Yesterday's a history
Tomorrow is a mystery.
The father's p.o.v still
The darkness had faded.. You can now see the light of the dawn eliminating the peaceful morning.
In time like this you'll always wake up to the smell of the flower's beautiful nectar tickling your sensation, the soft sounds of the birds like a song to the ears and the smooth hums of Maria singing along with Fayrouz the true Lebanese voice.
As usual the smell of the dark coffee in my hand had hitted my nostrils and had calmed my busy mind for a bit.. It didn't last long though because someone had knocked on the door.
Who's knocking? No one in this village had talked to us ever after she left. Was it someone who wants his money back?!
But no.
The world was cruel.
It was a face I didn't accept to see.
My brother.
If you even can call him that..
He was the responsible of my parents not talking to me, he was the one that stand in my face, telling me all the bad things, telling me how my daughter was just a disappointment to the family.. That I have to be ashamed of her.
What was he doing here?
Maybe to apologize?
Maybe he finally realized that he's wrong?!
"I told you Mohammad.. I told you that you're going to regret ever marrying to Maria.."
He said my wife's wife with full disgust. God I hate him right now. "You didn't listen to me.. But today, today you're going to see the consequences of that bad choice of yours my brother.."
Again full disgust.
"What do you want from us now huh?" I couldn't contain my anger any longer.
"It's been 25 bloody years..Don't you give up on hurting us?! Don't you have any mercy?! Guess what I don't regret a single thing!! Say what you have to say and get the hell out of my house."
And then I heard that small and hurt little voice of hers.. I felt my heart chattering.
"You wouldn't let us live a single day without you haunting us! A single peaceful day for God Sakes! But no!! You have to make our life a living hell just because your brother married a woman that wear a cross around her neck?! What a sick mind you all have!! You shattered our hearts, you left us alone when we needed family the most!! But no.. Your sick mind is way more important then our life!" Maria shouted.
Then he said like he didn't hear a word.
"What a shame..Look at this magazine.. Look at this picture of the girl that learned the disrespect from her so called mother, and learned breaking rules and traditions from you dear father." He shoved a magazine in our faces.. What was he talking about?!
"She's even ashamed of her name!! She changed her name!! She traveled saying she wants freedom and a good job as in a journalist! A journalist, not a bloody singer.. What a shame! I'll clap for you.. For real brother congrats.. It's a relief that the family won't even look at your face.. Thanks God."
I'm speechless.
With her decision, she made me feel ashamed again.
I looked at the picture.. No it isn't true. It can't be.. Dear God.
With wide eyed and open mouth Maria held the sheet of paper close to her face..
"Manal?! What happened to my little baby? Oh my god she changed.. Who's the hell is Selena?!! M-my daught-ter.." she sobbed "I raised my daughter with all the love and peace.. I raised her to be a great example for all the girls in our village..but dear God, look at her now!! I-is that the freedom that you w-wanted sweetheart?!" She didn't stop crying.
I felt all the anger and pain built up in my body as I yelled to my son with a voice tortured by the pain of the world.."CALL YOUR SISTER NOW!"
And when I heard it.. Her beautiful sweet voice.. I couldn't do anything but admit that I miss her loads but I have to put an end to this.
"You have to come home as soon as you can.. Your mother died." And just like that I hang up.
I couldn't continue talking to her knowing that I'm lying to her just to bring her back.
I turned to Hassan with tears build up in the corner of my eyes..
"That's it! She tried living her freedom.. And that's enough, I can't take anymore.. She's coming back to here, the place she belonged."
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