scary

chapter 4

the fourth chapter

I found myself looking for the source of the sound, but I did not see anyone in my room. I looked at Rami, who was in his seventh sleep. The balcony door was closed. I decided to get out of my room quietly, knowing that if I found Rima outside, I would fight with her, even though I knew that she was not the owner of the sound, but I wanted her to walk. From home, her presence did not make me comfortable. I was walking with calm steps because the whole house was asleep. I approached Muhammad’s room and then found that there was no sound at all. I was sure that they were sleeping, but my confirmation did not last long because a voice came from behind me and said to me:

- Go into the bathroom without looking back.

I replied with a shiver and a low voice of fear:

- Rima!

The sound is repeated sharply:

- Listen to what was said without many words.

I found myself doing what was said without hesitation. Even though I was terrified, I had to agree. Maybe I could understand the reason for what I was in. I arrived in the bathroom and was still fascinated by the light. I found her saying:

- You won't need it for anything.

Before I closed the door, she had locked it. The darkness in the bathroom turned into a dull blue light, but to me it was better than the darkness and blackness that surrounded me.

- Look in the mirrors.

She said it and I looked while I had nothing in my mind except that Rima was taking revenge on me or intending to act like this because of my lack of taste with her, but inside me I was determined to continue until I got the last one and expose her in front of them all, and then my brother would definitely divorce her. The mirrors were like a painting, with words written on them that I don’t know how to ignore. Read it because of the strange way it was written. It was written literally:

(The Great Satan...poisonous...cunning...G..A.D..R..Heedless...Extremely obedient...God of Fire...M.W.Q.D.H.A)

As soon as I finished reading what was written, I felt that the bathroom was all smelling of smoke. The light became red, a little clearer than blue, but I didn’t see anything. Her voice was repeated again, and the words disappeared and the mirrors were back to what they were, but I didn’t know where the smell of smoke was coming from. I felt like I was going crazy. Almost, I found myself saying:

- I swear to God, I will not leave you, you trash.

I left the bathroom feeling terribly angry. I knocked on Muhammad, my brother, in his room. He was so rigid that Rami got up and running at the sound of the sound. Sarah woke up as well, and I ignored their surprise and their question about me for a while, so Muhammad appeared while he was in a state of pain and standing behind him was his wife, who was wearing almost no clothes, the first time I saw her. I turned around to see where Rami was looking, but I found him staring and looking as if he was shocked by my behavior, but my focus on Rami was interrupted by Muhammad’s voice:

- what happened? Is there anything wrong with my mother?

He asked with his eyes full of sleep, but in my anger I found myself saying:

- What brought you back? Bring it to ruin our lives? Isn't it enough for her that she kidnapped you? She's coming to kidnap my husband...

Muhammad interrupted me sharply as if he was waiting for me to understand what I meant. I found him turning around as he said:

- Shut up, one more word, Samar, I will forget that you are my sister and deal with you in a street manner. Feel free to answer my wife’s biography again.

pleasant:

- What is happening? Samar, why are you doing this?

archer:

- You are not conscious, Samar. It is clear that Tant's fatigue is affecting you.

I responded with emotion to her while she was standing acting as an angel:

- Are you coming to me for her sake? You don't know what I did, Al-Hanim entered my room while I was sleeping with my husband, and as soon as I felt her, I hid and when I got up to go around...

Muhammad looks at Rima and looks at her again angrily:

- Oh God, please be long, my soul. Be guided by God, Samar. Rima, it is impossible for you to do anything like this. My hero is nonsense, and it is clear that I really made a mistake when I came back. Don’t worry, we will check on my mother and go back to where we were.

archer:

- What are you saying, Muhammad? It's a shame, by God, Samar is a little tired since we were at home. It's clear that she was feeling nervous and was nervous. Sorry, Mohamed... Sorry, Rima.

pleasant:

- This is your home, my love, and Rima’s place is hers. Your right is over me, Rima, and you, Samar....

I replied nervously:

- Come on, ask that I apologize at all. She didn't do anything wrong.

Rima gently and calmly teased me with them:

- That's it, guys, good has happened. Nothing deserves an apology. My husband is sure that it's impossible for me to do that. As for Samar, I can make her nervous, and maybe she was dreaming and saw me in her dream, because I came to her mind when she woke up.

Her tenderness made me emotional:

- Why would I dream about you? My love for you in...

Sarah angrily:

- It's okay, Samar, don't give it to her. This pampering of yours must have limits.

archer:

- Come in, guys, relax. I'm sorry, Jerima, again. Come on, Samar, let's go to our room.

I was looking at all of them with emotion and anger, and I left them and went into my room and was dying because they all attacked me. My anger increased when Rami ignored me and went back to sleep. I was nervous. I opened the balcony and went out to smell the air so I could calm down. The street was suspiciously quiet, not even a sound from the air. This feeling is so depressing and strange. But suddenly a sound came from my phone on the dresser in the room:

(Samo.. Sam.. Saaam.. Possible.. Hahaaam.. All.. Kh. B. Th)

These are the words that I was able to understand, and again in my astonishment I smelled the smell of smoke. I kept turning around to find the source, but the strange thing was that the source of this smoke was... me.

Oh, it was me...or more precisely my hair. Oh, the smell of smoke that filled my breath came from my hair. I held it in my hands and I was afraid and I didn’t know how my hair was in love, but there wasn’t anything in it other than just the smell. Do you know the smell of the devil?

This is the same smell coming out of my hair that I was looking for and on my scalp as if I would find fire catching me, for example, but what happened is that I suddenly found a crow standing on the balcony wall.. a strange black crow. I was even more frightened and quickly closed the doors of the balcony and it made a sound. Rami was worried about his strength again, and here he got emotional at me while my eyes were still on the crow that focused his gaze on me:

- No, Samar, jealousy is not to this degree. I am trying to deal with your crazy behavior calmly because of the situation we are in. Don’t go any further.

I ignored his words as if the crow’s look was enchanting me. Rami got very annoyed and I did not focus on him even though he got out of bed, changed his clothes, and left the room...and at that moment, after Rami closed the door behind him, what the black crow did was that he......

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