A short passage from Lamine Saidi’s novel, The Women’s City
Nawal parked her car before the house.All people elbowed at the door;who will be the first to hug the girl?
_Uncle Alala,Uncle Alala
And Safouan knocked the door as if he were a knighty lover.The homeland was embodied in his daughter after he had been tortured by homes.Alala got out and cried:” Safouan,Fatima,Zouhour,how joyful this moment is! You’re still alive…! Malak,Malak,my daughter,your mum,your dad,your grandma…” Malak came.They were all shouting,weeping and hugging one another long… Fortunately,the homelands have met at a moment when the system guards were oblivious… Then,an old woman led by a young man came out… Alala held her hand and introduced her :”this is our mum,Raja.She is the daughter of the army founder,The National Army.”
Safouan hugged her…
Page: 106- 107
Printed by : Allyssa For Publishing
Translated by:Souad Rebai
Discussion about this post