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She was wandering the corridors of bookshops in search of new books in which to invest her time, and indulge in them away from the illogical insignificance of reality. Uncle Jaber is her favorite seller, a man of sixty years of age, educated and kind, with a good mind. She goes to bookstores not only to buy new books, but Also, to learn something new, as she used to talk to sellers, and take knowledge from them, for they are good people, with experiences and sound minds, especially Uncle Jaber, who used to forget time with him as soon as she reached his place, wandering in a world of imagination and forgetting existence. A beacon of knowledge...,

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. You always talk to him about everything that goes on around the world and the world in religious, cultural and literary matters, you do not know where he possesses this huge amount of culture, educated men have become like hard currency these days, but Uncle Jaber is really a purebred mare among the horses...

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She did not feel that she had spent more than two hours standing on her feet and talking to Jaber, she laughed with him cheerfully and told him that he was casting an old spell on her, so he made a loud laughter at her beautiful blink and said to her: This is the magic of books, my dear, then I asked him for permission and went to have a cup of hot chocolate in the nearest coffee shop, and read a little of the book you bought, which seems very interesting and touching...

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She sat in her usual seat and began to drink her drink and read, slowly until her features became affected by what she was reading, sometimes smiling and at other times her eyebrows drawn and a third her tears were almost falling, as usual, she was holding her pen to plan the sentences that provoked her to discuss with Jaber later, but after For not long time she could not stand her feelings and her tears washed away like a torrent from Niagara Falls, she could not bear what she read, she was very affected, and I knew that if she sat any longer, she would start to weep, so she carried herself and went out carrying her book and symptoms back to her kingdom in her room so that she could be comfortably affected by the Without feeling ashamed of anyone.....

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Emad was sitting in a far corner in the café where no one could see him, but he could see everyone. He is a regular customer here, but he doesn't always come, as he works most of the time, so when he has his spare time he comes and takes a break from the serenity. His attention was attracted by the sound of the café door and the clang A female entry, almost swearing that it was one of Mozart's music, entered a girl who was not very beautiful but attractive in a strange way, it seemed from her conversation with the waiter that she was a regular customer, she sat in a place that seemed to belong to her, and began to drink chocolate and read, her features were changing with every letter She reads it, smiles, laughs, furrows her eyebrows, stuns in a gentle and sensitive way, but what enraged his soul is the intensity of her sensitivity when dew drops started to fall from her eyes, so she turned right and left to see if there was an observer, then gathered her needs and went out quickly....!!

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.... This was the strangest and most amazing scene he goes through on this day, indeed in his entire life ...., but it is also more beautiful than the sunset and sunrise scenes ... From this beauty, when he was affected by her like this..... Perhaps because due to the insignificance of the minds of some girls, he no longer sees who she reads, who educates herself, and who cares about something other than cosmetics....

...but is this really the reason or are there other drums beating???

After she came out, he blocked himself, so he carried her and went back to his office, he no longer wanted to be there after that, the cafe shone and then he went and left him faded without life....

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He entered his office and started his work, as he is the director of the city newspaper, always busy and does not find time even for himself. once again.......

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Nidaa entered the house running, longing and eager to embrace her mother, as she smelled the scent of good things from the street of their house, so I knew that her mother had returned, and she became like a child on the day of Eid, running with all her strength until she entered the kitchen, screaming happily at the top of my mother’s voice, my mother, with a laugh on her lips. Gorgeous and beautiful, she sleeps with excessive happiness and hugged her mother with such force that she almost strangled her, what a girl.....

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. The next day, she insisted on her mother to go with her to the café so that she would be comfortable with her, as they had not gone out for a long time together. She sat at her usual table and asked what she wanted, then began to talk to her mother and did not know about those eyes that had been waiting for her eagerly, searching for her since arrival..,

Her mother told her if she wanted a chocolate drink, she would have told her, she makes better than it, but she wouldn't be a call if she didn't get angry and her mother replied: So my delicious peach is jealous

Mother: I am jealous, O light of your mother's eye

Appeal: Of course, they make the best chocolate drink

Mother: Not the best, but you are the worst connoisseur

Call: Because I have endured your food all these years

Mother: If you are not rude enough, I will hit you in front of people

Call: And does the beloved of your heart make it easy for you?

Mother: Yes, play on my string.

Call: And it is the sweetest string, O piece of Heaven

And a quarrelsome laugh, embracing her mother, who knows her daughter's manipulation of her feelings, but she loves her, because she is her only one who has not given birth to another girl..

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There were those who listened to this hadith and laughed from their hearts at that quarrelsome... So her name is Nidaa, what a beauty the name and its companion, which resembles God's call to prayer.. Really bright and shining...

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He smiled and then continued to follow until she and her mother came out and insisted that he follow her to know where she lives and whose daughter she is and what she is doing in her life..,

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. He walked after her at every step she took with her mother, she did her shopping and went to the library and she was arguing sharply with an old man, and she laughed with him sometimes, I wonder who he was and what her relationship to him was, she seemed close to him.... Then she entered a doll store and bought some From her with her mom's objections but hey, is she going to buy it for herself!?

What a strange girl, while the girls buy toiletries, she buys dolls and also heard her call some funny funny names, he laughed out loud until he turned looking for the owner of the laugh, but hid before he saw him...