Malukhiah And Damea

"She stood looking around in confusion, not knowing what to do. Her appearance, in simple robes and a popular veil, indicated her position at the bottom of the social ladder. When she saw a group of soldiers, with fava beans sandwiches in their hands, which they had brought before they returned to the camp, she called to them: Tell me, my son, you and him... I want to enter my son so I can check on him, and give him the food that I brought for him. One of them said: We have nothing to do with this issue of visits, but you can go to the gate and reach an understanding with the officials. She said in frustration: I went to them and they expelled me under the pretext that today is not a day for visits, even though I know that there is an exceptional visit on the occasion of the Prophet''s birthday. At this moment, a man who was following the conversation got up from the nearby coffee shop and approached them. A man wearing a cheap, carefully ironed suit, holding a bag in his hand, said: What is the matter, lady? I am a lawyer, and I know everyone here from the first prison warden to the youngest soldier. The woman looked at him eagerly, and said: May God protect your house... My son is locked inside, and I brought him food... She said this, then she took out from the sabbath, which she was holding, the popular food pole made of aluminum, consisting of several floors, and then she continued: I cooked He has rice with vermicelli, which he loves, and green molokhiya, and I made him with teardrop molokhiya. My son loves molokhiya with teardrops. The lawyer looked at the column, and it seemed that his saliva began to drip as the soldiers looked on, their gazes penetrating the basket." From the novel.