❃↫✨ "In the name of the Lord of the Martyrs and the Righteous"✨↬❃ ✫ #Sheena's_girl_novel 🌷🍃 ✫⇠ #Part 2 and 17 A week had passed. Sheena was not feeling well. He could not help me. He would sit on top of me and curse himself for not being able to do anything. When Haj Akamir saw this situation, he sent Sheena to Qaish. The sisters stayed for the first two or three days and went to their homes and lives. Only Mrs. Agha Shamsullah was in front of me, when one of the neighbors came and said: "Your gentleman's Hajj is on the phone." It has to do with you." Masoumeh, the wife of Mr. Shamsullah, helped me and covered me with warm clothes and put my veil over my head. He took my hand and we went to the neighbor's house. When I picked up the phone, I couldn't breathe. Samad said from the other side of the line: "Are you going to walk?" "Hello," I said. until he heard my voice, he started greeting me like always; He wanted to know if the child was born or not; But it was as if someone was in front of him and he was embarrassed.That's why he kept saying: "You're fine, you're healthy, how are you?" I was even worse than him because the neighbor's wife and Masoumeh were sitting next to me, I was embarrassed to say: It continues. Author: #Behnaz_Zarabi_zadeh

❃↫✨ "In the name of the Lord of the Martyrs and the Righteous"✨↬❃ ✫ #Sheena's_girl_novel 🌷🍃 ✫⇠ #part_two_hundred_and_one "Yes, the baby is born." I said, "I'm fine." how are you?! are you well?! Are you healthy?!" Masoumeh was pointing and saying, "Say the baby was born, say it." I was ashamed of the neighbor. Masoumeh, who was blasphemed by me, took the phone and after greeting said: "Hajj sir! give good news The child was born. The step became easy. Samad was so excited that he forgot to ask if the baby is a boy or a girl. He had said: "I will reach myself tomorrow." I had my eyes on the door from tomorrow morning. I would get up in a panic and say that it must be Samad. The day he did not come, nothing. He did not come the next week either. Two weeks passed. There was no news of Samad. Everyone had gone and I was left alone; With five children and a lot of work and shopping and cooking and cleaning. Mrs. Darabi was the only one who came to my aid time and time again.But she was also caught by her husband who was recently injured. God's servant would come early in the morning and help me a little. Then he went about his work. Sometimes he stopped by the kids to go shopping. That morning, Mrs. Darabi came to help me as usual. I was reaching the children. He came, sat next to me and was a little sad. Her husband was seriously injured. It continues. Author: #Behnaz_Zarabi_zadeh

❃↫✨ "In the name of the Lord of the Martyrs and the Righteous"✨↬❃ ✫ #Sheena's_girl_novel 🌷🍃 ✫⇠ #Part two hundred and twenty On the other hand, he had a lot of guests. The hand was left alone and it was falling off. We were talking warmly when the door opened and my brother came into the room. Mrs. Darabi and I shook with fear. When my brother saw that the strange woman was in the house, he closed the door and went out. I got up and went to the door. Samad and my brother were standing at the bottom of the stairs. When Mrs. Darabi heard our greetings, she left the room. My brother laughed and said: Haji! be us We thought it would be very difficult for them. Dad, these are very nice. I have been dreaming for half an hour. They are so enthusiastic that they didn't hear the sound of the door." Samad said: "He is telling the truth. I don't know why the key does not turn in the lock. We knocked a lot. We finally opened the door." As soon as they entered the room. Samad went to the baby's diaper.He took it and said: "Hello! A lady or a gentleman?! I am a father you know me?! I am the ignorant father they say." Then he looked at me. He winked and said: "Come on, John!" Sorry. As always rude and ignorant and whatever you say. I just laughed. I could not say anything in front of my brother. It continues. Author: #Behnaz_Zarabi_zadeh

❃↫✨ "In the name of the Lord of the Martyrs and the Righteous"✨↬❃ ✫ #Sheena's_girl_novel 🌷🍃 ✫⇠ #part two and twenty two My brothers were involved in the war like Samad's brothers. Most of the time, when I woke up in the morning, I was up until ten or eleven at night. That's why I was impatient, impatient and always tired. Karbala 4 operation started in January of that year. I had heard from my brothers that Samad is participating in this operation and is in command. I was not so impatient for any operation and I did not have a heart. Since I woke up in the morning, I used to go from one room to another without any purpose. Sometimes I would sit on the mat praying for hours with the rosary in my hand. The radio was on from morning to night on the windowsill of the room and reported the news of the operation. My mother-in-law had come to us for a few days. He was impatient and worried like me. The servant of God used to recite either Samad or Sattar from morning till night.One evening, as two of us were sitting in the room, we heard someone knock on the door. The children ran and opened the door. It was Mr. Shamsullah. He had come from the front; But sad and sad. I thought something must have happened. My mother-in-law was moaning and begging: "If something happens, tell us too." Mr. Shamsullah, away from my mother-in-law's eyes, pointed for me to go to the kitchen. I went on the pretext of making tea and he followed me. It continues. Author: #Behnaz_Zarabi_zadeh

❃↫✨ "In the name of the Lord of the Martyrs and the Righteous"✨↬❃ ✫ #Sheena's_girl_novel 🌷🍃 ✫⇠ #part two and twenty two So that my mother-in-law didn't understand, she said softly: "Step up, lady! See what I'm saying. Do not scream or make noise. Be careful that mom doesn't understand." My hands and feet were frozen. My whole body was shaking. I leaned on the refrigerator and moaned under my breath: "O Hazrat Abbas! Is Samad like that?!" Mr. Shamsullah was angry. blushed He said calmly and brokenly: "Star has been martyred." The kitchen revolved around me. I put my hand on my head. I didn't know what to say. I bit my lip. I could only ask: "Who?!" Agha Shamsullah wiped the tears from his eyes and said: "Don't make God do you, mom will understand." Then he said: "It will be a few days." We have to take mom anyway, Qaish." Then he left the kitchen. I did not know what to do. Under the pretext of making tea, I stayed in the kitchen and cried as long as I could.No matter what I did, I could not stop crying. Mr. Shamsullah called me from the hall. I washed my face under the sink and dried it with a towel. I poured some tea and came to the hall. Agha Shamsullah was sitting next to my mother-in-law and was staring at the TV, until he saw me, he said: "I want to go to Qaish, visit my friend and acquaintance." Aren't you coming?!" It continues. Author: #Behnaz_Zarabi_zadeh

❃↫✨ "In the name of the Lord of the Martyrs and the Righteous"✨↬❃ ✫ #Sheena's_girl_novel 🌷🍃 ✫⇠ #part two and twenty four I knew it was a plan. That's why I quickly said: "How good." For a long time, I want to visit my Hajj. I feel a little sorry for Sheena. Especially since he had a stroke, he is very weak. They say he takes our excuses too much. I will come, stay for a day or two and come back. » Then I quickly started collecting the children's clothes. I closed my mouth. I also took a black dress and said: "I am ready." » 💥 In the car and on the way, I was thinking about Siddiqa. I didn't know how to look into his eyes. My heart ached for his children. On the other hand, I could not say anything in front of my mother-in-law. I wanted to suffocate these sorrows that I was pouring into myself. 💥 When we reached Qaish, I saw that the situation is not as usual. As if everyone knew, except us.There were black cloths on the door and the wall. My mother-in-law, a servant of God, was horrified to see them and kept asking: "What happened?" Are children like that?! » 💥 When we arrived in front of my mother-in-law's house, my heart was empty. The door of the house was open and men in black were coming and going. Servant of God, my mother-in-law was already arrested, something happened. I consoled him and said: "It didn't happen like that. Maybe someone in the family has died. As soon as we arrived in the yard, Siddiqa, who seemed to have been waiting for us for a long time, ran towards us. He threw himself in my arms and started crying. He was wailing and saying: "Come on, John!" Now, how can I raise Samiya and Leila?! » 💥 Samiya was two years old; The same age as my Samia. He was standing next to us and looking at his mother in amazement. Leila was just six months old. My mother-in-law, who already understood the story, passed out right in front of the door.A little later, it seems like everyone in the village found out. There was no place to throw needles in the yard. The women were offering their condolences to my mother-in-law. They were crying all over him and trying to comfort him. It continues. Author: #Behnaz_Zarabi_zadeh

❃↫✨ "In the name of the Lord of the Martyrs and the Righteous"✨↬❃ ✫ #Sheena's_girl_novel 🌷🍃 ✫⇠ #part two and twenty five 💥 The next day, around noon, some children shouted from the yard: "Sir Samad has come." Mr. Samad came. » The house was full of guests. We ran in the yard. Samad had come. With what condition! Thin and weak with messy hair and black and painful pink. I didn't feel like greeting Samad in front of Sadiqa, or going forward and saying something. I hid myself behind some people. I pulled my veil over my face and cried. 💥 Siddiqa ran towards Samad. He was crying and begging: "Mr. Samad! Where is the star?! Mr. Samad! Who did you have?! » Samad sat by the garden and put his hand on his face. It was as if he had run out of patience. Hai Hai was crying. I felt for him.💥 Siddiqa screamed and begged: "Mr. Samad! Weren't you the commander of Satar? What should I answer his children? They say, uncle, why didn't you take care of our father?! » The people who were standing in the yard started crying with Siddiqa's words. Siddiqa called her children and said: "Sameya! Leila! Come, Uncle Samad has come. He brought your father. » 💥 My heart burned for Samad. I knew that Samad could not bear these words and all this sadness. I couldn't bear it. I ran into the room and cried loudly. I was sad for Samad. My heart ached for him. I was sad for Siddiqa's children. My heart was burning for Siddiqa. Samad was very lonely. The sound of people crying came from the yard. I looked out from behind the window. Samad was still sitting by the garden. I wanted to go sit next to him and comfort him. I knew Samad was more lonely than ever. Why did no one think about Samad?I could not stand still. I went to the yard again It continues. Author: #Behnaz_Zarabi_zadeh

❃↫✨ "In the name of the Lord of the Martyrs and the Righteous"✨↬❃ ✫ #Sheena's_girl_novel 🌷🍃 ✫⇠ #part two hundred and twenty six My mother-in-law was sitting in front of Samad. He put his head on her legs. He was crying and asking: "Samad Jan!" Didn't I leave the case to you?! » Samad kept his head down and was crying. The men came. They took Samad's arm and took him to the men's room. 💥 I went forward and helped to take my sister-in-law, mother-in-law and Siddiqa to the room. From what they were saying, I realized that Sattar's body was left in the enemy's soil. Although Samad could have brought the body, he did not. Because of this, my mother-in-law was upset and cried a little and said: "Samd!" Why didn't you bring my child?! » At the end of the night, when the house is quiet; Samad came to us in the women's room. He sat next to his mother.He took her hand and kissed her and said: "Mother John!" Forgive me. I could bring you the star; But I didn't bring it. Because except for Sattar, the bodies of my other brothers were lying on the ground. They are also their mother's son. They also have siblings. If I had brought the satar, how would I have answered the martyrs' mothers on the day of judgment? If I had brought the satar, how would I have answered the brothers and sisters of the martyrs on the day of judgment? » He was saying and crying. 💥 Only then did I notice that there was blood on the back of his clothes. I pointed to my sister-in-law: "It seems that Samad is injured." » Samad was injured. But he didn't let anyone know. He went and changed his clothes. His sister said: "His shoulder is bandaged." It seems that the wound is deep and bleeding. » With Ibn Halal, he could not be tied. As much as he could, he let the satar ceremony be held in a dignified manner. It was the third day. I haven't talked to Samad even once in these few days.We had faced each other, but I was ashamed of Siddiqa and tried not to be around Samad, so that Siddiqa and her children's hearts would not be broken once. I had given the children away, my sisters had taken them away. I was afraid that one day Samad would hug the children and love them. Then the children of Siddiqa will see and be sad. On the evening of the third day, my sister-in-law's daughter came and said: "Uncle Samad has something to do with you." » It was as if I wanted to see him for the first time. I couldn't breathe. My heart was pounding; As I thought it was about to pop out of my chest. He was standing in the yard. When he said hello, I lowered my head. He asked me how I was and said: "How are you?" Where are the children?! » I said: "I'm fine." The children are at my sister's house. Are you in a good mood?! » He raised his head and said: "Thank God." » I didn't say anything else. I didn't know why I was embarrassed. I felt guilty.I said to myself: "Now that Sattar is martyred and Siddiqa is in mourning, how would I want to stand next to my husband and talk to him in front of so many eyes." » 💥 Samad didn't say anything anymore. He was going to the men's room, he came back and said: "After dinner, let's go together to see the children." I miss them. » It continues. Author: #Behnaz_Zarabi_zadeh

❃↫✨ "In the name of the Lord of the Martyrs and the Righteous"✨↬❃ ✫ #Sheena's_girl_novel 🌷🍃 ✫⇠ #part two hundred and twenty seven He called me after dinner. So that Siddiqa doesn't find out, I got ready and came to the yard and ran out away from everyone's eyes. He followed me in the alley and said: "Why are you running?" » I said: "I don't want Siddiqa to see me with you." He is sad. » He sighed and said under his breath: "O Sattar, Sattar!" God, you broke our back. » With anger in my throat, I said: "Aren't you saying that martyrdom requires merit?" Well, Sattar also got the reward for his actions. he is happy » Samad nodded and said: "You are right. I seem to cry; But my heart is calm. I think Sattar is a good and comfortable place. I have to eat my own grief. » I was burning from the inside. I used to play for the children of Siddiqa. But I wanted to ease Samad's grief. I said: "He's fine." I wish he would intercede for us too.» As soon as we arrived at my sister's house, the children, seeing Samad, did their rounds as usual. Mehdi was sitting next to Samad and did not come down. Somia spoiled herself for Samad. Khadijah and Masoumeh were kissing his head and hand. 💥 I looked at the children and Samad and shed tears. When Samad saw me, he seemed to read my mind. He said: "I wish we had brought Samiya Sattar as well." The innocent child is very sad. » I said: "Yes." Masha Allah, he understands everything well. I feel more for him than Layla. Leila is still very small. I don't think he really knows his father. » 💥 Samad left the children at once. He got up and stood and said: "Take Samiya with you for a while to Hamadan." Maybe this way he will grieve less. » 💥 The next day we went to Hamadan. Samad said that I have a job in the army for a few days. I also prepared the children so that he would not be alone. We also took Samiya Sattar with us.On the way, the children had put the car on their heads. They played and laughed. Samiya Sattar also played with the children and had fun. I said: "It's good that we brought this child." » He looked at Samia sympathetically and did not say anything. I said: "Did you see how he was martyred?! » His eyes turned red. As he was holding the steering wheel and looking at the road, he said: "He was martyred in front of me. in front of my eyes I could take it back. » 💥 I wanted to get rid of his discomfort, I patted his shoulder and said: "Your wound is better." » He said with indifference: "It was impossible from the beginning." » I pressed the dressing with a firm hand. He moaned. I laughed and said: "That is impossible. » He laughed too. He said: "This is another souvenir. Hey Karbala Four! » I said: "Your sister said that you were stuck in a burnt ship for a week. » He turned and looked at me with surprise and said: "One week!" no dadMuch less, two nights. » I said: "Explain to me." » He sighed. He said: "What can I say?! » I said: "How did it happen?" How did you get stuck in the ship?! » It continues. Author: #Behnaz_Zarabi_zadeh

I was surprised by his behavior. As if this Samad was not the same as the Samad of the morning or yesterday. His morals and behavior had changed from this to that. Somia was tickling Sattar. you kiss He laughed and played with him. 💥 Tomorrow morning we went to Qaish. Asr said: "Step! I want to go to the region. Will you come back to Hamadan together? » I said: "You who want to go to the front, why do you want me?! I will stay in Siddiqa for a few days and come back. » He said: "No, if you come too, my mother will not doubt." But if I go alone, he will understand that I want to go to the front. God's servant is guilty. He is heartbroken. » It continues. Author: #Behnaz_Zarabi_zadeh

❃↫✨ "In the name of the Lord of the Martyrs and the Righteous"✨↬❃ ✫ #Sheena's_girl_novel 🌷🍃 ✫⇠ #part two hundred and twenty nine We returned to Hamadan that same evening. This time we brought Samiya Sattar with us. He woke up early the next morning. He prayed and said: "Step! I'm leaving, take care of the children. Reach Samiya Sattar. Don't let him get upset. Keep it as long as you like. » I said: "When will you come back?! » He said: "This time too early!" » At the end of the next week, Samad returned. He said: "I have come to stay with you and the children for a week or two. » The first night, I woke up in the middle of the night with a sound. I saw that Samad is not there. I was concerned. I got up and went to the hall. It was not there either. The light of the trench was on. I saw Samad sitting on his mat in the trench and writing something. I said: "Samad, are you here?! » He freaked out. He folded a paper and placed it on the Quran.I said: "What are you doing here at this time of night?" » He said: "Come sit, I have a card." » I sat in front of him. The trench was cold. I said: "It's cold here. » He said: "There is nothing wrong with it. I have an obligation. » Then he put his hand on the Quran and said: "I have written my will." It is in the Quran. » I got sad. I said bitterly: "You made a noise in the middle of the night, you woke me up to say these things.?! Are you bored? » He said: "Listen. don't bother step » I said: "Say good words." » He laughed and said: "It is good by God." It doesn't get any better than this! » He took the Quran and kissed it. He said: "This is the order of religion. A living Muslim must write his will. I have written everything completely for you. I don't want your rights to be lost after me. I have no property; But this brief is half yours and half the children's. I have bequeathed to bury me here. Stay after me, Hamedan.It is better for children. If Sattar's body is found after me, bury him next to me. » I hated it and said: "God did not bring that day." God, I will die sooner than you. » He laughed and said: "Meanwhile, you should practice calling me Sattar, Haj Sattar from now on." After my martyrdom, no one knows me as Samad. Practice! You are annoying yourself! » 💥 Samad's birth certificate name was Sattar and Sattar, his brother, Samad. But everyone said the opposite. Samad used to say: "If someone calls me at the front or at work, Samad, I think he is either mistaken or has something to do with my brother." » He used to laugh and jokingly say: "What does this father of ours do?" » 💥 I got up and said, "I'm falling asleep." Good night, Hajj Samad, sir. » I was cold I slipped under the quilt. I was cold in my body. My teeth are grinding. On the other hand, Samad's words worried me. It continues. Author: #Behnaz_Zarabi_zadeh

❃↫✨ "In the name of the Lord of the Martyrs and the Righteous"✨↬❃ ✫ #Sheena's_girl_novel 🌷🍃 ✫⇠ #part two hundred and twenty nine We returned to Hamadan that same evening. This time we brought Samiya Sattar with us. He woke up early the next morning. He prayed and said: "Step! I'm leaving, take care of the children. Reach Samiya Sattar. Don't let him get upset. Keep it as long as you like. » I said: "When will you come back?! » He said: "This time too early!" » At the end of the next week, Samad returned. He said: "I have come to stay with you and the children for a week or two. » The first night, I woke up in the middle of the night with a sound. I saw that Samad is not there. I was concerned. I got up and went to the hall. It was not there either. The light of the trench was on. I saw Samad sitting on his mat in the trench and writing something. I said: "Samad, are you here?! » He freaked out. He folded a paper and placed it on the Quran.I said: "What are you doing here at this time of night?" » He said: "Come sit, I have a card." » I sat in front of him. The trench was cold. I said: "It's cold here. » He said: "There is nothing wrong with it. I have an obligation. » Then he put his hand on the Quran and said: "I have written my will." It is in the Quran. » I got sad. I said bitterly: "You made a noise in the middle of the night, you woke me up to say these things.?! Are you bored? » He said: "Listen. don't bother step » I said: "Say good words." » He laughed and said: "It is good by God." It doesn't get any better than this! » He took the Quran and kissed it. He said: "This is the order of religion. A living Muslim must write his will. I have written everything completely for you. I don't want your rights to be lost after me. I have no property; But this brief is half yours and half the children's. I have bequeathed to bury me here. Stay after me, Hamedan.It is better for children. If Sattar's body is found after me, bury him next to me. » I hated it and said: "God did not bring that day." God, I will die sooner than you. » He laughed and said: "Meanwhile, you should practice calling me Sattar, Haj Sattar from now on." After my martyrdom, no one knows me as Samad. Practice! You are annoying yourself! » 💥 Samad's birth certificate name was Sattar and Sattar, his brother, Samad. But everyone said the opposite. Samad used to say: "If someone calls me at the front or at work, Samad, I think he is either mistaken or has something to do with my brother." » He used to laugh and jokingly say: "What does this father of ours do?" » 💥 I got up and said, "I'm falling asleep." Good night, Hajj Samad, sir. » I was cold I slipped under the quilt. I was cold in my body. My teeth are grinding. On the other hand, Samad's words worried me. It continues. Author: #Behnaz_Zarabi_zadeh