Nawal and the worlds of the dervish ✍️ Adel Assum
I realized that these dervishes did not create God, except for the good of them overflowing from those around them, and with the goal, he knows that it is most of him …
There is no village or city that you find Darwish, and how many impacts of this character in the conscience of people …
In my youth, I thought that the reason for the presence of the dervish is the lack of medical care, but I excluded it later and in the many folds of my trips. We are sure that these dervishes are loved by God, and they have secrets and hidden things, God is aware.
I read in my boy a book that I found in the Library of the Father, may God have mercy on him, to the writer Jean -Paul Sartre, whose name is (the village). It opens the wide wedding door! …
And if after that, the more I read the sura of the cave, and I will pass the history of man and just moussa, peace be on them. I stop in the hands of the actions of the Greens, peace is on him; Whoever violates the ship was killed for the boy, then a residence on the wall!, Despite my certainty that she tells the details of the judiciary, of the destiny and the difference between them; However, in his folds, he was found in his extended folds of secrets and the worlds of the Enlightenment which float in his spaces, an altitude on the path of the tracks of walkers …
Let me tell you the story of Nawal and Ja`Far Al -Dariish.
Nawal is the second after a brother who grew up, followed by five sisters,
And the last of the Jaafar cluster, he came out in the world with atrophy of the brain, so that people have been used to calling him the DaiBs since childhood.
The family grew up in the families of our beloved northern on the subsistence, and the fate of Nawal was not better than many girls of its generation during the 1970s who left the study at its different stages, or did not study from the start, as it is equal to them in the desirable name; However, she exceeds them on the length of her place for her mother’s bed because of a terminal disease, and her older brother had visited Libya and her news was interrupted, and when the administration of the high school asked her to fulfill the session expenses for secondary examinations (on her saying); She could not do it, so her older brother – alongside her trips – did not call them anything to sell and benefit from her price, and what has remained in her father’s hand is no longer enough for the value of the drug they buy every month for her mother …
That day, Nawal cried, God wants to cry.
– I don’t cry, God, God is in …
And he was shaken with:
God inside …
God inside …
God inside …
It relieved that Nawal was a lot, and she kept hesitation (God inside) until she was sleeping.
Nawal grabbed to become a teacher who illuminates the minds of young people, then she uses the money she obtains to raise the affairs of her family, but all of this went to the wind, and hope is dead, and the M and the same withdrew to add and engrave hope forever …
His mother said to him one day:
– Jaafar, you do not underestimate him, Yanoal, my daughter, Jaafar, is a secret of Kabyer, by God! …
Nawal offered the school to hate to devote herself to the work of the house, and she was tired or never tired, she remained like a candle melt in the light for the rest of the family members, and she was occupied by the practice of her mother with cancer, and she did not spare an effort to respond to young brother Jaafar al The house, she continued to do all of this with a loving heart and sleep …
As soon as a year has passed, she married her five sisters, but a young marriage is a sadness of her father’s departure.
And his sisters moved with their husbands in other Sudan regions,
Nawal did not look for his weight on his sisters to spend on the house, and they had twins, and their husbands were not the same.
Nawal sought to seek a job to spend on herself, her mother and Jafar, and she found her misfortune by weaving the tail and the work of the baskets and brochures of Palm Fronds, her mother named her bedding with a guidance, and she also began to do Bambah and Zalabiya to sell it to the students of the nearby school complex, and the villarers helped her From the little land Jaafar alongside it names its vigor and its activity, and the situation was a little released, so Nawal’s gifts and gifts extended to its five sisters of hiding places, dates and needs of Ramadan each invisible year, and despite all these efforts and these movements have not left the smile. Nawal, and when night arrives, Nawal is busy with his sick mother, so they only sleep the easy wish for him.
Your sleep is few …
Your sleep is few …
Your sleep is few …
So I asked him, but what are you doing?
In his hand, he referred to the house of Sheikh Warq Al -Majawi, who used to take the night and the recitation, when he reached his voice before dawn.
She began to establish the night and read a page of the book of God every night, then she prayed to God for her prayer, and she was wet her stone with tears of hope, and the Dreyish continued to watched her under her cover while he shared her mother’s bed …
Nawal finished preserving the book of God in three years, and the fourth Ramadan came and it was accomplished as the shadows of the last ten days of it increased his cult and his recitation, and a night of a tenth night at night; If you see everything that falls, prostrating themselves to God and the angels are inserted inside the room, they read Surat Al -Rahman! …
A singing phone:
– Yanwal, Yanwal …
It’s the night of power, I pray to God with what you want.
Thus, the pocket of her heart intensified, and the breaths came from her as if they immigrated the long distances between Al -Safa and Al -Marwah, and the language broke him.
– Nawal, let’s say, O God, you are an amnesty who loves forgiveness, so forgive us, and I repeated myself behind him three times, and she looked at her mother’s bed, and if she sleeps alone, and the Dariish had no effect!
Nawal and Jella were saved outside the room, so if he gets up from the ground at the visionary, and two wings were executed for him!
The brilliant light, which radiates his brother Jaafar!
Ja`Far told him – who is on the authority of a classic language to which he did not get used to it because he was flying with his wings:
– Yanwal, I go to my Lord for the reward of the beloved Mustafa, may God bless him and grant him peace, on the highest paradise.
So she shouted:
– Take me with you …
He told her, and his face went more:
– Do not cry, Yanwal, I pray to God, my sister, because God wrote for your satisfaction and your happiness in the two houses.
She answered him crying:
– But will you be my opinion?!
– No, you will not become alone, you get married, you will want to God, and you answer boys and girls, but I must not forget to name your eldest son in my name, then him and disappeared …
Nawal returned to the room to discover that her mother died, so she weighed her step, and she fell to the bordering ground of the horror of the situation, and remembered the supplication that Darwish recommended, so God called him, and the world was darkened in his eyes …
Nawal opened her eyes and found herself in bed and around her, some of the women in the neighborhood:
– Where am I?!
He applauded her that she was in a generous hospital, and that God wrote to her a new life after she was absent from conscience for days, and she condolered her on the death of her mother, then she heard people that people decided not to tell her the Darrish who disappeared and did not find any trace of him, so she was not careful, because she knows her place of veil …
His reunification met his five sisters who came to receive condolences and sympathy for the death of their mother,
Then I accept Eid Al -Fitr …
Before her sisters travel, she will come to her, a parent who lives in Port Sudan. His wife died a year ago …
(Faisal), who was intended to be a husband for Nawal: said:
– By God, from the first night, I led to Nawal; May God bless me in everything !!! …
I had only a small stand, so I had three stores, and I did not start in an agreement except and that God blessed me in her doubled !! …
Nawal became a husband for the richest merchants of the Sudan port, and she gave birth to many sons and daughters, and she did not forget to call the former in the name of Jaafar …
His hand, Nadia Al -ataya, took her hand to her sisters, but rather to the inhabitants of the village as a whole.
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