the-domnyom by Ali Saeed (fun books to read for adults .TXT) 📕

-"I'm not afraid of anyone. No one will stop me from what I want to say, and don't think you can do it woman.. I'm bored, and tired of this life that is only governed by money. If I were rich, people would turn into carpets under my feet, and all smile at my sight .

 Even if you are poor. They would crush me under their feet, as if I were a disgusting thing.. We eat each other. As if we are predators. We fight over money. It is as if we are fighting over an oxygen bottle in a toxic room... and we don't see that we have become slaves of money.

The strong crush the weak without mercy.. this is our reality, which we hide with our beautiful clothes, and our cultured speech.. they are all masks. Humanity is over, and we are in the wild jungle realm. A vile life..."

"You seem to be the philosopher of your time, sir...although I see that you are a deranged and savage man like your criminal family."

"A criminal family "... He muttered those words in pain, and raised his eyes to heaven as he remembered the death of his family. No one can bear the death of his family in front of his eyes. Nobody wishes to see this thing. But. Unfortunately for him that day, he witnessed a robbery.

The scene looked like a satirical comedy presented by life. It happened quickly as if in a dream, as two people collided with him, who had hurried out of a store, and in an instant, heavy gunfire erupted as three policemen were shooting at the two men who were swimming in their blood.

The look with which they were looking at Salem was not a look of pain or fear, but rather a look of sadness and shame.. The thieves extended their hands and grabbed Salem 's feet in supplication. One of the men said, taking his last breath:

"Take good care of her until she dies."

It turns out that the other man was a woman and she said the last word of her life:

"Don't hate me... Salem ...". For a moment, Salem did not understand what was happening.. His brain stopped working, and he kept staring at his dead parents, with empty eyes.. He didn't know how much time had passed. Time seemed to have stopped. One of the policemen put his hand on Salem's shoulder and told him to get away from here. But Salem did not remember anything after that, and found himself looking at the sea. Then I thought he was dreaming. He came home to realize that it was a bitter truth. On that day, the scene was shown on news bulletins and newspapers.

An armed gang consisting of three people stormed a jewelry company, leaving behind three dead policemen .

Under the title, a picture of a foreign man with thick white hair, and golden eyes.. And under the picture:

The remaining man from the gang, who killed the policemen, fled with the gang's money . Salem searched for this man and never found him.

"Mr. Salem ?" Those words pulled Salem out of his memories. He turned to Salwa and said:

-"Right..my father and mother broke into a company..and they were killed like dogs. I don't deny it..but..didn't anyone wonder why they did this thing?..everything has a reason. non-lethal."

Salwa said with a foul smile:

-"These are absurdities. The criminal remains a criminal, and if they do not do that, the criminals may kill them at that moment." He looked back at the dancing tongues of fire, and said in a tired voice, without taking his eyes off the strange scene:

-"They did this in order to get money, and to save their daughter..after the officials refused to help them..as if they were going to pay from their pockets..but she died..my sister died in my hands, and I am running with her from one hospital to another..but they all refused to accept her. They were looking at us as if we were a rotting cadaver."

He raised his eyes to the sky to prevent his tears from falling. He continued saying:

-"Money..is..do you know this feeling?..it is..".

She said, her eyes narrowed:

"This is the reality we live in."

He lowered his eyes. With a few tears running down his cheeks, he said in an indignant tone:

-"I have always hated this disgusting reality and everything in it. This whole life is sickness, treachery, betrayal, murder, grinding, squeezing, and kneading...this life is nothing but a curse!"

And he sighed softly:

-"Didn't you ever wish to go to a fairyland?...or perhaps fly in the sky. Or fly on the back of a dragon. And sail over rivers floating in the sky. And watch whales swim in the air..." And bluntly, she said:

"No. I'm choosing realism over this madness. I think you should pay attention and focus on where you live. Mr. Fantasy."

- "Have dreams become madness? .. Maybe I am crazy.. If my desire to leave this world is madness, so be it, yes, I am crazy." Salem burst out laughing until tears in his eyes. Pointing to the sea, he says: 

"The madness has come here."

But he was not laughing at the blue tongues of fire, but what came out of them, as a skeleton came out , his sockets were burning with fire, and he was carrying a sword.

He took the skeleton , circled around Salwa, and turned to Salem , as if to say what this being is.

 The skeleton put his face in front of Salwa . As if he wanted to kiss her.

Salem smiled a crazy smile from this scene. Salwa thought he was enjoying the crazy talk, and started making fun of her. That's why her eyes narrowed. How could this disgusting creature make fun of her, if she didn't need this press interview, she would have spit in his face.

"My advice to you, sir, is to have some friends."

The man was staring at her vaguely, as if he was looking at you, and at the same time he did not see you. Salwa began to feel itchy in her nose, then she felt a chill as something soft touched her neck and ears, and she thought that the wind was making her hair dance around her. She is possessed by the narrow gaze of an idiot man. She said in a loud, sharp voice that pulled Salem out of his stupor.

"I'm talking to you, Mr. Salem! "

- "Uh, yes. Friends. It is. This. There is no.. Can't you see anything around you?"

-"I hope you calm yourself down , Mr. Salem .. losing your family is something that no one can tolerate.. why are you looking at the sea now?" Salem rubbed his eyes and said :

"Sorry, I don't seem to be well.. this is really a lot.. anyway. I don't have friends, friendship is an illusory thing to me.. friendship is like a tree whose leaves fall a lot. In my case, my tree was withered, even without branches. ". She said, removing strands of hair from her face.

-"Life is wonderful and beautiful, sir, even with what you pretend.. you must love life and go on with it."

Salem narrowed his eyes and said:

"I pretend.. How can you say that, as if what happened to my family was the imagination of a sick person.. How wonderful.. you really.. well, this is nothing new anyway.. look at me, is this the view of a man in Thirty? It's as if I'm in my fifties... What a wonderful life you are talking about... Have you finished what you want, man? ".

She said dumbfounded:

"Mister, this impudence, we're on the air !" Salem ignored it . As if the woman were nothing but a rude child, he turned to the photographer, who seemed astonished, and said to him:

- "How amazing she is, she talks to people rudely, and can't stand people's rudeness... But... I don't care about anyone, and I didn't offend anyone."

He looked at the woman out of the corner of his eyes and continued:

"You said don't call me a woman." And he looked at the skeleton that was back standing next to him, like a soldier coming from under the graves. And he thought: What madness is this.. I must be at the tenth level of the Peeing from ear. And he remembered one of the old Arab films, when everyone in the movie was shouting: Zucchini ! Zucchini ! Zucchini ! Zucchini . And he laughed at this thought.

-"Go to hell..I am a distinguished journalist, and you must address me, by saying, Sir, you insignificant human being."

-"This will never come true, woman, for I will not call anyone my master or my lady, for we are not in the time of slaves. I abhor this word... Shall I offer you juice to calm your nerves." 

"You guys will not be able to afford me!".

Salem said:

-"You seem to watch a lot of cheap movies. I used to present this to you as a respectable Arab man."

I murmured wearily:

"Yes, yes, an authentic Arab." Salem took a look at it, and said to leave him alone. He was starting to get weary of this woman, of the skeleton , of everything:

-"I know this look you give me..it's spinsterhood..you must be spinster.. early spinster. He threw a shell at her. It is these words. Her neck turned red, the veins swelled on her face, and her lips trembled. For a moment she wanted to pounce on him, tearing his throat with her nails.

I heard a stifled laugh from behind her, and that increased her anger. But she wouldn't lose her professional style, at least, not in front of the camera, she knew this wasn't a live show, and she was telling the guy it was so to behave. This meeting will pass on TV after removing the unnecessary scenes, but it will not give the channel a chance to make fun of it. She held her breath.

No. I won't look at the camera.. I need to regain my calm. He's crazy like all the scum I've dealt with. No. He seems the most troubled of them.. There is no doubt that he killed many people, a despicable criminal.. His face is as rigid as a stone, only his eyes move here and there, without changing his facial features..

 Even when he laughs. No wonder he frightens everyone on the channel.. I don't know if he is a young man or an old man.. This man confuses people, and above all that he is ruthless to women with his words.. He hits women below the belt without pity.. Did he make women go crazy? of his words. . maternal aunt!! 

She had seen a puzzling case, that some young female journalists had given an interview to this man, in order to go to fame. The man was an enigma that baffled the whole country as he was going to kill the governor on the pretext that the governor had killed his family, but then, he became the governor's private secretary.. After only a few days, Salem quit work, making the governor exasperated.

And strangest of all, he slapped the ruler several times live, without the ruler showing the slightest movement. Even his guard giants ignored this thing.

For this reason, they wanted to clear this perplexing puzzle, and go for quick fame. Instead, they hurried to the hospital, in crazy hysteria, and did not leave the hospital, until several months later. After leaving the hospital, they left their jobs in journalism.

 One hundred women said exactly the same thing. It is puzzling that each of them does not know the other, and each of them met the man alone at different times.

No one believed the girls, and they accused them of doing it for fame. And when Salwa checked this madness, and went to one of the girls, and as soon as she spoke of Mr. Salem , the girl fell into such violent hysteria that she shivered like a leaf, wailed, wept, cried, and did not calm down until