Chapter ll

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Then Abdel Majeed put the two pieces of sugar in the coffee cup and started stirring with a small spoon, and he lost consciousness. However, his gaze crept over his neighbor's table and he wished that he would eat all the sandwiches and cakes and butter and would sweeten it with grapes and honey.

As for the rich man who was sitting, he was sitting indifferent to anything around him while he was browsing the local newspaper

Abdo took a good look at the man and checked his suit and said inside him what I like. Surely it was specially made for him in Paris or Rome, so it must have cost him a lot of money

This man appeared to be in his forties, and signs of intelligence and daring were evident on his features, mixed with a kind of cruelty.

Abdul Majeed thought: Why does this animal not eat this food?

Then the man took out a golden box of cigarettes from his pocket and took a cigarette, which he quickly threw on the table without any concern after looking at it carefully. Then he took out another cigarette and lit it, so its clever fragrance spread in the place, so Abdo almost flew behind its smart smell, which moved to his nose, so he writhed in his place, and Abdul Majeed sighed and went back to sip his coffee with a small spoon so that it would not end quickly, and he said to himself:

: the rest of the loaf

Then he heard the phone ring, then he heard the bell yelling and saying: Wait, madam

After a moment, he was walking ploddingly towards the man sitting at the next table and asked him, "Is your name, sir?" Mr. Jacques Arnar.

He replied: Yes

The bellman said: The phone is yours, sir

_ So the man threw the newspaper and got up and followed the waiter to the end of the cafe and entered one of its corners

Abdo remained alone, staring at the food that the man had left on the adjacent table, as if he was enchanted by what he saw. He could reach these beautiful round pancakes if he got up a little from his seat, but these pancakes must be numbered. In general, however, this extravagant man who chatters on the phone with his girlfriend, who may be beautiful with yellow hair and green eyes, is not the type to hold the waiter accountable for the number of pies. The cigarette he threw on the table is the best evidence of his extravagance.

Abdo turned around him, right and left, quickly, and found himself alone, and he still heard the talkative man talking on the phone, and the bell did not appear yet, so he understood that he might be fidgeting next to the phone until he hears the man's call to his girlfriend. Abdo felt weak to resist pancakes, honey and delicious yellow butter

So he thought about whether or not he should catch him red-handed and it would be a smell or no one would notice him, so he started thinking as if he was going to commit a murder or a bank robbery

He had to act immediately before one of the two men came back, so he got up quickly and grabbed the pie and put it in his pocket quickly, and his gaze hung on the cigarette left on the table and extended a poisoned hand, which he pulled quickly and put it in his pocket as well.

And he returned in a flash to his table again and went back to stirring the spoon with the cone and sipping the coffee with the small spoon as he had done before.

Oh God, he finished this in due time, for here he hears behind him the footsteps of the man as he approaches his table

The man returned to his seat, but he did not pick up the newspaper, so Abdo felt, without looking at the man, that the man was staring at him with looks, just as he did not hear the man's voice while he was completing his food, but rather he felt that he was fidgeting in his seat a little.

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