"Hurry up, Asmaa" ...."wait....... Why am I even with you?"
It seems that Adam waited a long time in front of the door,He knew he was in front of a baker's shop by emitting the fresh smell of bread ,But he didn't notice that Asmaa entered the back door of the bakery.The wind began to fade and the trees' sound began to rise.
The boy was feeling a little cold, and he seemed to be shivering,He opened his leather bag and took out his woolen jacket to wear, while Asma was busy collecting some types of bread, especially three small breads that she had prepared in the morning with her mother.Asma has put the little bread in a small basket,Meanwhile, her father came down the stairs, carrying boxes,He greeted his daughter, and the mother hurried to help her husband,These boxes will contain an amount of Turkish bread, around four, five boxes.
Asmaa asked her father about the reason for storing the bread boxes, and he told her that his friend would come soon with his new carriage and his horse, "Jan" whose leg had healed.
"Dad, will Mr. Murad stay for long? I want to see his horse"
"I don't know when he will stay and then he is busy with his work ....." The man was silent for a while and then remembered to say something "Asmaa. I saw a child from the rear window?"
"Which window, upstairs or basement window?"
"The basement, I saw a boy sitting on a rock, who is he?"
The mother began to clean the floor of the store and then said, "It seems that he is among your peers, dear."
"Yes, it is. Today we finished school early and our friend was absent, so we decided to go to her house to check on her."
The father smiled, "That's fine. It's nice that you do this, but don't you think it's a shame not to welcome the boy inside?"
Asmaa bowed her head slightly. I felt ashamed: "Dad, Adam is shy of you and mom too, he told me he does not want to disturb you, then we must hurry so that we can return to our homes before sunset."
"Well ,it's fine", the man turned to his wife, laughing, "Our daughter is getting old, and we are watching."
The mother laughed and then went to the table where there was some original bread, The family called him "Bread of Memories" because it is a Tunisian called " Tabounna Bread". Fawzia, Asma's mother, took three of the bread and sewed them with cloth and put them in a basket of Asmaa and also gave her a bottle of milk and she told her to give Tabounna bread for Adam and their friend caria to taste
"Thank God!!!, you went out and remembered me"
Asma looked at him arrogantly. She tilted her head a little, "Can't you just be patient like men?"
Adam looked at her with a provocative and funny one at the same time, "I'm calling a boy, not a man."
Asma laughed, "You are funny, you know."
Adam smiled, "Oh, really?."
"no"
Adam stared at her for a long time,She turned and said, "I just wanted not to hurt your feelings."
Adam was ashamed of her and seemed jealous. "You are stupid, bread girl , you eat all kinds of bread and you are not satisfied."
Asma put her hand on Adam's shoulder and said: "Bread is the basis of life!."
Adam looked at her, "Let's continue the road Asma"
The two children kept walking for a long time until they reached the place where their friend's house was .
It's five in the afternoon, and the three kids stayed together at caria's doorstep eating bread while Asma opened a bottle of fermented milk to drink. caria and Adam were surprised by Asma and her way of drinking milk, so she greedily drank it without stopping. When she finished the bottle, she turned and was surprised that caria and Adam were trying not to laugh.
"What? "Asma was astonished
caria and Adam said together, "You have a bright white mustache."
Asmaa stood up and pulled her short curly hair
caria looked at her and said, "There is a small bucket of water in the back of the house. Go and clean your mouth."
"Well ... can I see Micho?" Asmaa
"Yes, of course, but I hope he is still awake ... my dog always falls asleep at this time."
Asmaa went to the back of the house, while caria and Adam remained at the doorstep
Scenery like sunset or pink surrounding some places of the sky,as the sun dipped below the horizon,the fleeting colors of dusk began to fade away . the charcoal-black rocks circled around small pools of water,shimmering confidently before dark fell upon them
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Beyond the celestial Elvan's gateway
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