Jerusalem

Chapter 10 (Omar)

     Youssef had finished a huge part in his plan. The other part was much harder as it was outside the army. His engineering company was making a lot of money. But that money wasn't enough to accomplish his goal. so with the help of Omar's money that he made from his surgeries over there and the money they got from the government as a help for young investors . Youssef got out of the army and started investing the money in three huge areas (you always see these areas written together in a school social studies book). These areas were agriculture , industry and trading. The fourth area was the most important area . It was education. He started making a plan for the next five years with the help of experts. His projects started taking effect. Jobless people started working , ignorant people started learning and the economy started getting better (slight raise but it was rising). Youssef also opened an acount to help paying our debts to foreign countries. The main source of money was youssef's company that was still working as youssef was controlling it from Egypt. He didn't want to draw any attention towards him. So he didn't put his name on any of these projects. Everything was working according to the plan.

Omar and Ali were both taking part in the plan. Each one of them had his role that no one else can do. Ali handled the new factories and the imports deciding what the country needs and what it can let go of. Omar took over the health part . He fixed the hospitals , improved them and provided them with all the medical utilities. He also built new hospitals that provides treatment for poor and helpless people. Omar was also taking care of improving the educational systems and their books. He was in the military hospital looking after the patients and making sure that they are getting proper treatment.  

"You, are you blind?such an idiot"shouted a girl from behind Omar, her shout alarmed the people around them , it was enough to make Omar stop and look back. He looked back and found a girl veiled in a white veil, a red T-shirt (there was something written in white in the middle of that T-shirt , it added a nice touch), blue long skirt and the white coat (the one that doctors wear usually, to show the others that they passed 7 years of medicine college , 2 years for the Master and 3 years for the Phd. They wear it to show people that they are something.).  

"Sorry , I didn't mean to pump into you doctor" Omar said as she almost fell to the ground and all the files she were carrying were on the ground now. 

"Shut up. The last thing I need from you is your meaningless apology. You can only say sorry to me if you really mean it. And you don't ."said the doctor. 

"Well if you don't need my apology, you can pump your head in the wall. " Omar said as he started walking away feeling like a teenager who is fighting with a girl that really bother him. And that teenager usually turn out to like this girl.  

Youssef woke up at 8 but that wasn't his first . He woke up at 5 that morning and went to the mosque to pray El Fajr. He went to the kitchen and made his coffee. His superiors latterly pushed out of the army and away from his projects to have some time out , to relax. Youssef sat out in the air in his wide balcony that overlooked a swimming pool that was geniously made (it was like a bond) . Youssef started drinking his coffee and the thoughts started rushing : Egypt , the plan , the projects , the people , Omar (still keeping a distance after the I hate you casual talk) and Mariam. Youssef got out of the house and went to visit Mr. Tarek (they had made a strong connection in the past months). They got on very well together. They had the same opinions. Youssef loved seeing and talking to Mr. Tarek. It made him feel loved in a way . Mr. Tarek always look at Youssef with proud in his eyes as if Youssef is a miracle. Youssef looked up to Mr. Tarek. He respected him and he wished that he were his father .  

"Here is our commander, come in." Mr. Tarek said inviting Youssef to his office in their country house .  

" Thank you. How are you, sir?"asked Youssef having a seat.  

"How many times should I tell you not to call me sir? "Said Mr. Tarek sitting in front of Youssef 

"Sorry, but what else should I call you , sir . I can't just call you by your name , sir " said Youssef . 

"Call me dad then" said Mr. Tarek and the words came out so easily.  

But their effect was huge, Youssef couldn't say a word. He was astonished by the idea . Maybe in Egypt that wasn't a big deal but it was outside . It was to Youssef . Minutes passed without words and a guy walked into the room and sat on the couch. It was Faras .  

"Hallo , dad . " said Faras before he realized there was a stranger . Then he recognized that he knew the guy . He was his direct commander Youssef Mohmed. Faras stood up immediately and formally saluted him. Youssef saluted him back and they both sat down. Moments passed , there was an awkward feeling of not knowing what to say.  

"This my son Faras . He is a soldier in the army. You've probably seen him before."said Mr. Tarek. 

"Yes , I have , sir."answered youssef thinking about the things he know about Faras . One thing he knew for sure that faras loved Mariam and there had a very strong relationship. He was wondering what did her brother think about their so-called marriage. The three of them had a conversatoon about the President and how they should replace him by someone who is able to run the country. 

Then the talk turned into the subject that had to be spoken no matter what "The Wedding". " well now i think its time for your wedding or people would start doubting the whole story and the plan would fail ." said Mr. Tarek.

"yes, sir. you are right. I will leave all the arrangements to you , if its not too much to ask. But i will pay for everything, and thats not negotiable. " answered Youssef .

" Look at you now , giving orders already. " said Mr. Tarek laughing.

"No,sir. I didnt mean that at all. This wasnt an order. It was a simple request that i hope we dont discuss." answered Youssef trying to be polite but firm.

"okay, fair enogh. I would have asked the same, if i were you."said Mr. Tarek. It was time to go , now. So Youssef stood up , greeted them and then headed to the door. knowing that the next time they will meet , it would be the Wedding.