dr. Namis"...

Amjad went with Tala to the house of his student "Jaman"... and met her and her family, and the share was... After two months, Samir attended his brother Amjad's wedding, the atmosphere was joyful... it made him think about rectifying his situation.... how? And how to achieve what he wanted and did not achieve at the same time?! And what is the big event that will affect Samir's life?

Let's follow up.

Water That Does Not Quench Thirst!

السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته Peace be upon you and the mercy of Allah and His blessings

Supplication

اللَّهُمَّ أَنْتَ رَبِّي لَا إِلَهَ إِلَّا أَنْتَ خَلَقْتَني وَأَنَا عَبْدُكَ وَأَنَا عَلَى عَهْدِكَ وَوَعْدِكَ مَا اسْتَطَعْتُ أَعُوذُ بِكَ مِنْ شَرِّ مَا صَنَعْتُ وَأَبُوءُ لَكَ بِنِعْمَتِكَ عَلَيَّ وَأَبُوءُ لَكَ بِذَنْبِي فَاغْفِرْ لِي فَإِنَّهُ لَا يَغْفِرُ الذُّنُوبَ إِلَّا أَنْتَ "O Allah, You are my Lord, there is no god but You. You created me, and I am Your servant. I abide by Your covenant and promise as much as I am able. I seek refuge in You from the evil of what I have done. I acknowledge Your favor upon me and I acknowledge my sin, so forgive me, for no one forgives sins except You."

Inas (12)

At Amjad's wedding, Samir met his brothers and their children... Everyone was happy... He wondered to himself: "Why are they happier than me? Why do I see them having peace and tranquility that I don't find in myself? I go out every day from morning till night to spend my life on the interests of Abu Azam, who plows on me and I don't know what my reward will be for all of that in the end... Okay, if this man dies, what will be my share from all these investments? The money will go to his children and I will end up wasting my life! My bank balance hasn't increased for more than a year because I'm preoccupied with the exhibition... I want to build something for my future..."

The car exhibition is the only thing Samir has a clear percentage of profits from, so he returned to focusing on it after Abu Azam distracted him with his other investments in the past period. So, if the teacher asked him about the delay in managing his other investments, he would reply:

"Busy with the exhibition today, I will go to manage the restaurant chain tomorrow"... "The exhibition took my time today, I will coordinate to provide feed for the poultry farm tomorrow"...

Then Samir insisted on importing used cars instead of dealing with used ones locally, and this was not by the teacher's desire because he would have to make Samir travel and be preoccupied with other investments... The teacher tried to ignite Samir's enthusiasm by striking a chord with competition with Zuhair:

"Since you are busy, hand over the follow-up of managing the insurance company to Zuhair."
"Okay, I will meet with him the day after tomorrow and hand over its files and explain to him."
"Good, perhaps he will succeed in achieving what you did not achieve."
"I wish him that... Let him be busy with something instead of sitting and scheming and digging"!

The teacher was surprised by Samir's answer and realized that Samir had started to feel deprived and that he needed to feel some independence, so he decided to grant his son-in-law this "illusionary" independence as long as everything ultimately serves his interests and Samir remains under control!

The success of the exhibition, traveling to import cars, and being preoccupied with Abu Azam's other investments, even if limited, occupied Samir again from his home, and Sadiq did not receive what Ashraf received in his childhood from his father's attention... Hanan would make Ashraf call his father when he asked about him, hoping that Samir would miss him, and Samir would reply:

"Okay, my dear dad, I will come and take you to the park"... He would come late, take the family in a hurry while preoccupied... Then he would come and Ashraf and Sadiq would be asleep.... Then he would stop answering most of Hanan and Ashraf's calls... The weekend was rarely a break for Samir...
"Dad, come play with us"...
"Now I'm busy, my love, I will come in a little while"..... Ashraf would return after a few minutes....
"Dad, I waited for you and you didn't come"....
"Minutes, dad, leave me now, I'm doing calculations, you distract me every time you come"....

The poor boy would come back after a little while:

"Later, dad?"... "Finish, Ashraf... When I finish, I will come to you"... Samir did not notice that when he shouted "Finish, Ashraf," the poor boy was scared and trembled... Then he left and did not return!

Over time, Samir became emotionally detached from his sons, and if he called (Ashraf) or (Sadiq), an image of the teacher exploiting their names to beautify his ugliness would jump into his subconscious! So he felt a vague feeling that his sons were not his! Hanan's tender reproach to Samir and her plea for more attention began to turn into annoyance and argument with him in front of their sons:

"You come late to sit on the mobile or laptop! Ashraf is beating me, he doesn't listen... And he needs help with his studies as well"...
"Busy with your father's interests"...
"Don't talk about my father like that... What your father did for you, no one did for his son-in-law"...

Samir raised his eyes from the laptop and looked angrily:

"What did your father do for me?! Your father plows on me for his interests, I wake up and sleep thinking about them and working on them.. In return for what?"..
"In return for the comfort we are in"..
"Whose comfort is this in the name of? What do I have from all of this? Even you have started to blame me?!"

Hanan left Samir for a while then returned to him:

"My dear Samir, I didn't mean to blame you.. But you hurt me by talking about my father like that... Please don't involve me in your problems with my father"...
"Okay, fine"...
"Come sit with us"
"I will come in a little while"

Half an hour passed and Hanan waited... Then Samir came and the children had already slept... Hanan was on the mobile... Samir spoke to her a little and she felt a lump in her throat, then they both slept... Over time, Ashraf and Sadiq began to leave their mother's focus as they left their father's focus... Samir "achieves himself" by dedicating his time to the exhibition... So Hanan began to "achieve herself" by attracting more followers on social media platforms, achieving more interaction on posts, and spending time with her friends, and the two children were no longer a "success project" for either of their parents. To get rid of their annoyance, both parents began to leave them to spend long hours on electronic devices, each of them has a tablet and mobile, and they have a PlayStation.

Hanan's younger brother used to take Ashraf with him to gatherings of friends and to the university - during Ashraf's school holidays - proud of his nephew's handsome looks and waiting to attract the attention of his university colleagues and hear words of praise from them about Ashraf, and Ashraf acquired negative traits from his uncle's company, and Samir did not like that, but he remained silent because that compensated for some of the emptiness Ashraf suffered from his parents.

At the age of six, Sadiq's school performance was frequently criticized... His parents took him to a specialized center for evaluation owned and managed by a wealthy philanthropist... He noticed that Samir was preoccupied with his phone during the evaluation session instead of following his son's performance in the evaluation session.. So he said to himself: "The father needs treatment before his son!".. He took Samir aside and told him that Sadiq suffers from learning difficulties and excessive distraction caused by the main reason of losing effective social communication with his parents and excessive exposure to electronic devices. He needs three occupational therapy sessions per week... The manager remained silent, looking at Samir with a smile, and said in a sympathetic tone:

"You both need to communicate with your son more"...

Samir was shocked

"My son has learning difficulties?!"...

On the way back to the villa, there was blame between Samir and Hanan and each of them threw the responsibility on the other in this problem... Samir took Sadiq's hand as they ascended the villa stairs, looked at him with a look of pity, and decided to take more care of his son... But as usual, this "decision" was a temporary burst of enthusiasm... After his sons left his focus for a long time, Samir lacked the skills to communicate with them... He did not find pleasure in talking to them and playing with them, nor in seeing them grow up, try, stumble, succeed, make funny mistakes in words.... All of this passed and Samir was preoccupied... Even his sessions with them and attempts to play were forced, because they were simply not part of his success project that occupied his mind...

Vacations were a vent where Samir would gather with his family to spend "somewhat" enjoyable time... It was not devoid of tension, blame, and work-related calls, and its beautiful effect would quickly disappear when Samir returned to the whirlpool of work. With Samir's focus on the car exhibition, the exhibition actually flourished and Samir's bank balance grew. However, the strange thing was that his psychological balance did not increase but decreased after that, in an inverse relationship with his bank balance!

Samir couldn't understand the reason. Everything (material) in Samir's life was beautiful: a beautiful villa, a beautiful car, a beautiful office, a beautiful exhibition, a beautiful wife, two beautiful children, trips to beautiful tourist places, and recently: beautiful bank balances... But his life was not beautiful! Despite neglecting his studies in his youth, he was not bad at the basics of mathematics, especially since he needed them in his work. He did not understand this equation: how can the sum of these beautiful things be an unlucky life?

In the midst of the material life that he immersed himself in, the word (blessing) did not occur to Samir, nor did he remember to include it in his equations! And the day he paid attention to the Imam's reading - on the morning of his mother's death - when he read: "Verily, they love the fleeting and leave behind a heavy day," he realized that he had been heedless of Allah. Then he numbed himself that he must first achieve worldly success and then turn to Allah. Samir did not consider that day that moments of awakening are not something we can summon by recalling them whenever we wish! But they are a gift from Allah. If we do not utilize them, we will forget them, and we will forget ourselves with them!

Samir's feeling of frustration and lack of motivation increased... His enthusiasm and persistent efforts had a motive: "I do not want to be less than my brothers, I do not want to be described as a failure, I want to acquire money and status, I want to live a comfortable life"... And Samir achieved what he wanted, and did not achieve it at the same time! For he achieved these ambitions, which he thought would ensure his happiness, but the surprise was that they did not provide him with happiness! He felt like a thirsty man walking exhausted in a desert, sees an oasis, reaches it, it is not a mirage... Here is the water indeed... But the strange thing is that he drinks and drinks and does not quench his thirst!

Hatred towards Zuhair and the attempt to prove himself in competing with him were not sufficient motives to continue exerting doubled efforts. His determination waned, and the symptoms of impatience reappeared again. His solutions to problems, which Abu Azzam relied on greatly, became sometimes makeshift solutions, close to (cosmetic repairs) that he promoted by the first car in his business on the poor Ala'a! They were not radical solutions based on calm thinking and patient contemplation...

These "malfunctions" of these makeshift solutions began to appear to Abu Azzam, which angered him and increased the tension in his relationship with Samir, and this reflected on Samir's home... In short, Samir's life became like a broken rosary whose beads scattered, and his condition was extreme. After eleven years of Samir's marriage, and after this drought and bewilderment in his life that entered a long autumn, and under a broken family and a marital relationship that improved and worsened, a plant grew in the desert of his life... when his wife gave birth to a girl.

Samir did not wait for the teacher to intervene in naming his children this time, but he had already chosen a name for her from the day he knew, during her mother's pregnancy with her, that she was a girl... He named her: "Inas." This name expressed what he was lacking in his life and the state of loneliness he was living. This Inas will be a turning point in Samir's life. Why is that? And how did she steal her father's heart and revive his life again?

Let's follow...

A Flower That Grew in the Desert

Peace be upon you and the mercy of Allah and His blessings.

Today, we will talk about a flower that grew in the desert. This flower is not like the flowers we see in gardens or parks. It is a special flower that grew in a harsh and difficult environment.

The desert is a place where there is very little water and the sun is very hot. It is not an easy place for plants to grow. But this flower found a way to grow and thrive in the desert.

The flower is called the "desert rose." It is a beautiful flower with pink or white petals. It grows in the deserts of Africa and the Middle East.

The desert rose is a symbol of hope and resilience. It shows us that even in the most difficult circumstances, there is always a way to grow and thrive.

May Allah bless you and your families. Peace be upon you.

Inas (13)

Inas... her heart captivated Samir, and a love for her surged within him that he had never felt for his previous children, nor for any other person. Inas brought back a sense of mercy and tenderness between the couple, and Samir began to return home early from work to see Inas.

He was not alone in this; everyone loved Inas: Abu Azzam and his wife Susan, Ashraf, Sadiq, and the maid in the villa. Even Samir, overjoyed by her, invited his brothers to his house for the first time in years to share in the joy! They accepted his invitation and felt, for the first time, that someone from Samir's side was part of them.

The little girl grew up, and Samir's love for her grew day by day. Inas was like the green sapling that sprouts from a dry, withered tree, which the observer had thought was dead. That's how she was to Samir, and that's how she was in Samir's life. Fair-skinned, with brown hair and eyes, as if the innocence of all children had gathered in her face and smile. If asked, "What is your name?" she would lower her head shyly, hiding behind her father, and answer in a faint voice: "Inas."

At the age of four, her father began to take her with him to work whenever he felt he couldn't bear to be separated from her! No one saw her without loving her! She pierced hearts without permission. Even Zuhair, Samir's bitter enemy, would smile at her unconsciously, and she would smile back. In moments when her father was preoccupied, he would talk to her or give her a piece of candy.

Her uncle, Dr. Amjad, had been blessed with a daughter (Fatima), who was now the same age as Inas (four years old), and he bought each of them a doll of their size, also fair-skinned with brown eyes. Inas owned Samir's heart and brought life back to his dry home. She would come in the morning, having woken up from her sleep, hugging her doll, and surprise her father, who was busy with his laptop. She would stand in front of him, waiting for his usual welcome and affection, with her radiant smile and face illuminated by the sun's rays streaming through the window. Her way of holding her doll made him feel pity for his daughter and her need for him and his affection. He would put his device aside and hug her:

"Hello, hello my life, hello my Anous," and he would remain hugging her, kissing her, and running his hand through her hair for a few minutes, charging him with life for that day.

Samir would get up from breakfast and head to the office in the villa to finish some work before going to the car exhibition. Inas would stand at the office door, hands and feet spread to block it:

"Forbidden... come play with me." Samir would smile and wish he could tear his heart open to put Inas in it!
"My dear, I have work to do."
"Work, work, work! Finish... you will play with me." If he stayed away from her in the house for too long, she would come to him in the office:
"Dad, come read me a story."
"Okay, Dad, in five minutes."
"I will count to five minutes and then come... okay?"
"Hahaha... it's called minutes, minutes, not dā'aq." And Inas would try:
"Dā'aq, dā'aq... you will come after five dā'aq... right?"
"Insha'Allah, my dear." Inas would go:
"Sadiq, when five dā'aq pass, tell me." Sadiq would laugh. Every short while, Inas would ask Sadiq:
"Have the five dā'aq passed?"
"Not yet."
"Aaaah..." Inas would clench her fists, annoyed by the long time her father had postponed for her.
"Inas... now the five dā'aq have passed." Inas would rush to Samir's office:
"Come on, come read me a story."
"Just a moment, my dear."
"No! Forbidden... come." She didn't "ask" for her right from her father as Ashraf used to do before, but she imposed herself on Samir. Samir would get up reluctantly, pick up Inas in his hands, lift her, and kiss her as she laughed, delighted by this victory.

Ashraf, the fourteen-year-old, was out of control and no longer asked his parents for attention. He rarely responded to them if they asked him to sit or go out with them. He spent most of his time on electronic devices or with his friends.

As for Sadiq, the eleven-year-old, he had recovered from learning difficulties and still went out with his parents and Inas on some outings and trips. And when Samir noticed that Sadiq was looking at him while he was playing with Inas, Samir would "pretend" to give Sadiq some attention and play with him.

Another year passed in the life of this rose, and her beauty and movements increased. She would scatter the puzzle pieces on the living room floor and then go to bring Sadiq from his room, Hanan from her room, and Samir from his office, pulling each one by the hand... to sit together on the floor and assemble the puzzle pieces. It was as if she was the one raising her parents and pulling them out of their immersion in the whirlwind of life to practice their "humanity" with her!

She would come to her father in the evening while he was engrossed in his calculations, walking on her tiptoes so he wouldn't notice her... until she stood in front of him. He would raise his eyes from the laptop, and there she was, bringing him a plate with slices of apple, orange, and pear. And sweeter than all of this was her expressive smile, showing affection and a sense of accomplishment.

Inas entered kindergarten... good grades, harmony with her classmates and teachers, and loved by everyone. However, at the end of the second semester, the principal informed Inas's mother that she had noticed moments of distraction sometimes for a few seconds with a quick blink of her eyes as if she was not conscious. Samir was afraid and thought of a suitable neurologist: "My brother Amjad, a well-known neurologist, and he will take care of Inas."

Amjad had specialized in neurology, and his wife Jaman had given birth to "Zainab," aged eleven, "Fatima," aged six (the same age as Inas), and "Omar," aged two. A happy, loving family. Amjad was not only successful in his specialty but also kind-hearted, deeply faithful, tender-hearted, and compassionate. His patients benefited from his smile and kind words to their bodies and souls as much as they benefited from his accurate diagnosis and the medicine he prescribed. He also conducted courses in scientific Islamic education for youth and fortification against destructive ideas and doubts alongside his work at his clinic. His students saw him as a role model and wished to be like him in religion and the world. In all of this, he felt as if he had been nourished for these years by the blessings of his mother's prayers for him.

For a while, Amjad had not seen Inas. Since the day he visited her and gave her the doll, even during the previous holidays, Samir was sometimes traveling and sometimes preoccupied with meeting his brothers. Samir and Inas entered Amjad's office from the waiting room.

"Hello, hello, hello Anous."

Amjad lifted her, kissed her, and sat her on the examination bed. He looked at her for a few seconds.

"You resemble my mother, my girl!"

Inas smiled her radiant smile.

"Masha'Allah! May Allah preserve you."

He turned to Samir:

"How are you, Samir?"

Samir told him about the symptoms they had received from the school. Amjad sent her to have a brain scan, and after examining the result, he told Samir:

"This is a type of excessive brain charge, it is not frightening, and it will disappear later, insha'Allah. Until then, continue giving her this medicine," and he took out a box of medicine from the clinic's cabinet.

Samir became anxious and began to ask many questions about his daughter's illness. Amjad found the opportunity suitable and said to him:

"Do not be afraid, but it is better to have one of Inas's relatives with her at school always. What do you think, Samir, about transferring Inas to Fatima's school next year? I will ask Fatima about her observations. And I can sometimes bring them back from school, which will be an opportunity for me to follow up on her condition. What do you think?"

Amjad wanted to surround this little girl with a suitable environment as much as possible, so he was keen on a close relationship between her and Fatima.

Samir did not hesitate as long as it was in Inas's interest. The registration date came, and Susan, Hanan's mother, intervened, refusing to register her granddaughter in this school.

"This is a normal school... Inas should go to elite schools." Samir insisted and fulfilled his wish this time, for nothing is more important to him than Inas's well-being.

What will happen to Ashraf? And how will that affect his family's life? Let's follow up...

Where is Ashraf?

Inas (14)

Ashraf, Inas's older brother, is now sixteen... he has completely slipped out of his parents' control... and started causing them a lot of embarrassment with his bad behavior... The parents were reaping the fruits of years of neglect towards Ashraf. He did not find care and affection from them, so the boy found attention among bad companions and his uncle's younger acquaintances.

The couple wanted to rectify the situation with Sadiq, who is thirteen years old... but they lacked patience and genuine interest in effective communication with Sadiq:

"Your son studied"...
"You study him, I'm busy"...
"And I'm busy and tired"...
"What are you busy with?! You have a maid, it's enough for me to take care of your father's interests"...

And the argument starts on the word "your father"!

During the holiday:

"Take Sadiq with you to work, he will get bored and I will win"...
"He does nothing in the office. He will get bored too. Take him and enroll him in a karate club".

They realized that it is "necessary" to give Sadiq more attention, but they disagreed on who "should" take on this task. The tragedy is that this argument was taking place in front of Sadiq or within his hearing, so he received the painful message:

"My parents care about Inas because they love her and enjoy spending time with her, while they want to care about me because they 'have to', and each of them throws this 'duty' onto the other!".

This forced "attention" did not help, even if one of the spouses eventually took on this "heavy duty", and Sadiq became more distant from them over the days.

Inas, who was sweet, noticed the difference in her parents' treatment between her and Sadiq, and she did not approve of it for her beloved brother... At the dinner table, her father puts a morsel in her mouth: "Inas, the love of my heart"...

She says:

"And Sadiq too, right Dad?"...
"Emmm, of course, of course, and Sadiq, but he has to listen to the talk".

One day, her father tells her:

"If you bring high grades, Anus, I will get you the most beautiful gift"...

She says, smiling:

"And Sadiq too... right?"....
"Emmm, Sadiq's grades are not good.. If he cared about his studies, I would get him the sweetest gift".

Inas says:

"He will study and bring high grades and you will get him a gift... right, Sadiq?"... and Sadiq remains silent, hurt.

Samir remembers that his sister Tala holds courses in upbringing, he called her asking for help with advice on raising Sadiq and "reclaiming" Ashraf... Tala visited him, and sat with him and Hanan for two hours explaining and correcting them, and pointed out to them that bringing about change would require time...

They began to apply some of these tips... Sadiq's interaction with them was weak... and it was not long before they relapsed and returned to their wrong ways of dealing with him and alienating him.

Each of them began to put the blame for the failure in raising the two boys on the other.... Sometimes arguments would occur and Inas would be sitting between her parents, her little heart would start beating fast, her smile would disappear and worry would appear on her face... The argument would end and each of them would be silent with anger.. Inas would look at her father one moment and at her mother the next, then she would pull each of their hands with one of her little hands and interlock their hands together.. Her eyes would say to them more than what her tongue could express: "Please, reconcile... don't make me lose my security.. I love you and I want you to love each other.. Your affection is the bed on which I sleep"...

They would notice that and ease the situation, ending it with brief words and stern expressions...

Despite the recurrence of such situations, nothing could break the spirit of cheerful and kind-hearted Inas... but the atmosphere of the villa became annoying and dry... Inas learned to read, and yet she would ask her father to accompany her to the house library to read her a story.... And if he forgot, with his mind preoccupied, to embrace her with his arm and hug her to his chest, she would take his hand and wrap it around herself...

Amjad sometimes called Samir:

"I took Inas and Fatima from school.... I will pass by with them to our house to play a little until you come to take Anus in the evening... okay?".
"Okay"...

Samir did not object because Inas is attached to Fatima and because he knows that this is a relief for her that breaks the monotony of her days in the dry atmosphere of the villa.... And Hanan sometimes objects and sometimes remains silent to enjoy some time, especially since Zainab, Amjad's eldest daughter, sometimes volunteered to teach Inas, taking this task off Hanan's hands.

Whoever sees the frequent visitors in Amjad's clinic would think that he lives in a luxurious palace, but that was not the case.. For Amjad was a compassionate doctor, his joy was to draw a smile on the faces of his patients by alleviating their suffering.. And when he heard the supplications of the poor among them as he gave them medicine from his store and refused to take a fee from them, he felt more happiness and tranquility than if they had given him... His house was somewhat spacious, with few decorations, comfortable furniture without luxury, with a medium-sized garden. Nevertheless, this house was much more spacious in Inas's feeling than the villa she lived in with her broken family.

They hear the call to prayer at Amjad's house and they stand up one after the other to perform ablution and then pray in congregation.... And Inas had gotten used to this, so she would stand up and pray with them after Fatima gave her a prayer set from hers.

Inas returns to the villa with her father... she hears the call to prayer... "Dad, Mom, come on, let's pray together"... Samir and Hanan had almost completely neglected prayer in recent years, except for the Friday prayer which Samir still performed. Samir and Hanan were happy that their daughter was praying, and they wanted her to be better than them in her religion.

In the villa, with all its material luxuries, nothing was more beautiful than the sight of Inas when she placed her childish chair at the washing area, then rolled up her sleeves and performed ablution, then put on the white prayer clothes that Fatima had given her.

Her parents were affected by her beautiful appearance, they interacted with her a few times and all of them prayed... then they began to relax, postpone, and avoid...

"Dad, why don't you pray anymore?"
"I will pray, my dear, I will pray when I finish what I have on my hands"... then Samir does not pray...

She repeated waking up for Fajr prayer to the alarm clock that Fatima had given her, she would go to her parents' room:

"Dad, Mom... prayer, come on, let's pray together"... Samir raises his head saying:
"Okay, my dear, a little"... then he goes back to sleep deeply... As for Hanan, she does not wake up at all!

Her brother Sadiq... imitated her a few times, then became lazy... Inas almost became lazy herself, but the repetition of her visits to her uncle Amjad's house had a deep effect on her, renewing her determination whenever she faltered.

The used car market began to decline, and the profits of the exhibition dwindled... Abu Azzam entered, and arranged for an "expert" to manipulate the car odometers to be sold as if they were low-mileage and at low prices! Samir did not intervene, for he was used to cheating, in addition to his weakness in front of Abu Azzam and his failure to solve the problems of many of his investments, and also because the scales began to tip in favor of Zuhair in their competition, so he did not want more "defeats"... All this silenced him about the blatant fraud.

Inas is now eight years old, two years have passed since the beginning of her treatment, and the seizures had completely stopped from the beginning of the treatment.... Dr. Amjad tried to gradually stop Inas's treatment, and found that her condition was stable without treatment.

Samir was very happy with this news: "Inas's recovery". But it was not long before he received a shocking call!

His eldest son, Ashraf, who is eighteen years old, was arrested on charges of drug trafficking!....

Samir rushed to the prison... Ashraf was broken:

"I swear to God, Dad, I didn't deal... I did use, yes, but I didn't deal... My friends are the ones who 'put' the charge on me and lied about me to save the real dealer"....
"Oh, you disappointment! Promotion or usage... all of it is shameful... what drove you to do this?! What scandal have you brought upon us?!"

Samir left his son's visit and called a lawyer, who informed him that this charge could mean three years in prison... it was shocking news to everyone, though not entirely unexpected from a young man suffering from a great spiritual void...

Einas cried for a long time when she understood what had happened to her brother and that he might be away from home for years.

The lawyer told Samir that he would try to secure an acquittal for Ashraf, and asked Samir for ten thousand dinars, to which Samir agreed...

The atmosphere at home was tense. Both Samir and Hanan blamed each other for Ashraf's downfall. However, the family had to hide this painful news and act normally in front of people... for Abu Azzam had invited his acquaintances to his 62nd "birthday" party the following week, and he did not want this news to spoil his celebration!

Samir, Hanan, Sadiq, and Einas attended Abu Azzam's "birthday" party, which gathered business partners, major clients, and employees of Abu Azzam's affairs along with their families.

Ziad (the son of secretary Zuhair) knew what had happened to Ashraf, and wanted to embarrass his father's rival by striking at this raw wound at the beginning of the party... so he said to some young people present from Ashraf's generation who knew him before:

"Strange! Where is Ashraf? Ask his father about him"...

Two of them came to the table where Samir's family was sitting:

"Uncle, Ashraf's father, where is Ashraf? Why isn't he with you?"

It was a highly embarrassing moment, as if the word "Ashraf" was a knife stabbing Samir every time he heard it!

"There is a minor problem..."
"What is it?"
"Nothing important"... then Samir distracted himself with the young men using his mobile... Samir was thinking about this "shame" more than he thought about the meaning that he "lost his son"! "Ashraf's situation will affect my reputation", "What will my acquaintances say about me and my upbringing?", "Will this affect my business?!"

The party's segments began: introductions, food, singing, competitions, funny segments... and Samir and Hanan forced smiles with difficulty!

After the party ended and on their way back to the villa, Samir began giving Sadiq advice and admonitions: "Sadiq, look how Ashraf has brought us shame!... Don't associate with reckless youth... Don't accompany your uncle... Don't do this and don't do that"...

And Sadiq remained silent throughout this... Sadiq knew that his father's motive for this was his image, meaning "Samir's image" in front of people: "My father fears that I will shame him as Ashraf has shamed him, not that he is concerned for me... My father does not care about my psychological needs as a young man of fifteen... Moreover, my inner psyche does not matter to him, his image does not matter to me!"

And Sadiq's dealings with his father became cold afterwards, avoiding sitting with him and listening to his forced advice, and spending more of his time with his friends...

And Samir remained on edge, fearing that one day he would hear about Sadiq doing something that would "shame" him, in addition to his feeling of loneliness from his son's aversion to him.

Samir and Hanan visited Ashraf in prison... and Ashraf was eager to see his father and mother, wanting to hear a word of reassurance or hope. The parents spent the first visits blaming Ashraf and scolding him for this deviation... then they began to convey to him the latest news from the lawyer regarding his case, and they hoped that he would be released in the coming weeks or months...

Will the lawyer secure an acquittal for Ashraf? And what is the matter that will make Hanan object to Einas going to her uncle Amjad's house? And what is the grave mistake that Samir made in a moment of weakness in front of Abu Azzam? And what is the word that Abu Azzam will say to Samir to stir up memories more than twenty years old?

Let's continue...

Punishment with Bliss!

العذاب بالنعيم!

Punishment with Bliss!

1. Introduction

Peace be upon you, and the mercy of Allah and His blessings. Welcome to our program, "The Path to Allah." Today, we will discuss a topic that may seem paradoxical at first glance: "Punishment with Bliss." We will explore this concept from the perspective of Islamic teachings and the Quran.

2. Understanding the Concept

The idea of punishment with bliss might seem contradictory. How can punishment and bliss coexist? To understand this, we need to delve into the deeper meanings and contexts provided by Islamic teachings.

3. The Quranic Perspective

The Quran provides us with examples and verses that illustrate this concept. One such example is the story of the people of the cave (Ashab al-Kahf). They were punished with sleep for many years, yet this punishment was also a means of protection and mercy from Allah.

4. The Story of the People of the Cave

The people of the cave sought refuge in a cave to escape religious persecution. Allah punished them with sleep, but this sleep was a blessing in disguise. It protected them from harm and allowed them to wake up in a time when they could practice their religion freely.

5. The Concept of Divine Wisdom

Allah's punishments are not merely acts of retribution. They are often acts of wisdom and mercy. The punishment of the people of the cave was a means of preserving their lives and faith. This shows that sometimes, what seems like a punishment can actually be a form of divine mercy.

6. The Example of Prophet Yusuf (peace be upon him)

Another example is the story of Prophet Yusuf (Joseph). He was sold into slavery and imprisoned, but these hardships were ultimately a means of elevating his status and fulfilling Allah's plan for him. What seemed like punishment was actually a path to greater blessings.

7. The Importance of Patience and Trust

In both examples, the key to turning punishment into bliss is patience and trust in Allah. The people of the cave and Prophet Yusuf (peace be upon him) endured their hardships with faith and patience, and Allah rewarded them with blessings.

8. Practical Applications

We can apply this concept to our own lives. When we face difficulties, we should remember that they may be a means of purification and growth. By maintaining our faith and patience, we can turn our trials into blessings.

9. Conclusion

In conclusion, the concept of "Punishment with Bliss" teaches us that Allah's wisdom is beyond our understanding. What seems like punishment can often be a form of divine mercy and blessing. By trusting in Allah and maintaining our faith, we can turn our hardships into opportunities for growth and blessings.

Thank you for joining us on this episode of "The Path to Allah." May Allah bless you and guide you on the straight path. Peace be upon you and the mercy of Allah and His blessings.

Inas (15)

After six months of Ashraf's problem, and after Amjad took Fatima and Inas to his house and left for his clinic until Samir came to take Inas in the evening, Inas said to Zainab, Fatima's elder sister:

"Give me the mobile phone..."
"Why?"
"I will play you a beautiful song called 'Lahon Al-Khould' by a Korean band. Mom listens to it a lot and I love it..."

This conversation was overheard by Juman, Amjad's wife, who had read about these songs and their emotional and psychological manipulation. She said to Inas:

"My dear, do you love Allah and His Messenger?"
"Of course, Auntie."
"Allah has told us about a paradise for the people of faith and truth, and a fire for the people of falsehood. These singers reflect these truths in their songs because they do not believe in Allah and His Messenger."

Inas did not fully understand the meaning of the words, but she said:

"So, is it haram to listen to them?"
"Yes, my dear, it is haram."
"This dance they perform in the presence of young men and women in this manner... Do you think Allah approves of it?"
"No..."
"Therefore, do not listen to it, my dear..."

Inas returned that day and went to her mother:

"Mama, Auntie Juman told me that it is haram to listen to the song 'Lahon Al-Khould'..."

The word "haram" was not usually said in the villa, so Hanan was provoked! She remained silent and did not comment, then went to Samir's room:

"I do not like Inas going to her uncle's house often."
"She benefits there and plays with Fatima."
"They are different from us. Inas has started to be influenced by them excessively. I do not mind if Inas prays, nor if she asks us to pray. I am not against religion, but she has started to interfere with me."

After an argument, Hanan insisted on preventing Inas from going to her uncle's house and started to intentionally go to pick her up from school so that her uncle would not take her.

"Mama, let me go to my uncle's house..."
"No, Mama, you need to study."
"I study with Fatima."
"No need, Mama, this way we burden Uncle's house."
"On the contrary, they love having me with them."
"This is not your house, Mama. You have your own family and house."

Inas turned to her father to intervene, but he was on edge:

"Papa, I do not want to discuss this with Mama right now. I am thinking about tomorrow's session, where the final judgment regarding my brother Ashraf will be issued."

Samir went to the court session the next day. Ashraf's case was one of ten cases where a decision would be issued, and Samir felt extreme shame as he sat in the hall seeing the type of cases being judged. However, he hoped that Ashraf would be acquitted and this file would be closed, especially since the lawyer had assured him that he had tried in every direction.

Finally, it was Ashraf's turn. Samir held his breath as he listened to the verdict.

Ashraf was sentenced to three years in prison! Samir was shocked!

"Where are the lawyer's promises?! Where are the ten thousand dinars I paid?!"

The lawyer apologized, saying he had tried his best, but "the court has been strict recently."

Samir left the court, and Hanan called him repeatedly as he disconnected the call. He arrived home, and the verdict on Ashraf was read from his face! Hanan was afraid.

"Was he sentenced?"
"Three years in prison."

Hanan gasped... "Why?!"

He looked at her with a look of anger and blame, so they returned to blaming each other and each placing the responsibility on the other. Only the return of Sadiq and Inas from school calmed this tension.

Ashraf needed psychological support and a revival of his faith. He was waiting for a visit from his parents, but he did not find what he needed from either of them. A loser does not give! Samir is not expected to teach his son patience, and Samir himself lacks patience. Nor is Samir expected to teach his son the necessity of reviewing his accounts and correcting his relationship with Allah, as Samir is the one who needs these meanings the most!

Rather, his parents' visits to him passed with routine questions about whether Ashraf needed anything, such as money and clothes, and about the nature of the food he ate and his health condition. Ashraf felt like he was in a "poultry farm" like the one his father manages! Ashraf was bored and began to delay meeting them unless he was informed that there was a young girl with them, nine years old... It was Inas! Ashraf loved seeing her because she was the most sincere thing in his life. He prepared quickly if he heard of her coming. He looked at her and she looked at him in silence that lasted for a while, and in each of their eyes was a trapped tear. Then Inas broke this silence with phrases like, "I pray for you in my prayers." These phrases meant a lot to Ashraf and made him feel a sense of reassurance.

Amjad and his family missed Inas, but he was then busy traveling, as he worked voluntarily for an international medical organization, traveling to Muslim countries affected by disasters to treat patients and leaving a assistant doctor in his clinic, recalling the principle of one nation and trying to provide whatever help he could.

Samir began to reap the fruits of the used cars with tampered odometers. Customers complained. It was unreasonable for these malfunctions to appear in a car used for such limited distances! The argument between one of them and Samir intensified, and the man was "cunning," so he and his brother attacked the car showroom at night, setting it on fire and causing significant damage to many cars! Samir did not have evidence of the perpetrator. A huge loss, Samir asked the teacher Abu Azzam as a result to inject some money into the showroom to compensate for the damaged cars with others they would import. The teacher refused on the grounds of the interest of his other investments. So, Samir was forced to withdraw a quarter of a million dinars, most of his bank balance, to buy replacement cars.

"But wait... these cars will be transferred to whose ownership? Over the past years, I have been working with capital from Abu Azzam, writing the cars in the name of the showroom, and sharing the profits with Abu Azzam. Now I will contribute to the showroom with my money. These cars are mine alone. This is an opportunity for me to demand that Abu Azzam register the showroom as a company between us, and even to demand a clear return for my efforts in the other investments. Even if I was partially occupied with them in the past years and did not develop them at the speed the teacher wished, the truth remains that I have devoted my life to the showroom and to the interests of Abu Azzam, solved his pending problems, and brought him huge profits."

Samir went to the teacher's office and hinted at the subject of partnership in the showroom. The teacher looked at him with a firm look that contained some contempt and said:

"The cars you import with your money are registered in the name of the showroom, and you get 70% of the profits from them. In the end, your right is preserved, but we do not want any trouble..."

"In the name of the showroom" means "in the name of Abu Azzam!" "Your right is preserved"... Samir does not understand how his right is preserved! When will he get back the money for these cars? Nothing is on paper... Only silencing him by increasing his share in these cars! Samir felt weak in front of the teacher, overwhelmed by his "favors," so the way was closed for him, and he did not speak! And the moment of registering the cars in the name of the showroom passed for Samir as if he were a drugged, submissive person, a moment in which he would later think and be amazed at his position in it!

Samir hired a night watchman for the showroom fearing a repeat of the attack on it. Nevertheless, he remained in fear and anxiety until he started waking up in fright some nights from disturbing dreams related to the showroom! He even repeated getting up from his bed in the middle of the night, getting into his car, and driving to reassure himself about the showroom!

He visited a psychiatrist, who prescribed him medications to reduce anxiety and improve sleep. Samir felt that he was making money to waste it! He had previously spent on treating Sadiq from the effects of his parents' neglect, then on Ashraf's lawyer, and now on his own treatment, and on the cars he bought to be written in the name of the "showroom."

Translation

Samir has reached a stage where he is tormented by blessings! His wealth and children have become a source of torment for him! He is exhausted from acquiring money, afraid of losing it, ashamed of Ashraf, worried about the future of Sadiq, and cold in their dealings with him.

The affection between him and his wife Hanan has vanished in the past few months due to the numerous problems and Samir's nerves being on edge day and night. Hanan can no longer tolerate this situation, so she turned to her father to pressure Samir to separate. Abu Azam summoned Samir to his palace, and a heated argument ensued between Samir on one side and Hanan and her parents on the other.

The teacher defended his daughter and placed all the blame on Samir. In a moment Samir will never forget, he said to his uncle:

"Is this how you take sides with your daughter instead of advising her to stand by her husband in his difficult circumstances? Where is the loyalty?!"

The teacher smiled a bitter smile and recalled an incident from over twenty years ago that Samir had paid no attention to at the time, saying:

"It's funny to hear about loyalty from someone who used to eat grilled meat and listen to jokes, leaving his mother to die!"

Samir was shocked as if he had been slapped in the face, and he left the teacher's palace in silent anger, feeling deeply humiliated...

Despite this, Samir and Hanan decided to stay under one roof afterward for the sake of Inas, as neither of them could bear to be apart from her for consecutive days, and also to maintain their "prestige" among acquaintances.

It was torture for Samir to see his wife, who had vanished from his heart, and to be forced to take her to parties and gatherings of acquaintances and pretend to have a normal relationship with her in front of them. Sometimes, they would even drive to the venue separately and arrange to meet at the door via WhatsApp messages, disgusted by the idea of accompanying each other on the way! Poor Inas had to choose to accompany one of them every time!

Inas tried repeatedly to soften each of their hearts towards the other, but the coldness was deeper. Samir no longer found any affection from Hanan, nor did he feel honored by his son Ashraf, nor genuine love from Sadiq. The only comfort in his life was Inas! Inas was the only person Samir truly and deeply loved, and he found some peace in hugging her or going out with her on an outing. Unlike children who seek their parents to find solace in moments of fear, it was Samir who walked through the large, scorching villa searching for his daughter with childlike anxiety, to hug her and draw some comfort from her!

During these months, Inas did not go to her uncle Amjad's house. Amjad contacted Samir repeatedly, asking permission to come and take her to his house, as everyone missed her, but Samir was burdened with worries and did not want to engage in any discussion with Hanan. The only consolation for Fatima and Inas was that they met at school.

After a long absence, Samir met with his brothers and their children at a gathering (Abdul Rahman's son, Saeed). Samir brought Inas with him. The atmosphere was blessed and joyful. Abdul Rahman, a young man of twenty-six, with a radiant face and a noble demeanor, stood up when the gathering was over, kissed his father's hand, and they embraced. Tears of joy filled his father's eyes for his righteous son, whom he had raised and nurtured with lawful money.

Abdul Rahman was not alone in this; such was the environment of Samir's brothers and their children. Samir looked at Abdul Rahman and compared him to his son Ashraf. Here, Samir felt envy towards his brothers. This time, not for their material status and sensory comfort, for Samir had reached a level of comfort similar to or even better than some of them.

This time, for the first time, Samir envied them for the pleasantness of their atmosphere, the tranquility of their souls, the purity of their joy, the righteousness of their children, and the affection among them. These were things Samir completely lacked.

Inas came out from the women's section to return home with her father. The poor girl was beaming, her face glowing. This was the environment her kind soul and pure nature craved. The problems of her family had stolen the innocent smile that never left her face before. Now, Samir saw this smile on his daughter's face again.

Inas said on the way back:

"Daddy, Aunt Tala told me that I resemble my grandmother, may Allah have mercy on her." "Inas resembles my mother?" Samir thought. "Amjad said this before." He couldn't answer the question because he had forgotten his mother's features to some extent. The last time he saw his mother was when he helped her get into the car to take her to the hospital with Amjad. At that time, Samir used to say to her, "Be safe, Mama," but she wouldn't respond and would remain frowning at him, and he wouldn't notice because his mind was preoccupied with the car business he had just started!

Inas continued:

"Daddy, let me go to my uncles' houses, please... I love them and their wives and daughters, and Aunt Tala as well. Fatima, Zainab, and Aunt Juman asked me: Where are you? Why haven't you visited us in a while?" And Fatima begged me to spend the night with them one day, and Aunt Juman welcomed the idea greatly."
"I can't bear to be away from you, my dear."
"Once in a while, please, Daddy." Samir pitied his daughter and realized that she had found in her uncles' environment what she lacked in the villa and her broken family. He decided to ignore Hanan's objections and said to Inas:
"Alright, Daddy, inshallah."
"Praise be to Allah." Their little girl flew with joy and began to dream of the day she would spend the night at Fatima's. They returned to the villa, and Samir remained lost in thought about the hour he spent at the gathering. The dryness he lived in gave him a chance to reflect.

Over twenty years ago, Amjad visited him and advised him to wake up from his heedlessness, but Samir got angry. Amjad sent him a message, and Samir began to ponder it. His fiancée Hanan called him, and he forgot the matter. Now: no Hanan!

For the first time, Samir seriously considered rectifying his spiritual condition. What did Samir do? And how did Abu Azam react? Let's follow up...

The most beautiful day!

Inas (16)

After returning from Abd Rahman's students, Samir sat on the couch facing the sunset during a blessed hour of that Friday, which Samir had not witnessed its prayer, coincidentally, despite his recent heedlessness!

He sat with his only comfort in the world (Inas), who was holding her uncle's old gift, the blonde doll, putting the prayer cap (Yans) on its head, then looking at it, then taking off the Yans and putting the doll back on and looking at it again. Samir smiled at his daughter's movements and did not notice their significance, but he sent his eyes with the colors of the clouds at sunset and began to think...

"My life has darkened... My family is broken... My son is in prison... I work like a slave for Abu Azam... I have passed forty... Where am I going? What is the fate?" With the disappearance of the last ray of the sun, he made the decision: "I will seek advice from Amjad"... Samir felt relieved when he decided that and continued to himself: "Enough, I am tired!"

Inas interrupted his calm and extended her doll in front of his eyes with the Yans and said:

"Daddy, I have decided to name my toy: Huda." He answered smiling:
"A beautiful name." Inas knew how to read her father's eyes, so she felt that he was living a different moment, so she said:
"Daddy"... and fell silent.
"Yes, my life."
"Come, let's pray together." For the first time in years, Samir did not hesitate to fulfill his daughter's request!
"Okay, come, let's perform ablution." Inas said in a trembling voice:
"I am already purified." He said while rolling up his sleeves:
"Okay, minutes, I will perform ablution and return to you."

Samir was absent-minded, so he did not notice his daughter's features at that moment... Inas was crying and catching her breath from her continuous crying! Finally, her father would pray with her... Finally, her father was rolling up his sleeves to perform ablution... Finally, she felt that the spiritual atmosphere she had experienced in her uncle's house, which she had experienced today among her uncles' families, would be covered by her in the most precious person to her: her father whom she loves, and in this villa where Inas had lived for more than ten years, empty except for the manifestations of material luxury.

Inas wiped her tears so that her father would not see her, took the Yans off her toy (Huda) and put it on, wore the prayer skirt with him, and quickly spread two prayer rugs for her and her father and sat adjusting their edges... Samir came, performed the prayer, and they prayed.

Samir did not wait until the next day, but he called Amjad that night:

"Amjad, I want your advice on an important matter."
"Goodness, Insha'Allah?"
"When I see you, I will tell you. Is tomorrow morning convenient for you?"
"Welcome... The clinic starts at twelve noon. Come to my house at any time before that, and do not forget to bring Anas with you."

Indeed, Samir went with Inas to Amjad's house the next day. Samir explained everything to his brother, starting with the first car that was tampered with and the message of its buyer, going through his involvement in the shifting sands of Abu Azam, his participation with Abu Azam in "facilitation" and "facilitation," and ending with his broken family situation.

Amjad remained silent, not interrupting him at all.... Then he remained silent, astonished after Samir finished speaking. Samir said to him:

"What's wrong with you?"
"I am amazed at the dream Allah has bestowed upon you!"
"Okay, I want a solution..." Amjad felt himself in front of a mountain of problems that had accumulated over more than twenty years, so he decided to prioritize and follow his brother to solve them one by one:
"Samir, this is not the field of beautifying expressions.. Frankly.. you are in a kind of slavery to materialism and slavery to people... A false slavery that does not free you except the slavery to Allah, the Lord of the Worlds, who created you... Your prayer is the title of your liberation from false slavery, and you stand before Allah Almighty and say: 'It is You we worship and it is You we ask for help'... 'It is You we worship'.. I worship no one but You, O Lord, and I obey no one absolute obedience except You, O Lord, and I humble myself to no one but You, O Lord, for whoever humbles himself to You is honored in the worlds... This liberation will have heavy consequences on the soul that has become accustomed to attachment to material things, therefore you seek help from Allah by saying: 'And it is You we ask for help'. The first thing you do is to maintain your prayer and recall this meaning while you recite the opening chapter (Al-Fatihah)..." Samir was impressed by his brother's speech and did not show any hesitation, so Amjad continued:
"At the same time, you must leave Abu Azam, his environment, and working with him." Here, Samir replied immediately:
"I can't, Amjad! I explained to you. My material affairs are tied up with him, I work in his exhibition, I live in the villa that belongs to him, many of my customers are through him... The money I withdrew to buy cars instead of the ones that were burned is registered in his exhibition's name..." Samir did not mention to his brother that he was also keen on his relationships with the "upper class" that Abu Azam introduced him to their world, and on the flattery he received from the management of Abu Azam's investments, and on the trips that the teacher sent him for his investments.

All these things did not provide happiness or tranquility to Samir, but he felt at the same time that he could not do without them! Amjad said:

"You want a solution, and I do not see a solution for you except that, Samir... You will remain enslaved, and you will not be sincere in saying: 'It is You we worship and it is You we ask for help'... But you will be deceiving yourself! The most important thing in your life is the lack of patience, patience in obeying Allah and patience in disobeying Him and the luxuries that distance you from Allah because you disobey Him for them. It is necessary to purify your earnings from all that is forbidden." Samir argued for a long time... For Abu Azam is the air he breathes, even if it is poisoned!

In the end, Amjad said to him:

"In the least of cases, you go to Abu Azam and tell him that you will not comply with any forbidden act, no usury, no fraud, no tampering with car numbers, no bribes, no forbidden investments. This is not a radical solution, and I fear your staying with this man, so you must gradually become independent of him. But start by refusing to execute any forbidden or suspicious thing he asks of you." Samir was convinced after seeing the firmness in this matter from his brother and decided to meet the teacher to inform him of his new conditions. Samir was about to leave, so he asked for Inas to be brought, who was having a pleasant time with Fatima.

Inas came:

"Daddy, please, let me stay the night at Uncle's house."
"No, Daddy, you have a study, and tomorrow is a working day, and you do not have your books with you." Fatima intervened:
"Uncle, please, she is in my class, and we will study from my books." Amjad said:
"And I am ready to go to your house tomorrow morning to pick up her bag and take them to school."
"But she is not prepared for that, she does not have a pajama or a toothbrush with her." Fatima said:
"I will give her a pajama from mine, Uncle... Daddy, are you ready to bring a toothbrush for Inas?"
"Of course, of course.. the sweetest toothbrush."
"Done, you have been surrounded, Uncle." Samir surrendered and allowed his daughter to stay at her uncle's family, so the two girls flew with joy.

Before leaving, Amjad said to him:

"Inform me when you inform your uncle of what we agreed upon..." Samir replied:
"Leave the matter to me." There was still some arrogance in Samir, so he did not accept the idea of (supervision) from his brother in this matter, although he agreed with him to follow him in attending prayer. So he left his brother's house heading to Abu Azam's office - without an appointment - to inform him of his decision.

How did Eenas, the ten-year-old, spend her time at her uncle Amjad's house after a year of separation? It was the happiest day she had ever experienced! Everyone was joyful and celebrating her presence: her uncle, who stayed with her briefly before leaving for his appointment, her aunt Juman, her older cousin Zainab, who is now fifteen, Fatima, and Omar, who is now six years old. They all felt happier than ever before, and Eenas was one of them, a member of their family... Her personality had matured more during this year of separation... She was tactful in her actions and speech, while being social and friendly without pretension.

Zainab began teaching her "sister" Eenas and Fatima, then they had lunch together... Eenas moved the dishes, arranged them, and cleaned the table as if she were one of them completely... After lunch, they all prayed Dhuhr together, then they took out some games that felt new to them when they shared them with Eenas. (Umm Omar), her aunt, made a cake and invited them to it, so they ate happily while joking around. Umm Omar intentionally put away the iPads and tablets so they could choose games that increased their fun and cooperation instead of being preoccupied with electronic devices and their screens that day.

Eenas found herself acting spontaneously and naturally more than in all previous visits, performing childish movements she had suppressed and never had the chance to express in the dry environment of the villa: The girls prepare for prayer, Eenas snatches (Yans) the prayer from Fatima's hand and puts it on instead of the Yans given to her, and the two girls laugh. Zainab reads from a book, so Eenas comes from behind the couch and closes Zainab's eyes with her hands... Zainab guesses: (Who? Fatima)... Eenas laughs a childish, innocent laugh... (Ah... Eenas)... Omar challenges her: Who can keep their face serious without laughing for the longest time? Seconds and the two laugh together.

Eenas was like a bird that had flown from a cage to a garden and was now moving with the birds among the branches. She laughed that day as she had never laughed before, not even with her schoolmates, and her cheeks turned redder from all the playing, adding to her beauty. Dr. Amjad returned after praying Maghrib on the way. Everyone welcomed him at the door with joy, and Fatima ran to explain to him what they had done that day. Eenas saw affection and longing between Amjad and his wife upon receiving him, and her uncle understood her gaze.. It was the scene she had not seen between her parents for years. So he broke her silence by saying:

"I brought knafeh from Halwan and Yans among us, bring the plates and spoons, girls." Everyone sat down to eat in a wonderful atmosphere, and they talked, including Eenas, about the activities they had spent their time on and teasing Eenas. Amjad smiled and interacted with their talk...

Amjad looked at his brother's daughter as she was integrated in the conversation with his children, and his mind wandered: "This innocent girl... how did she grow up in the environments that Samir told me about? I wonder if he did what we agreed upon, Samir? Will you rebuild your life on a correct basis and fear Allah in your family and this poor girl?" It was time to sleep... and it was a difficult task for Eenas and Fatima! They tried to fall asleep, but one would remember something, and tell the other, they would sit up and talk a little, then say: (Enough, we must sleep), they would lie down, then return to open a new topic! The last thing Eenas said:

"Fatima..."
"Yes..."
"Is it possible for Paradise to be more beautiful than this day we spent?!" Fatima smiled with extreme sleepiness and said:
"Of course" then she fell into a deep sleep... Eenas thought for a moment then she also fell asleep.

That night passed.... Before the call to Fajr, Eenas woke up to the sound of beautiful recitation.... Her uncle Amjad praying Qiyam al-Layl... She heard him recite: "Indeed, in that is a sign, and most of them are not believers * And your Lord is the Exalted in Might, the Merciful" (Surah Al-Hajj 22:7-8)... Our girl entered a stage between sleep and wakefulness, and every now and then she heard the same verse... until the call to Fajr came and everyone got up to pray.

The morning atmosphere was cheerful... Amjad was sitting on his laptop writing an article to publish... Eenas approached her uncle, stood by his side as he sat, put her hand on his shoulder naturally, and looked at the article... Titled: "Kinesin Protein: Wonders of the Neuron!" And Amjad had attached some pictures to it... And at the end: "Indeed, in that is a sign, and most of them are not believers * And your Lord is the Exalted in Might, the Merciful"...

"You were reciting this verse repeatedly last night, Uncle"
"Did I wake you up, my dear? I tried not to raise my voice"
"On the contrary... I was happy when I heard you"...

Zainab entered...

"Dad, the teacher gave us a free topic to express ourselves... What do you suggest I talk about?"
"What do you think, my dear, about talking about belonging to the Islamic nation, feeling its hopes and pains, and striving for its glory?"
"Okay, is there a verse I can mention in the topic?"
"Indeed, this ummah of yours is one ummah, and I am your Lord, so fear Me" (Surah Al-Mu'minun 23:52)
"Moment, I'll write it down... Which surah?"
"Al-Mu'minun"
"Thank youuuuu"... And Zainab left. "One ummah"... "Belonging to the ummah"... Concepts and expressions that Eenas does not hear in her dry villa... Giving life another dimension and a deep meaning she had not thought of before... Beautiful atmosphere... Eenas could not help but compare her uncle Amjad with her father... And she began to draw her dream of seeing such an atmosphere in her own home. During this wonderful day that Eenas spent at her uncle's house, what happened with her father Samir in his meeting with Abu Azam? Will he really start a new beginning? Let's follow up...

We reveal our account before everyone

نكشف حسابنا أمام الله

We reveal our account before Allah

نكشف حسابنا أمام أنفس

Inas (17)

After Samir left Amjad's house, he arrived at the teacher's office, who was surprised by this visit without an appointment. After a cold greeting between them, Samir said:

"Teacher, I have decided to start changing my life. This is good for me, for Hanan, and for our family..." The teacher was silent, so Samir continued shyly:
"There are prohibitions in the work: usury, cheating, bribes, tampering with meters... I am not ready to continue with all of this." The teacher smiled mockingly:
"Prohibitions?! Samir, it seems you are being influenced by 'spirituality' after your problems with Ashraf and Hanan." Samir was tense because he was speaking in terms he was not used to addressing the teacher with since he had known him, and because he was speaking about a crookedness in which he had personally participated for twenty years. However, he gathered his strength and said:
"Teacher, it's not called 'spirituality,' this is my religion. I am, after all, fearing Allah, and I believe we have strayed too far. This is now ruining my life." The teacher lit his cigarette, took a puff, and then said:
"I like these awakenings of conscience. But I wonder: where was your fear of Allah when you first understood the nature of our work?" Samir said:
"At the beginning, you gave me an example of the logs that the waves separate, and you told me that you carry these logs as much as you can of values and principles. Why didn't you tell me where the values and principles are in our work?" Here, the teacher spoke with anger and firmness:
"No one has the right to hold me accountable... Samir, if the work doesn't please you, leave it." Samir controlled himself, gathered his strength, and replied firmly:
"With such simplicity?! Okay, where is the compensation for my efforts in your investments? The car exhibition that I dedicated my life to until it became one of the largest and most famous exhibitions. It doesn't make sense that I only have a 40% share of its profits! Also, I paid 250,000 dinars from my own money to compensate for the cars that were destroyed in the night attack with other cars. You told me then, 'Your right is preserved,' and you forced me to register them in the name of the exhibition. Where is my preserved right?" The teacher took a piece of paper and a pen, looked into Samir's eyes, and said, "Of course, your right is preserved," then divided the paper lengthwise and wrote at the top of the right section: (For Samir), then said:
"250,000 for the cars..." and wrote it on the first line.
"Your efforts in the exhibition... You are right, we will estimate them at (100,000)."
"Your efforts in the restaurant chain, the poultry farm, and the contracting company... Of course, you know you have failed to solve many of their problems, but I will not wrong you. Injustice is one of the 'prohibitions' you spoke about! I will estimate your effort there conservatively at (30,000)."
"Let's add up: 250 + 100 + 30 = (380,000)... Perfect." At the top of the left section of the paper, the teacher wrote: (From Samir), then said:
"Let's calculate what you owe..."
"Twenty years of living in a villa whose annual rent is no less than (10,000) dinars... (20 × 10) = (200,000)."
"The oil tanks, meats, and fruits you sent to me and my family, I calculated them a few weeks ago: around (7,000) dinars."
"Tickets for your trips with your children to tourist places... I won't count Hanan's tickets... Wait..." The teacher turned and opened one of the files on the computer, calculated quickly, and then said, "(15,000)."
"The costs of the birth of Ashraf, Sadiq, and your children... I still remember: (4,000) dinars I paid."
"The name I made for you in the market and introducing you to a network of businessmen so that you can take advantage of that to start a new business... I will estimate this at (150,000) dinars."
"Ah, I remember: the wedding party, which cost (7,500) dinars..." The teacher was silent for a moment, rubbed his head, and then said:
"Well, I will consider this a gift for my daughter Hanan. You are my son-in-law, and I should be lenient with you." The teacher brought the calculator and started adding the numbers, showing seriousness in that, and said:
"The total of what (Samir owes) is (376,000) dinars... Perfect..."
"What you have - what you owe = (4,000) dinars..." The teacher took out his checkbook and wrote a check for 4,000 dinars to Samir and said to him:
"Please, put on the desk the key to the exhibition, the key to the restaurant management office, the key to the farm, and don't forget the key to the villa above all. Put the keys and take the check, for it is your right." Samir was listening to all of this in amazement! He stood up from his place and left the teacher's office in silence, without taking the check. He was unable to cope with the shock to go to the exhibition, so he headed to the villa... On the way, he vented his anger with curses at the teacher: "The traitor! The swindler! He wants to pay 4,000 dinars for the life I dedicated to his service! He holds me accountable for the villa that I, his daughter, and his grandchildren lived in! He holds me accountable for the costs of the birth of his grandchildren whom he traded with their names: 'Ashraf to uphold honor!' 'Sadiq to be truthful in an era of lies'... You liar!!! Even I can't stand being called by anyone 'Father of Ashraf'... Of course, if I told him, 'They are your grandchildren,' he would say to me, 'Rather, they are your children whom I raised until Ashraf disgraced our reputation as he said before!' And if I told him, 'Rather, you neglected your daughter while I was busy with your interests,' he would defend his daughter and blame me for the day of my mother's death! As he did that day..." From his distraction, Samir almost collided with a car, so the driver honked at him angrily, so he came to his senses, then stopped his car on the side of the road, put his hand on his forehead, and said with deep regret: "Am I crazy?! How did I agree to register the cars in the name of the exhibition when I bought them with my own money?! How, while I know that this man has no deterrent from religion and morals?! Maybe because I did not imagine that I would be one of his victims one day! I am his 'partner' in cheating and tampering. I should have expected this and preserved my rights on paper. But I was drugged!" Samir continued his journey, arrived at the villa, and entered his room to sleep. Hanan came to him and said in a cold manner:
"Where is Inas?"
"She will sleep at her uncle Amjad's house."
"This is not your right. I know my daughter's etiquette and I want her to acquire habits from an environment I do not know. It is enough that you transferred her to a school that we and my mother did not agree on. Go and bring her." Samir was silent.
"I tell you, go and bring her, come on."
"I want to sleep, I will not bring anyone." Hanan left angrily, and her mother (Suzan) started calling one after another after minutes, and Samir hung up, then turned off his mobile phone and slept. Samir, who had slept long after his shock at Abu Azzam's... woke up at night... He remained lying down, thinking about what he could do after "Abu Azzam's betrayal." He turned over, got up, went to drink water, and was thinking...
"Should I surrender to Abu Azzam and return to what I was before? No! It's not reasonable... to forget Amjad's advice so quickly!"
"And my money that the thief Abu Azzam stole?! The quarter of a million that I paid?! Should I leave it to him and hand over the keys? Impossible!"
"I have to work to recover my money, even secretly from Abu Azzam's exhibition and other interests."
"But this means staying with him and returning to all the prohibitions I was doing."
"I am forced!"
"But 'forced' I have justified to myself for a long time until I reached what I am now." Samir kept taking out his mobile phone and reviewing WhatsApp messages to escape a little from the whirlpool of thinking and to respond to messages from some clients and employees of Abu Azzam's interests. He wanted to check on Inas, so he called Amjad... but the time was late, and he also feared that Amjad would ask him about what happened with him. He went out to the garden of the villa and walked for about an hour, thinking... He finally decided:
"The wolf does not die and the sheep do not perish! I will return to work with Abu Azzam, avoid the prohibitions as much as possible, and start secretly recovering my money from Abu Azzam, and in the meantime, I will establish a private business to be independent of him."

He entered and performed the prayers he had missed, so as not to leave the prayer immediately after Amjad had energized him with enthusiasm. Then he had dinner and went to sleep. During the day of that day, after Samir left Abu Azzam's office in shock, Abu Azzam was also thinking and planning... He summoned Zuhair:

"Zuhair, Samir has had a spiritual awakening! He tells me: 'There are 'prohibitions' in our work'... What did he say! He said prohibitions! Huh."
"Wake up! And why did he have a conscience now, sir?"
"I don't know. Maybe after what happened with his son Ashraf." Zuhair said cunningly:
"Okay, get rid of him, sir... We will serve you and serve the 'prohibitions' for your eyes.... Hmmm... or maybe it's difficult because he's your son-in-law."
"I don't care that he's my son-in-law... but don't forget that Samir is aware of the details. I don't want him to reach the stage: me and my enemies."
"Okay, what do we do, sir?"
"Containment plan: I will keep him away from transactions that involve bribes or 'prohibitions' in his opinion! And you are entrusted with these tasks until this spiritual awakening passes..."
"From my eyes, sir."
"Also: I will intensify 'charitable work' and give him the responsibility. You take care of the task of employing these works for our benefit."
"On my head, sir."
"The most important thing, Zuhair: keep a good eye on Samir! No doubt he will try in the next stage to embezzle my money because he thinks I have wronged him. This scoundrel that I made from nothing, thinks I have wronged him! Watch him closely and catch him red-handed." Here, Zuhair's eyes lit up:
"Okay, this needs your help, sir."
"What do you want?"
"Give me a copy of the keys so I can plant a surveillance program on his computer at the exhibition and in the restaurant management office."
"This is easy."
"And I have a young man I want you to hire as an employee at the exhibition with Samir... I want him at the exhibition for only a few months." The teacher understood Zuhair's intention... so he agreed. And indeed, Zuhair immediately began implementing the plan and set out that same night to install a spy program on the computers, while Samir walks in the villa garden thinking about what he will do with Abu Azzam. What was the shocking message that Samir received from Abu Azzam the next morning, which revived hope in him?

Let's follow...

"Repentance" by Abu Azzam!

Peace be upon you and the mercy of Allah and His blessings.

Dear brothers in Islam, I hope you are in the best of health and faith. Today, we will discuss a very important topic, which is repentance.

Repentance is one of the most important pillars of Islam. It is the way to return to Allah after committing a sin. The Prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him, said: "All the sons of Adam are sinners, but the best of sinners are those who repent."

Repentance has several conditions that must be met for it to be accepted by Allah. These conditions are:

Sincerity: The repentance must be sincere and from the heart. It should not be done for show or to impress others.
Regret: The person must feel genuine regret for the sin committed. This regret should be so strong that it causes the person to cry.
Intention: The person must have the intention to never commit the sin again. This intention should be firm and unwavering.
Confession: The person must confess the sin to Allah and ask for His forgiveness. This confession should be done in private, between the person and Allah.
Restitution: If the sin has caused harm to others, the person must make restitution to those who have been harmed. This restitution should be done as soon as possible.

If these conditions are met, then the repentance will be accepted by Allah, and the person will be forgiven for their sin.

May Allah guide us all to the straight path and help us to repent sincerely. Ameen.

And peace be upon you and the mercy of Allah and His blessings.

Inas (18)

Samir woke up the next morning after his shock from discovering his father Azam's account. He stayed in bed for a while thinking, then got up to break his fast alone. He decided not to talk to the teacher and went to work as usual, intending to avoid the forbidden as much as he could and start trying to recover even a part of his money little by little. After a few minutes of entering the exhibition office, he received a strange, shocking message from Abu Azam!

"Samir.. yesterday I thought long and hard about what you said to me... and I saw that you have some truth. 'And whoever fears Allah, He will make for him a way out and provide for him from where he does not expect.' I have allocated five thousand dinars from my share in the exhibition for charitable works to purify our money. And we will cooperate together to proceed with what pleases Allah. Also, there is a friend of mine who asked me to arrange a job for his son. So I will send him to you today to employ him in the exhibition."

Samir looked at the sender's name repeatedly to make sure!

"Is this Abu Azam really? Unbelievable! Was Abu Azam's WhatsApp account hacked? But who other than Abu Azam knows about yesterday's meeting and what was said in it to tell me: you have some truth and we will proceed with what pleases Allah?! What is happening?! Has Abu Azam really changed?! Impossible!"

Then he said to himself, "Why did I rule out guidance for him? Maybe he was affected by my stance and my readiness to leave the forbidden money."

Samir encouraged himself to call Abu Azam:

"Teacher, did you send me a message about three minutes ago?"
"Yes, uncle, I sent it."

Samir swallowed his saliva:

"You can't imagine, uncle Abu Azam, how happy I am with this message! Regarding the charitable works, I suggest we start first by returning the rights to their owners and..." Abu Azam cut him off immediately:
"Samir, our limit is not the rights of my uncle. If you want, come and visit me in the office if you have any suggestions."

Samir said to himself, "Yes, perhaps it is not appropriate to talk on the phone about what feels like fraud and forgery. This may be a hold on Abu Azam." So he ended the call and headed towards the teacher's office.

On the way, Samir thought about opening the subject of his rights: "Since Abu Azam was affected by my speech, there is no doubt that he also realized that he wronged me with the calculation he made with me yesterday... should I open the subject with him? Or wait for him to open it? But has Abu Azam really been affected, or does he want something from this message? And what does he want when he tells me you have a right and is ready to pay five thousand for charitable works? But he was originally doing charitable works pretending to use them for the promotion of his investments... is he doing the same thing this time? I don't think so, he will know that I will realize that then... so what does Abu Azam want?!"

He said again, "Why did I rule out guidance for him? Allah guides whom He wills.. but is it reasonable that he changes so easily?!" In a whirlwind of thought, Samir arrived and entered Abu Azam's office, who tried to show a "permissive" face on him with signs of being affected, while maintaining his dignity to keep the distance between him and Samir.

"Please, my son-in-law."
"Uncle Abu Azam, I am honestly surprised by your message."
"Don't be surprised.. we are Muslims after all... and one is close to seventy, Samir. Regarding your saying: 'We return the rights to their owners'... be careful! I did not tell you that we will change all the nature of our work at once, but we will adjust the course little by little, and we will work gradually to compensate those who I may have wronged by mistake... but not in a sudden way, and we will not open a door to ourselves."

Samir felt that Abu Azam's father seemed to be changing... "He says: (I may have wronged them)!? He knows how much he has wronged and cheated! And among them is me... one of his victims! What does this man want?!"

Abu Azam broke Samir's silence:

"As I told you.. five thousand dinars, spend them in the appropriate way and tell me what you did with them for information only... You can contact Abu Ahmed, the meat supplier, and consult him on the faces of goodness, for he is a generous man. Tell him Abu Azam is consulting you about the first faces of goodness that we can spend on."

Abu Ahmed is a wealthy, virtuous man that Abu Azam has recently been dealing with, so he wants to show him that he is a charitable businessman to benefit from that in his interests.

Abu Azam continued:

"And if, uncle, there are things you are convinced are forbidden and do not do them and tell me so that we can try to avoid them as much as possible.. now a friend of mine will come for a meeting... do you want something, Samir?"

Samir was disturbed and said to himself, "If there are things I am convinced are forbidden?! We are drowning in the forbidden in shapes and colors!"... He said to Abu Azam:

"But for example, teacher, the cars tampered with their meters, we have more than thirty cars in this condition. What do we do with them?"
"Samir, don't ask me about the details.. deal with these matters wisely. We will not be able to modify the meters again, and we will not throw away the cars! Sell them at a reduced price... but without the price being suspicious... the wolf does not die and the sheep do not perish."
"The wolf does not die and the sheep do not perish... the same phrase I told myself yesterday! Amazing coincidence! Maybe the teacher is right if."

Samir was thus justifying to himself "reducing" the fraud instead of leaving it altogether. And he had to apply this "rule" to the rest of the forbidden. The teacher's friend came, whom the teacher deliberately made his appointment at this time so that the meeting with Samir would not be prolonged. So Samir greeted him and withdrew. On his way back to the exhibition, Samir thought, "In this case, when will it be my turn for Abu Azam to return my rights if he wants to adjust the course 'little by little' as he says?! And if he will work 'gradually' to compensate those who 'may' have been wronged 'by mistake'?! It seems your ropes are long, Abu Azam... I will work to recover my rights myself and will not wait for my turn that may not come! But at least I took a word from him so that we do not get involved in new forbidden things other than those we are drowning in."

Hamed, the new employee whom Samir is supposed to appoint in the exhibition... a smart young man in his mid-twenties, with innocent features "baby face", who is good at acting and maneuvering so that Samir was reassured by him and became dependent on him. And three months passed... during which Samir sold most of the tampered cars! At slightly reduced prices and records the sale price lower than what he sold it for. "So Abu Azam will be convinced that they were sold at this price and their metal is tampered with" and takes the difference for himself. "If Abu Azam is surprised by the sale price, I will tell him: you said sell it at a reduced price.. he may say: not to this extent! I told you at a price that does not arouse suspicion... I will tell him: I estimated that this is an appropriate price, and I informed the customers that our policy is very small profit but in large volume so no one was surprised" ... and Samir used to write invoices at prices other than those he sold the cars for for the purpose of reviewing Abu Azam.

Hamed used to monitor all of this without Samir's knowledge, and kept information from the customers he could reach after leaving the exhibition for hours: "Mr. So-and-so, it is our policy to keep shared electronic copies between us and the customer. If you allow it, take a picture of the invoice you took from the exhibition and put a copy of the picture on WhatsApp account for the number that called you from it." And all of this was done without Samir's knowledge.

During this period, Zahir documented other forms of Samir's misconduct through the program he installed on Samir's device at the office. He also sent two buyers to further document the forgery against Samir. During this time, Samir was engaged in charitable work at the expense of Abu Azam and his personal account as well, convincing himself that this would alleviate the burden of the prohibited acts that still clung to him from Abu Azam's work. Samir's mental state improved over these three months, and he managed to maintain his composure to some extent, with Amjad supporting him in this regard.

Hanan fell ill, providing Samir with an opportunity to reconnect with her. Inas was happy about this, and Hanan's visits to her uncle Amjad's house increased after that wonderful visit.

Abu Azam called Samir and Zahir to a meeting at the end of these three months. During this meeting, Abu Azam deliberately avoided scrutinizing Samir's files and spent most of the time reviewing Zahir's accomplishments. Zahir's achievements were deliberately exaggerated, with Abu Azam's prior knowledge. Samir felt jealous and envious of his bitter rival, Zahir! He left the meeting determined not to fail in the competition. What did this mean for Samir? A bit of relaxation in the matter of the prohibited acts! So that he could achieve higher profits and not fail in the competition with Zahir!

Samir began to relax indeed, and Abu Azam did not intervene in all of this, nor did he try to impose anything on Samir. Two more months passed in this state, and Zahir and Hamid devised more tricks and monitored more forgery that Samir was committing to recover his money. The awaited moment arrived! The teacher invited the trio to his palace: Samir, Zahir, and Hamid!

Now, what happened in this meeting? Let's follow up.

"I will tell Inas the truth"

Inas (19)

Samir was surprised by Hamid's attendance, the simple employee, at the meeting... and Zahir's beaming smile. The four of them were sitting around an oval hospitality table... and Abu Azam holding a large file, placed it in front of Samir and said:

"Samir, I told you to alert me if you found any prohibited things in our work so that we can try to avoid them. Take a look at the file and tell me if there are any 'prohibited things' in it."

Samir opened the file: documentation of the difference between the real price of selling cars and the price recorded in the showroom's accounts... salaries recorded for months for an employee who was laid off, where Samir took this salary for himself... hidden files on the showroom's computer where Samir inflated the costs of food materials purchased for the account of a chain of restaurants and a poultry farm by a factor of 1.2 to present to Abu Azam as if they were bought at this price and Samir took the difference.. and other things!

Samir's face turned pale as he read all this, and Zahir looked at him smiling, and Hamid's eyes moved between Samir and Abu Azam, and Abu Azam had leaned his chair back from the table a little... putting one leg over the other, smoking his cigarette while looking at the ceiling. Samir closed the file and remained looking at the table, frowning, mouth open as if thinking... Abu Azam said:

"Well... are there any prohibited things?... And what do you advise to do with them?"

Samir said in a low voice:

"You forced me to do this."
"Forced you to do what exactly?"

Samir felt that Abu Azam might be recording what was happening in the meeting to have leverage on him. And indeed, Zahir was recording what was happening on a recorder he hid, so Samir answered:

"You forced me to do what I saw."
"Did you see, Samir, what happens when we carry more wood than we can bear? How the building collapses and you collapse with it?"

Here, Samir remembered the conversation that took place more than twenty years ago.. A conversation about "Abu Azam's rule"! which Abu Azam taught Samir before revealing to him his corrupted world:

"The one, Samir, learns from life what you cannot learn in university or in courses or conferences... And what I learned is that ideals and values are important without a doubt, important to live a psychologically healthy life and feel satisfied with yourself. But if you let them interfere too much in your life, they will restrict you, and everyone will precede you in the race. And the one who lags behind in the race does not win less profit only, but the flood sweeps him away, for we are in a world that does not have mercy... Imagine these pieces, Samir, as pieces of wood, and imagine the office as a sea whose waves are stirred by the wind, and the pieces come and go, approach and move away... Can I build a high building on them?... Likewise, ideals and values...

In our world: society is the sea, circumstances, variables, and problems are the wind, pieces of wood are our opportunities in this life... The foothold that can be available to us. If the wind settles one day and the pieces of wood come close and we try to build high ideals and noble values on the basis of these pieces, what will happen at the first gust of wind and the waves of the sea?... It will collapse, and you will collapse with it! And the higher the ideals, the faster the collapse. Therefore, I have learned from my presence for more than a quarter of a century in the labor market that religious values and moral ideals are a beautiful thing, but I am the one who allows them to intervene in my life to the extent appropriate to reality, that is, I carry each piece of wood as much as it can bear, and as much as it can maintain no matter how the wind blows and the waves rise. Thus, I harmonize with my spiritual needs and with reality at the same time. Others may insist on the high building, but when it collapses, they will be ready to abandon their values and morals altogether and cling to the planks so as not to drown! No, my dear, a little that is continuous is better than a lot that is interrupted, the sheep does not die and the wolf does not die."

Samir felt that he was the one who "when he collapses will be ready to abandon his values and morals altogether and cling to the planks so as not to drown!", and that he had to make more concessions under the slogan "the sheep does not die and the wolf does not die"!

Samir did not raise his eyes from the table throughout this, like a punished student... He asked to leave, and Abu Azam permitted him... and he left.

He reached home, but this time he did not arrive, but felt "disappointment" and a bit of blame on fate!

Samir expected that God would help him as he was "better" than before, and that He would open for him more of the world, even if he was still involved in many prohibited things in his work with Abu Azam...

Samir was not used to bearing the responsibility of his actions himself, so he found excuses for them as long as he was "better than others", and as long as he was "doing good deeds", and because "others would have done worse if they were in his place"! So he put the blame for what happened on fate, which did not give him, in his view, what he deserved!

But what was in his heart of glorifying God Almighty put an end to it... True, his view of God's right was weak, and he blamed fate, but nevertheless, he said to himself:

"God is wise in what He does, He is not asked about what He does... even if I lose everything, I do not want to lose my faith..."

Inas was waiting for her father to have dinner with him... Samir used to insist on having dinner with her, and if he was late one day and found her asleep, he had to have breakfast with her before her departure to school. He could not bear to spend a day and night without Inas, the only human being he loved deeply and sincerely.

Inas welcomed her father warmly, but he responded coldly:

"Inas, sorry sweetheart, I'm very tired tonight, have dinner for yourself..." And he went to sleep.

Inas was shocked and went to pray and sleep without having dinner herself, and she stayed for a while in her bed thinking: "What happened to my father? Why did his mood suddenly change after he improved for months?"

They woke up the next morning.... They sat down to have breakfast together...

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Why are you sad?"
"Nothing, my dear, some problems at work."

Inas felt that the matter was deeper than that, so she insisted on her father with affection to know the secret of his sadness and tension.

Samir thought of confiding in his daughter with some secrets as a kind of "venting", for he needed someone to hear him, and certainly he would not return to Amjad after what happened! For Amjad's answer would be clear and decisive: (I told you: leave Abu Azam and his world and that's enough drowning in his quicksand!).

And indeed, Samir decided to tell his daughter about "something" that was happening to him, in a way that suited her understanding, and without completely losing her respect for him!

"Okay, I'll tell you after breakfast, my dear."

They went out to the garden, and Samir began to tell his daughter cautiously about what he was suffering with his grandfather Abu Azam... and observed her expressions to see the extent of the shock so as not to increase the dose of bitter facts!

And Inas, on the other hand, felt that her father was hiding things and was embarrassed by what he was saying, so she tried to freeze her expressions and maintain a light smile even though she was receiving shocks!

After ten minutes of explanation and Inas being silent, Samir asked her:

"What would you do if you were in my place, Inas?"

Inas replied immediately after a long silence:

"I would leave working with my grandfather Abu Azam and look for a halal job."

Samir was surprised by the answer and its speed and confidence! And he thought: "Which one is more truthful? (The sheep does not die and the wolf does not die)? Or Inas's pure nature, which came in complete agreement with Amjad's advice?"

"But, Dad, this means leaving the villa with everything in it and living a very simple life."
"It doesn't matter"... Inas replied quickly!
"Dad, no travels, no trips, no restaurants."
"And are you now happy with all this, Dad?"

Samir was astonished by the question! As if a deep voice inside him came out to embody itself in Inas! For he was indeed not happy with all this, and yet he felt that he could not give it up.

Samir fell silent, but only after he realized he had put himself in a difficult position in front of his daughter without being genuinely ready to respond to her advice. So he said:

"Come on, prepare for the school bus, my dear."

Einas went to school, and Samir went to the exhibition, worried about what Abu Azzam would do: "Will he submit the file to the court? That would be a disaster! No... he won't do it... he knows where I can hurt him then... maybe he will be satisfied with asking me to return the money I took secretly."

Strangely, the days passed and Abu Azzam did not ask Samir for anything, not even to return the money he had taken! For Abu Azzam, the "lesson" he had taught Samir, and Samir's conviction about the "rule" of the sea and the wood! And consequently, Samir's readiness to carry out orders without bringing up the topic of "prohibitions" again... all of this was enough!

Unfortunately, Samir gradually returned to what he was like before Amjad's advice. He also returned to neglecting his prayers and the tension in his relationship with Hanan, "the daughter of the teacher who humiliated me in front of Zuhair and the treacherous infiltrating employee!"

During that time, a wound was deepening inside Einas's soul! It was the wound of what she had discovered about her father's and grandfather's world when her father had told her "part" of the truth! The voice echoed within her: "Is all the luxury we are in mixed with fraud, injustice, and the forbidden?!"... and she began to feel that she wanted to distance herself from this polluted situation and to distinguish herself from this environment, but she did not know how.

Einas's relationship with her brother Sadiq, who had reached high school and thus spent more time at home under pressure from his parents, grew stronger. Samir brought him private tutors. Although Sadiq felt jealous of Einas, her kindness left no room for anyone to hate her! She started to bring him a cup of coffee, place it on his desk, and ask him with her gentle smile:

"How is your study? Can I help you with something?"
"No, thank you, Anous."
"I'm sorry... may Allah bless you..."

Their affection for each other grew with the days. Sadiq had some of Einas's kindness, but he lacked guidance... despite the seven-year age gap between them, he found comfort in talking to her, as he found genuine concern for him that he did not find with his parents, who were emotionally distant from him.

Similarly, Ashraf, who longed to visit Einas. Fatima, under her father's guidance, would provide Einas with a verse or a hadith about patience and God's mercy, along with some short, impactful phrases. Thus, Einas would hear from her brother what would ease his difficult situation.

During the past period, Hanan also made sure to have her share of Einas, taking her with her to visit her friends and her mother's friends (Suzan). However, they both began to notice some withdrawal from Einas... Einas indeed felt a sense of alienation and disgust towards this environment and the nature of the topics discussed, which were full of trivialities and devoid of any benefit.

Hanan, in the hours she spent at home, would often watch TV channels and feel comforted by Einas's presence beside her. However, Einas had started to withdraw when she saw things that offended her modesty. Her mother noticed this, but she did not want to change! Although it bothered her how often Einas distanced herself from her... she felt that her daughter was "exaggerating" in her disgust towards things that were sometimes "normal" in Hanan's view!

Hanan returned to preventing Einas from visiting her uncle Amjad's house... The poor girl begged her a lot in vain, and Samir, preoccupied with his problems, did not intervene. If he did, Hanan was ready with her response: "Einas acquires traits from her uncle's house that distance her from us!"

Hanan tried to occupy her daughter by taking her on weekends to stay at her grandfather Abu Azzam's palace, equipped with a sports hall, a garden with various games, birdcages of different shapes, a large fish pond, and other means of luxury. However, none of that was worth to Einas the beautiful moments at her uncle Amjad's house with his affectionate family.

Our kind girl is now eleven years old... She entered her father's office on a Friday, after they had finished breakfast, while Sadiq was eating alone and Hanan was asleep... Einas came to her father in his room with a cup of coffee she had prepared herself, then stood in front of him, her face glowing like the moon with the morning sun's rays filtering through the window, and said with a smile:

"Daddy"
"Yes, my life"
"I want to wear the hijab."

Now, how was Samir's response? And what new test did our girl present to her father with these words? Let's continue.

The Difficult Test

Inas (20)

"I will wear the hijab"... words Samir was not prepared to hear from Inas!

Samir raised his eyes from the laptop he was hugging, looked at Inas in surprise and amazement, and said:

"Inas, you are still young, my dear."
"No, Daddy, Fatima is my age, and we agreed to go to school with the hijab the day after tomorrow."
"You are different from Fatima, my dear. I am happy that Fatima wore the hijab, it's wonderful... but you are different from her. We have our own environment and acquaintances, my dear, and if you wear the hijab, you will be different from those around you."
"Well, when I grow up more, I will also be different from them if I wear it. So when will you let me wear it?"

Samir was confused and disturbed, noticing his own contradiction. His daughter's words were surprising to him; he did not expect them and was not prepared to give an answer.

For the past years, Samir had been oblivious to himself, but he did not intervene to prevent anyone from doing something that brings them closer to Allah. Samir was negligent in raising his children, leaving them to follow the environment around them, but he did not stand in the way of anyone who wanted to change their path or turn to their Lord... Therefore, Inas's words were a new kind of test for Samir!

Samir avoided thinking about the stance he would take when Inas would be responsible for wearing the hijab, so he said:

"Daddy, let's not talk about what's to come. You are still young now."
"And is Mummy still young too?!"
"You know that Mummy does not listen to my words."
"Well, when did she listen to your words?!"

Samir felt embarrassed and provoked together, and in his entire life with Inas, he had never been harsh or scolded her.

And Inas also had never spoken to her father in this manner. In this argument, her smile disappeared, and she began to speak with some emotion, quickly responding to her father's words.

In reality, Inas was expressing questions that had accumulated within her and began to trouble her: "Why, Daddy? Why am I not like Uncle Amjad? Why don't I see affection between you and Mummy like that between Uncle and his wife? Why don't you learn from what happened to Ashraf? Why don't you continue praying days until you return to slack off and neglect it? How did you accept for yourself to remain all these years obeying Grandpa Abu Azzam in these prohibited acts he practices here? Will you be with me in Paradise, Daddy? Is Allah pleased with you in this state? How will I bear being away from you if you are not with me in Paradise? I love you, Daddy, and I know you love me, but do you love Allah? If you love Him, why don't you obey Him?!"

All these questions jumped into Inas's mind when her father argued with her, refusing to wear the hijab. His argument aroused the volcano of accumulated years within her, so her pure heart began to beat fast, and her tone increased in nervousness.

She said to herself: "If you do not want to change your life, Daddy, then let me..."

For Inas, the hijab was a shield against the polluted world she discovered about her father and grandfather, and a means of distinction from them...

It was a shield against the environment that her mother and grandmother Susan pushed her into, which only cared about material things and never remembered that there was a soul and an afterlife....

Samir controlled himself with difficulty so as not to be harsh on the only flower in the desert of his life, so he turned his gaze back to the laptop and said:

"Okay, Daddy, we will discuss it later."
"When later, Daddy? Fatima gave me a hijab, and we agreed that I would go to school wearing it this coming Sunday."
"We will talk tomorrow, Daddy... Tomorrow is a holiday; you will not go to school."

Inas calmed herself, approached her father, kissed his cheek, and left silently.

Samir remained silent for a few minutes... not wanting to think about the topic, then returned to his calculations related to the exhibition on the laptop.

Inas realized that she was still young and would not be blamed if she did not wear the hijab, but for her, it represented much: it represented a natural feminine modesty that she did not want to lose, it represented the remembrance of Allah and the realization that she was in this life to worship Him, glorifying and loving Him, it represented sincerity, spontaneity, and the tranquility she found with her uncle Amjad's family... it represented a shield against her surroundings so as not to drag her into a whirlpool of heedlessness. She was not dazzled by this life she saw in the dryness of the luxurious villa and the loss of her parents and brothers... Inas did not hate the abundance of living and success in study and work, for all this was present with her uncles, but they used it to please Allah. But Inas hated her parents' and environment's immersion in the world, their enslavement to it, and their forgetfulness of their Lord and their hereafter... For Inas, the hijab represented a shield against the clipping of her wings with which she would fly in the sky of faith and the happiness of this world and the hereafter.

Inas had informed her mother of her decision to wear the hijab the day before, expecting to find opposition... but what she found was not just opposition, but something akin to hysteria! She looked at Inas aggressively:

"Hijab?! At this age?! This is all we need for the next party! For my friends to see you with a hijab... I was foolish when I allowed you to go to your uncle's house. Do not repeat this word again... Pray as you wish... Read the Quran as you wish... but do not speak about the hijab. It's all from my foolishness and stupidity that I allowed you to go to your uncle's house."

Inas was shocked by her mother's harsh response... so she said to her mother:

"Do you hate the hijab to this extent?!"
"I do not hate it... I am a Muslim even if I do not adhere to the hijab... You are young, do not speak about the hijab now..."

So Inas turned to her father to seek his support... but his first response on Friday morning was disappointing...

Inas let that day pass... and Samir slept, and Inas slept that night...

The next day, the first thing that came to Samir's mind when he woke up: "What will I say to Inas if she brings up the topic?"

Then he answered himself: "I do not think she will bring it up... perhaps it is just a passing idea to imitate Fatima... Children imitate each other... it will not be easy for her to be bothered again."

They broke their fast in silence this time... As soon as they finished breakfast, Inas forced a smile that hid her anxiety and said:

"Daddy, I have great news, bless me."
"Blessed, what is it, my dear?"
"I will go to school with the hijab tomorrow, God willing... here it is... Fatima gave it to me."

Samir smiled in surprise at this approach, then returned to eating some food, avoiding looking into Inas's eyes. He thought for a moment, then said:

"Daddy, my dear, we have the party in two months, and you know how beautiful the parties are. You will be different from those around you if you go to it with the hijab, and you will not regret it with them."

Samir did not mention to his daughter the truth that he would be embarrassed if she went with this appearance to a party with his acquaintances and Abu Azzam's acquaintances and their families.

Inas surprised her father with the answer:

"Daddy, I do not even want to go to the party from today... there are things that Allah does not like in it."

Samir was disturbed, then said:

"Daddy, we maintain a distance from things we do not agree with, but we cannot isolate ourselves from society. I am happy that you are reaching out, and I want you to continue doing so. But if we burden ourselves beyond our capacity in an environment that does not help, we will break."

The strange thing was that Samir, although he hated Abu Azzam at that stage with the utmost hatred, had absorbed much of his character and began to speak in a similar "logic," the logic of (the sea and the woods)! Just as the teacher Asma took Ashraf and Sadiq as part of his prestige, Samir unconsciously took Inas as part of his prestige and the "decoration" of his personality!

Of course, Samir did not convince Inas with her pure nature, and she could not bear the idea of duality that her father wanted her to live with, and his balance in her heart was greatly reduced by these words... So she withdrew silently and went to cry in her room from her disappointment in her father.

This time, she withdrew without a kiss on her father's cheek, leaving him stunned by this quick withdrawal, without argument and give and take! So Samir felt humiliated, because this little girl made him face himself, even despise himself! As if she had slapped him in the face.

The task of heedlessness was easy for Samir, but resisting good in the pure nature and suffocating the call of guidance in the soul of his daughter was a more difficult task!

Did the feeling of humiliation and self-hatred drive him to give in to his daughter and do without the party? No! Why? Is it because the party makes him happy? No, but he fears giving it up! Samir had reached a stage similar to what happens to drug addicts! He no longer enjoys the entertainment he is in, but he fears the "withdrawal symptoms" he will suffer if he leaves it!

On the other hand, Inas meant a lot to Samir, and yet he began to "get used to" the blessing of her presence in his life.... So he did not put her welfare and happiness above his concern not to be embarrassed in front of his acquaintances.

Inas went to school the next day with a heavy heart... Fatima wearing the hijab that gave her a special charm and her classmates congratulating her on it... Inas looked at her with pride and wished she was in her place.... Fatima told her what happened to her, so Fatima consoled her and said to her: "All the holidays are at the door... Let's try with him again the second semester, God willing."

The two girls did not know what awaited them in the second semester!

Hanin told her mother Susan about the situation that happened between her and Inas regarding the hijab.... And Susan herself had noticed that Inas had been tense lately and not accepting of the environment around her... So they made a harsh decision...

What is it? What is Samir's position on it? And how will it affect Inas's life? Let's follow.

The False Neutrality

السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته

Peace be upon you and the mercy of Allah and His blessings

الحمد لله رب العالمين

All praise is due to Allah, the Lord of the worlds

اللهم صل على محمد وعلى آله وصحبه وسلم

O Allah, send prayers upon Muhammad and his family and companions, and grant them peace

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

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All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is due to Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

الحمد لله الذي جعل من الإسلام دينًا شاملًا

All praise is upon Allah, who made Islam a comprehensive religion

Inas (21)

Susan, Hanan's mother, called Samir:

"Samir, we will enroll Inas in the international schools next to Stars Mall. This is the appropriate school for our social class. I justified enrolling her in the school where she was with her illness. Now her illness has passed, and her condition has stabilized. Transfer her."
"She won't endure being away from her cousin."
"Originally, Hanan and I are not pleased with her relationship with her cousin. Inas has become overly spiritual, and this embarrasses me in front of my friends and Hanan's friends. I brought her a designer dress from last year's France fashion show, and she refused to wear it, saying it was inappropriate! Fatima influences her a lot, and this does not please me. I have no objection to Fatima coming to the villa and visiting Inas periodically under Hanan's supervision, but she should not stay in the school. Transfer her."
"If Inas agrees to the transfer, I will transfer her."
"You know she won't agree... Tell me? Will you transfer her?"
"It is still early, and the school year has not ended. We will discuss the matter for the next school year."
"I will not wait until the end of the year, and I will not leave her in this school for the second semester. If you do not want to transfer her, I know how to transfer her..." and she hung up without greeting.

Indeed, Abu Azzam arranged the matter through his acquaintances, and Inas was transferred during the break between semesters without needing her father's signature as her guardian.

Inas and Fatima did not know about the matter yet... Hanan and her mother began to accompany Inas with them for a longer time, and they brought her many gifts: makeup boxes, golden jewelry, dresses, an iPad... In the electronics store, Susan said to her granddaughter:

"My dear, should I buy you a mobile phone?" She replied innocently:
"Yes, to call Fatima and Zainab." Inas did not know the reason for this excessive attention until her mother took her to the new school to get the uniform and books.

They got out of the car:

"Come on, Mom..."
"What is this place?!"
"Your new school."
"What school?! I do not want to transfer from my school."
"Yes... This is better for you."
"And Fatima?"
"We have nothing to do with her... She is in a school, and you are in a school."

Inas was shocked... She begged her mother in vain... She refused to try on the uniform and carry the books..

As soon as they returned home, Inas rushed to her father, who was preparing to go to the exhibition:

"Daddy, I do not want to transfer from my school, Mom wants to transfer me against my will... I do not want, Daddy, I do not want!... Please take me back to Fatima's school."
"I am not the one transferring you, Daddy... I told them to leave Inas in peace."
"They did not leave me. You can take me back, Daddy. Please."

Inas looked at her father with tension and fear, and he could not bear to see her in this state.

In fact, Samir could return Inas if he wanted to, and he would return her if the matter was related to her health as he insisted the first time. But now, he was torn between two sides: on the one hand, he did not want to break Inas' heart, and he was happy with her being influenced by Fatima - to a certain extent - and wanted his daughter to be better than him.

But on the other hand, he began to feel that Inas was distancing herself from him as a result of her being influenced by Fatima and her uncle's family! He did not forget when she put him in front of the reality of himself... She used to call him often and ask him a question or open a topic with him with enthusiasm and initiative... Now she has become less open in her conversation with him, less initiative to open topics, she feigns her smile, and in her heart, she has something against him! Samir could not bear that, could not bear to feel that his daughter was different from him and distancing herself from him... One of them had to change so that harmony could return.

As for him, he did not want to change! In his attention to reading the Imam's Friday Fajr prayer, in which he met Abu Azzam for the first time, Samir had set a deadline for his immersion in the world: to achieve success, gather money, and live in luxury... The justification: so that his psyche would stabilize and he would accept Allah with a clear mind.

Now all this has been achieved, but his psyche has not stabilized, but he has only increased his thirst from the sea of the world!

And with that, he lost the motivation to change himself. Yes, Inas had to change. She wanted to fly in the sky of normal life, and he wanted to remain attached to the mud of the earth. The solution was to clip her wings!

Samir realized how ugly it was to clip the wings of an innocent girl with a pure nature and stand in her way as she sought to fly. Therefore, he justified to himself that he was not the one who performed this role, but Hanan and her mother! So he convinced himself that his commitment to "neutrality" in this matter exempted him. He did not want to bear the responsibility of this act, but he was satisfied with its results!

Samir finally spoke, and Inas' eyes clung to him, and she clung to his shirt in supplication:

"I have no relation, Daddy, I am not the one transferring you..."

Inas felt disappointed, she could not say anything... So she released her grip from her father's shirt and went to her room crying, feeling her father's disappointment with her again..

The second semester began... Fatima missed Inas... She told her father, who called Samir:

"Samir, is Inas okay? The school has started for two days, and she has not come?!"
"She is fine... She has transferred to the international schools next to Stars Mall..." Amjad was shocked:
"But Samir, Inas and Fatima were benefiting greatly from staying together... They have become like sisters."
"I know. I am not the one who transferred her... Her mother and Hanan insisted on that."
"Why?"
"I do not know. Ask her mother."
"I have no relation with her mother! You are her father and responsible for her."
"The transfer has been done and finished, Amjad. Fatima can see Inas in our house. This is her uncle's house, so she is welcome at any time."

Amjad understood what was happening and began to boil and said nervously:

"You saw Inas being influenced by Fatima, instead of being happy about that, you want to put an end to her influence and separate them according to your measure! I will not bring Fatima to your house."
"Amjad, the transfer has been done and the matter is finished. This is my daughter, and I am free in her."

Amjad raised his voice:

"This daughter of yours... You do not deserve her!... Peace be upon you"... and he hung up.
"I do not deserve her?! How do I not deserve her?! If I did not deserve her, Allah would not have given her to me. How can Amjad say this while he is a religious man who controls his words?!"

Samir did not realize that it was not only Inas, but all the blessings he was surrounded with at that time, he did not deserve them! For he did not give thanks for them. He did not realize that Allah blesses His servants, the righteous and the wicked, with many blessings in this world, which is not the abode of reward, then He will hold them accountable for them in the abode of reward. This is in addition to the fact that they may be deprived of these blessings or their blessings in this world if they do not give thanks for them. Samir, at this stage, had been deprived of the pleasure of enjoying the blessings, even if their structures remained: a residence, a wife, a profitable job, money, children... But he had become tormented by them! However, the presence of Inas in his life was a source of reassurance that made him feel that "Allah loves me. I have mistakes, but there is a lot of good, and I do a lot of good deeds. If someone else was in my situation and environment, they would be more relaxed. If I did not deserve Inas, Allah would not have given her to me."

Therefore, Samir forgot his brother's words and considered them a slip of anger... Although this word would jump into his mind one day!

Inas did not fit in her new school... An environment that does not mention Allah but her father's duality. She did not find in the teachers role models like the previous ones, nor in the classmates like Fatima...

There is something that pains her. Inas loved her new classmates with her tender heart, and she pitied them because she felt that "their feathers are falling out" just as her own feathers were falling out! She wished she could lift them up with her to the paradise of this world that she had seen at her uncle Amjad's house. But Inas, at that young age, needed to fly first before she could lift others with her. It was difficult for the pure-hearted Inas to be distant from her classmates, not greeting them with her open face, her innocent laughter, and her cheerful talk that they had become accustomed to at Fatima's school... She wished she could, but she couldn't. For the first time, she began to break from within!

Hanin brought a gift for her daughter: a prayer set and a prayer rug, both made of expensive silk. In return, she got rid of the hijab that Fatima had recently given to Inas, while keeping an old prayer set from Fatima as well, since it would be used only at home.

Inas did not use any of this silk and remained with Fatima's set!

Inas began to spend a lot of time in her room... thinking, and sometimes reading from a storybook that Zainab, Fatima's older sister, had given her.

Sadiq missed her and missed her promise to him of a cup of coffee and encouraging words.

He came to her and saw her holding her doll (Huda) that her uncle Amjad had given her... Inas had outgrown a toy like (Huda) that was suitable for those younger than her, but (Huda) reminded her of her uncle Amjad's world, of Fatima, and the wonderful days she had spent at her uncle's house....

He saw her as she had dressed (Huda) in prayer clothes, looking at her with a distant gaze...

He broke her silence:

"Inas, what's wrong with you?"
"I want to go back to Fatima's school."

Sadiq tried to comfort her, but he was not used to this role, for it was she who lifted his spirits.

After these developments, Inas went with her father to visit Ashraf. Ashraf noticed a change in her features. She said a word that Samir heard:

"Ashraf, you are not alone in suffering..." Ashraf and his father thought she meant someone in a similar situation to his, but she actually meant something else!

Hanin and her mother noticed Inas's sadness and did not imagine that transferring her from Fatima's school was a sufficient reason, especially since the new school was "more beautiful," "more luxurious," and "more advanced." So they guessed that these were psychological changes leading to puberty in this eleven-year-old girl. So they took her to a psychologist...

The idea provoked Inas, and she apologized to the doctor for answering his questions.

Finally, the time for the party came... In the last hour before leaving for the party, Hanin's shouts rose: "You will wear this dress."

"No, Mom."
"But you will wear it."
"I can't."
"Tita brought it specially for you from France. You will be the most beautiful girl in it."
"It's not appropriate, it's not modest."
"Okay, this one."
"Nor this one. I don't want to go to the party at all."
"You're crazy! You will go. It's the party we've been waiting for a long time."

Hanin did not realize that what Inas was resisting was not "strange behaviors she had acquired from Fatima"! But it was a feminine shyness rooted in her nature that had not been corrupted.

After a long argument, Inas went out - reluctantly - wearing a long dress like the little princesses' dresses, and went in her mother's car. They met Samir at the door of the hall as usual. The couple (frozen in their marriage!) entered proudly with Inas between them.

She was indeed beautiful! With childlike innocence... but one thing was missing from her: the smile that had faded recently and that she could not fake that day.

Samir insisted on taking Inas to one of the tables, so he came to take her from Hanin, who prevented him because she was showing her off to her friends to hear from them compliments on Inas's beauty.

The couple almost argued in front of people, but they managed the situation, preserving their appearance. So Hanin showed her off a little, then handed her to Samir.

Samir went to a table where a big businessman was sitting. Samir was pushing for a business relationship with him in the hope of starting his own business away from Abu Azzam's system. Samir introduced his daughter to the businessman proudly:

"My daughter Inas."
"Masha Allah! How are you, Uncle?"
"Alhamdulillah."
"What beauty, Mr. Samir? Like princesses."

Samir was delighted! For this was the phrase he wanted to hear and the impression he wanted to make about his personality: that he was a luxurious, refined man who inherited greatness from his father, and the proof: Inas!

Samir insisted on keeping Inas by his side throughout his conversation with the businessman, even though the topics were commercial and did not concern her or relate to her, but Samir wanted her as a decoration in the background of his image to create a sense of luxury in the eyes of the "new teacher"!

Inas felt throughout this humiliation and the foolishness of her parents! She was not enjoying or delighting in the compliments about her beauty that she heard from the attendees of the party, for their opinion of her no longer mattered to her, and she remembered a word she had heard from Juman, her uncle Amjad's wife, as she was discussing with her daughter Zainab about friends when she said to her: «You are beautiful, and all good girls are beautiful with their purity, religion, and morals. We do not make the beauty of the outer shell a criterion by which we judge people... Girls who think in this way may end up hating their shapes and losing their self-esteem for something they have no control over». Inas had heard this talk while playing with Fatima, but it settled in her and set the «standard» by which she looked at people... Zainab was «ordinary» by the standards of «outer shell» beauty, and so was Fatima... but Inas saw in them a beauty of the soul and heart that she did not see in all the attendees of the party! So she pitied those who complimented her physical beauty, and she felt that they were veiled from the world of beauty that she had known!

The party ended, and the three returned to the villa. Samir went to his room to sleep, Hanin went to her other room, and Inas went to her room. She prayed the evening prayer, then could not sleep from thinking. And Inas made her decision.

So, what decision did she make? And what will fate bring, which Inas and her parents did not expect? Let's follow...

An Unusual Day!

السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته

Peace be upon you and the mercy of Allah and His blessings

اليوم يوم غير عادي

Today is an unusual day

اليوم يوم عيد

Today is a day of celebration

اليوم يوم عيد الفطر

Today is the day of Eid al-Fitr

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of extremely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of extraordinarily immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unimaginably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of indescribably immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of ceaselessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of unceasingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of endlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of boundlessly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا جدا

Today is a day of infinitely immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا جدا

Today is a day of eternally immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير جدا

Today is a day of everlastingly immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of perpetually immense joy

اليوم يوم فرح

Today is a day of joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Today is a day of great joy

اليوم يوم فرح كبير

Inas (22)

Samir woke up the next morning...prepared to go to the exhibition... He did not have dinner with Inas yesterday, so he must break his fast with her today... He stood at her door, she was holding (Huda) and looking at it, and next to her was her school bag, she started preparing it to launch into her twentieth day at the new school...

Samir called her with a smile:

"Inas, come let's break our fast together, my dear." Inas raised her eyes to his - without a smile! - for a few moments... an unusual look, filled with anger that was restrained by manners, on a beautiful child's face... then she said:
"I'm not hungry"... (Huda) sat in front of her and returned to arranging her books in the bag. Samir understood that his little one was upset about his recent lack of response to her demands and her going out to the party yesterday... He thought about sitting next to her on the floor to pacify her, but he restrained his fatherly affection and said to himself: "She has to get used to it, I want her to blend in with me and my environment to stay close to me, I can't stand her being different from me. It's a matter of time and she will get used to it"... So he went and broke his fast alone, and Inas did not break her fast.

The school bus came and Inas went in it, then Samir went to the exhibition. A normal day at the exhibition, and a normal day for Hanan who woke up late and broke her fast alone, until she received a call from the school that angered her about Inas! So she went out early to the garden and sat facing the gate waiting for the school bus, and lit a cigarette - she had started smoking recently - and started tapping her foot on the ground nervously.

Half an hour passed since the school called Hanan, then Samir received a call from an unknown number... He was busy with one of the customers so he hung up, the call repeated again and then the third time... Samir answered impatiently:

"Yes?!"
"Mr. Samir, Inas's father?"
"Yes, who are you?"
"The communication officer with the parents at the school... Mr. Samir, the bus that Inas was in... umm..." Samir started to get nervous: "What's wrong?"
"It was involved in an accident, so some students were transferred to Al-Rahma Hospital."
"Inas is among them?"
"Unfortunately, yes"
"What happened to her?"
"I don't know, Mr. Samir." Samir hung up the phone, said to the customer:
"Sorry, I have an emergency," and rushed in panic to Al-Rahma Hospital.

Some parents in the waiting room, their children's injuries ranging from minor to moderate... He asked about Inas:

"In intensive care"!... He rushed towards her but was prevented from entering... Minutes passed and the doctor came out, looking exhausted...
"Doctor, please, how is Inas's condition?"
"Who are you?"
"Her father." The doctor was silent and his features tightened, so Samir's color turned pale, his saliva dried up, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest from the pounding! The doctor could not look him in the eye, so he looked at the ground and said:
"My dear brother, be patient... I am sorry to tell you: Inas has passed away"!

Samir rushed towards the room... entered... a doctor writing a death report with sadness and two nurses crying... and Inas on the bed, as if she was sleeping peacefully, with brain hemorrhage and superficial wounds on the side of her head, and on a nearby chair her school bag and her "Yans" prayer stained with blood... Samir could not comprehend the situation... He felt as if he was following something happening to someone else, not to him! He approached Inas and said:

"Inas, wake up, my dear..." Inas did not wake up!

He shook her hand gently, kissed her forehead which had dried blood on it:

"Inas, wake up, Daddy... wake up..." The doctor came affected:
"Be patient, my brother... May God have mercy on her..." Samir turned and pushed the doctor's hand off his shoulder and said impatiently:
"She is not dead, she is eleven years old, man, she is not dead," and he smiled a hysterical smile and returned to Inas... He took her hand in his... her hand was still warm and soft:
"Inas, my life, wake up, Daddy..."

A few minutes passed until Samir began to comprehend what was happening, but without believing it! For Inas was alive in his being. He started calling those who were related and saying:

"Inas is tired... in Al-Rahma Hospital," he called Hanan, who had called the school several times wondering about the delay of the school bus and no one answered her.

What was the call that Hanan received an hour earlier that made her go out angrily waiting for Inas? It was a call from Inas's class supervisor telling her:

"Madam, Inas was positive today and more harmonious with her classmates, her mood has improved, and we are happy about that, but she was wearing a Yans prayer, justified by the presence of male classmates and teachers! As you know, Madam, this makes her odd compared to the others."

Inas was happy and positive that day because she decided to become a "new Fatima" for the "Inasats" of her school! She decided that no one could prevent her from striving for perfection, and no one could take away her nature. The meanings represented by the hijab were not to be postponed for Inas, and she did not want to get used to forgetting them or living without them. Her mother had taken her hijab (Fatima's gift) so Inas did not find to live these meanings except with her Yans prayer, so she went out with it even if it was small. Her classmates laughed at first when they saw her with the Yans and thought she was joking them, but then they heard from her words that addressed something deep hidden in their hearts.

Hanan did not understand any of these meanings! All she cared about was that her daughter's appearance was odd that day, shame on what her friends would say when they knew about it! So she was waiting to see her daughter with this "shameful" appearance when she got off the bus! To scold her and warn her against "imitating Fatima" again! Rest in peace, Hanan! For Inas has died and there will not be "another time" at all!

Hanan came to the hospital, she was struck by a panic attack when she learned of her daughter's death, then came Abu Azzam and his wife and Samir's brothers: Amjad, Said, Asim, and Tala, and their children... They were all shocked! For Inas was loved by everyone despite her little mixing with her father's family and the imposed one from her mother and grandmother.

Samir was frozen, not crying, not talking, holding Inas's bag and her Yans stained with blood. So his brothers took care of the procedures to prepare Inas for burial... At the farewell glance, the most touching scene was the scene of Fatima: she was not overcome by fear like the other children, but she sat at Inas's head, kissed her, then raised her head and tears flowed from her red eyes, then she bent over her, kissed her, then raised her head and muttered with words and cried. Inas, with her beauty, was as if she was sleeping peacefully, white as the shroud that wrapped her... with her beauty, but... without life! Her father, uncles, and Sadik prayed over her, even her aunts, except for Abu Azzam and Zehra who remained outside the mosque.

Inas was buried.. her uncle Amjad and her brother Sadik lowered her into a grave next to her grandmother's grave... then Sadik remained at her grave crying silently until Amjad forced him to stand on his feet to go with Samir. Nothing was shown by Samir throughout all this that would arouse pity for him! For he was frozen and silent, answering those who condoled him briefly and coldly! But he felt a strange feeling! He wished that the sun of that day would not set... its setting meant that the file of that day had been closed, and Inas had been written in her death, so she would go without return! Samir had a glimmer of hope to hear a voice saying: "A mistake happened! The one who died is not Inas... Here we found Inas."

The sun was setting over the cemetery, and darkness was gradually descending, along with a darkness that was settling over Samir's heart, extinguishing his hope of hearing that voice! His tension and disturbance increased...

This hope was completely killed when the teacher announced to the attendees the opening of a condolence house in his palace... Nevertheless, Samir remained silent, frozen in his emotions... So, he boarded his car with Sadiq, and they went to the condolence house.

The mourners were received. Hanan remained in her father's palace, and Samir and Sadiq returned to the villa. Sadiq went to sleep from sheer exhaustion, and Samir, over whom the events of that day had passed very quickly, who had no comfort except her bag and her bleeding Yansha.

How was that pivotal night in Samir's life?

Let's follow...

I had high hopes for you!

You've disappointed me!

Inaas (23)

Samir stood at the door of Inaas's room (may Allah have mercy on her)... He looked at the spot where she was in the morning when their eyes met and he didn't know that it would be the last time... He entered her room with some fear! He placed the bag where it was in the morning, then he started searching in Inaas's drawers, in her makeup boxes, in the corners of the bed, under her pillow, even under the bed too! What was he looking for?! Samir remembered the day his mother left a will in the drawer next to her bed before her death. Samir couldn't bear for Inaas's look at him that morning to be the last time he saw her, so he was searching for any piece of paper or a scrap of paper with (I'm upset with you, Dad, but I love you) written on it! And he remembered the hearts she used to draw when she was young and write inside them: (Dad)...

Samir searched for a long time but didn't find anything, just as he didn't find a similar scrap of paper he had searched for before in his mother's room! He was forced to read the message in Inaas's blood-stained yans, and he imagined her face with her determined eyes when she said to him: "I'm not hungry"... He read a message that said:

"Dad, you have disappointed me! I am not hungry for the maid's breakfast, but for the joy of my soul, for a home shaded by faith, affection, and mercy... Your life does not please me, your boasting, your knowledge does not concern me, your silk is rough to the touch, your lights darken my chest... Leave me, if you do not fly with me, then leave me. You are not happy, so why do you want to pull me into a world of your misery?! I am a human being honored by her Creator, I am not a decoration for anyone, nor a part of anyone's prestige, and it is not anyone's right to clip my wings when I long to fly in the orbit of my Lord's love. It is not anyone's right to impose on me what contradicts my nature and the longings of my soul. Dad, do you not realize that there is life in this life?! I tried to guide you to it, I urged you towards it, I shared it with you until you forgot it..."

"Dad, come let's pray together", "Dad, our house is no longer bearable, leave your preoccupations a little and turn to repairing your dilapidated family situation", "Dad, leave the world of seriousness and let's start a good life with halal"... And you refuse to do anything but stay in the grave of your heedlessness... So leave me and do not detain me with you! I beg you: Dad, return me to Fatima's school, keep me in touch with the world of my uncle Amjad and his family who found in them what you and my mother failed to provide me... And you refuse to do your part and return me to Fatima's school, because you want me to be like you, and for the good that is in me to be suffocated when it exceeds the limit that suits your whims! Dad, my education restrains my tongue, but I do not own my eyes to prevent them from telling you: You have disappointed me."

Samir read the message signed with Inaas's blood and sealed with the seal of fate written underneath: "Therefore... you do not deserve her!" Amjad's words rang in his being in a terrifying way... Samir shook his head in denial: "No, no"... He couldn't bear to believe the message, he couldn't bear to imagine that Inaas was taken from him because he did not deserve her... He couldn't bear to imagine that his daughter died wounded by him just as his mother died before, and that he did not learn from his mother's death over twenty-two years of heedlessness, but he also stabbed his daughter! He couldn't bear it, but he did not let go of the blood-stained yans either...

He went and took a sedative to sleep, as he was very tired mentally and physically... He went to his bed, lay down on it, and placed the yans next to him, turned off the light... No sooner had his eyes closed a little than he heard Inaas's voice: "Dad, Mom, get up let's pray Fajr together"... He got up as if he was shocked: "Inaas?! Where are you, Dad?" He turned on the light: "It's Inaas, I heard her!"... He wandered around the house looking for Inaas.... "Perhaps everything I am experiencing now is just a nightmare"... "I will wake up from my sleep now and find Inaas"... He didn't find Inaas... So he went back to his room, tried to sleep, but couldn't... He took the yans, entered Inaas's room... He wished that when she looked at him that look in the morning, if he had sat beside her on the floor and appeased her and promised her that he would do what she wanted, she would have died at least satisfied with him, not as his mother died. He remembered when she said to Ashraf, "You are not the only one who suffers," and now he understood for the first time that she meant herself and her suffering with this stubborn father!

He remembered Alaa's message (the contaminated buyer) twenty-two years ago: (May Allah take revenge on you). He understood why Inaas used to put the yans on her doll (Huda) when they returned from his brother's son's request (Abd Rahman)... Samir bent down and took (Huda) and put the yans on her as Inaas used to do, and remembered the most beautiful moments, when she would come to him in the morning hugging (Huda) and surprise him by standing in front of him while he was busy, so he would raise his eyes to see a face like the moon with a charming childish smile. Huda's smile was like Inaas's smile, but without life! When he saw the blood-stained yans on the lifeless doll, he finally faced the bitter truth: that the only flower in the desert of his life had suddenly disappeared from the scene, and that his life had become - simply -: without Inaas!

Here, Samir's volcano erupted, and he cried with intense pain, and his memory returned to the days of childhood, reviewing them while looking at (Huda) and her blood-stained yans... He remembered the day they were all gathered, he and his brothers with their parents around (the stove) on a cold winter day roasting chestnuts, when he took a doll and brought it close to the stove and his father shouted and said to him: "Samir, enough mischief," he remembered his father the pious merchant who used to take care of halal sustenance, and his father's frequent tiredness with Samir while reminding him of prayer... He remembered the day Tala put on a shawl and a dress for the first time and entered their father's room smiling and their father embraced her and kissed her head... He remembered their simple, clean house filled with faith and his mother's beautiful recitation of the Quran... How did he forget this good, clean environment that he came out of and moved to the swamps?!

Samir felt for the first time that, for more than twenty years, he had entered the wrong race track and had been running in it ever since, until something called (Inaas) obstructed his path, but he did not stop, but continued running until he shattered her and shattered himself with her. More than twenty years, starting with the death of his mother while he was immersed in the world, hoping for the support of his father Azzam, and ending with the death of his daughter while he was also immersed in the world selling in his exhibition... And in both cases, the line is closed because he... is busy! Two similar events, even in the same hospital! Two events as if they were witnesses on both sides of a grave... the one buried in it is Samir himself! For that period passed as if he had not lived it, but he felt that the day he rushed to the hospital and did not realize his mother was also yesterday!

Inaas was like King Solomon's throne that Samir leaned on and kept convincing himself because of her that there was good in him and that Allah honored him and that he was "better than others". But when Inaas died, everything collapsed. He couldn't sleep... He heard the call to Fajr prayer, entered and took a shower and performed ablution, then set off in his car to the mosque where he knew Amjad prayed. He stood praying while trying to hold back his tears with difficulty... Then he waited for his brother at the door of the mosque.. Amjad came out, saw Samir, with a broken spirit and drooping eyes, like a bird without wings, so he knew that he had cried a lot that night... So Amjad's anger towards him subsided and he felt that Samir was going through a different merciful moment.

Samir extended his hand to shake his brother's hand and said:

"Can I take a little of your time?" Amjad replied:
"All of me is for you, my brother."

Samir was shaken from within, for he did not know anyone who loved him deeply and cared for him sincerely more than Inaas, so he did not expect to hear such a kind expression after her death. The two went to Amjad's house... Um Umar and the children were praying... Samir waited in the guest room until Amjad brought him two cups of coffee... Samir stood looking at the place where he sat before to advise Amjad, after his nephew's request, the day Inaas and Fatima came to him begging him to let Inaas stay at her uncle's house... He remembered Inaas's features as she begged him with a childish tone: "Dad, Dad, please let me stay"... He remembered her sweet tone... All of this was about a year ago...

Amjad entered with coffee...they sat...their eyes met...Samir lowered his head and shook it as if saying (no)...

Amjad said to him:

"Share with me, my brother."

With a hoarse, tired voice, Samir said:

"I don't know where to begin"...he raised his head and leaned it against the back of his seat as he took a deep breath then exhaled it with heat...he controlled himself with difficulty so as not to cry in front of Amjad then said:
"I feel like my life ended with Aynas' departure."
"But it will begin."
"What beginning?! I died with her."
"But you were dead and you will live, by the will of God, to be among those whom God described: '(He is one) who was dead, and We gave him life and made for him light by which to walk among the people.'"
"Beautiful meanings, but I don't think I am one of them...I feel like I won't change."
"This is despair from God's mercy."
"It's not despair...I know that God is merciful, but..."
"But this devil makes you despair in another way, telling you: Of course, God is merciful, but you are not among those deserving of His mercy, and He will not help you to reform yourself."
"Amjad, you can't imagine the size of the problem. For more than twenty years, I was like a drugged person...like someone hit on the head...as if I only woke up tonight! I can't believe what I was doing! I can't believe how I laughed at myself and deceived myself all this time! And yet...I can't imagine that someone who remained in this state for so long will change genuinely."

Samir said this while remembering how his brother had advised him the previous time, then he returned to what he was with Abu Azzam over a few months.

Amjad replied:

"Twenty years? You were not worse than people who fought the Prophet's call for nearly twenty years as well, then they believed after the conquest of Mecca, and they turned around completely until they sacrificed themselves and their wealth for the sake of spreading the religion they loved."

Samir fell silent...he knew this information but now he wondered how this could actually be! He said again:

"These people had a barrier between them and faith...the barrier was removed, so faith entered their hearts and enlightened them, and they transformed. As for me, I have been a believer in all the truths from before, but my faith in them did not affect me, and if it did, it did not last. There is nothing new that I don't know to change me from within."
"The dry information in your heart, God is able to bring it to life just as He brings the earth back to life after its death."
"Everything has preliminaries and indicators...I don't see any sign of hope in me for a real, lasting change."
"Samir, you used to look at yourself with amazement, boasting about some of your good deeds and belittling your faults. And now you look at yourself with extreme negativity and feel unworthy of guidance! Don't you notice that this devil moves you between arrogance and despair and distances you from God in both cases?!"
"My mother died angry at me, Amjad. Tonight, I remembered how I neglected her in her last days...I remembered her will in which she did not mention my name...he who disobeys his parents will not succeed...I thought I was an exception to this rule, until I was deprived of Aynas. I didn't tell you something: do you know what I was doing the day you were calling me to come to the hospital and my mother was dying? I was with the teacher, seeking his approval, listening to the silly jokes of his secretary's son, and hanging up on your calls with annoyance!"

Samir smiled a sarcastic smile of anger at himself and continued saying:

"While you were around my mother, earning her approval before she died. I didn't tell you this...he who loses his mother in this state...is deprived."

Here, despair returned and dominated Samir's heart, and he felt that Aynas' death was the beginning of severe punishment...his features hardened and his feeling of the need to cry vanished, and he even became annoyed with himself for showing weakness in front of his brother and tried to withdraw from the session.

Amjad approached him, took his hand, and smiled saying:

"And I also have something about my mother that I didn't tell you since the day of her death, and it is related to you."

Samir turned with interest:

"She said something about me?"
"Yes."
"What did she say?"...Samir felt that he would find with Amjad a substitute for the "note" he searched for in his mother's room on the day of her death...

Amjad said:

"It would have been enough for me to tell you that God forgives those who repent from shirk, so how would He not forgive disobedience. But glory be to God! As if God facilitates the means to surround you with His mercy so that you find no escape from repentance!"
"What happened? Tell me!"

What is the matter that Amjad hid from Samir since the death of their mother and will tell him today? Let's continue.

Secret Amjad

السلام عليكم ورحمة الله وبركاته

Peace be upon you and the mercy of Allah and His blessings

الحمد لله رب العالمين

All praise is due to Allah, the Lord of the worlds

اللهم صلي وسلم على سيدنا محمد وعلى آله وصحبه أجمعين

O Allah, send prayers and peace upon our master Muhammad and his family and companions altogether