Aliaa And Gaza

Episode 13's

Aliaa who was busy with her camera every day recorded the incident. Several bullets were fired right at the target. Indeed, for Aliaa, it was the lack of work and insolent people who targeted that target. A violation of the ceasefire occurred.

Fatal shots hit 2 paramedics on duty. The paramedics fell to the ground. His blood washed the earth of the prophets. His white coat, which was covered in the blood of the victim, is now covered in his own blood. Whats?? What's wrong with that, right? From this Aliaa can conclude that: let alone as a journalist who is armed with a camera. Paramedics armed only with medical equipment were killed, despite wearing white suits and raising their hands.

Aliaa. His best friend was an easy target for the invaders' rifles. Paramedic shooting that Aliaa saw with her own eyes. Aliaa approached Hafsha, who was waiting for Aliaa.

"Why are you crying? It's not good to cry here Aliaa."

"Nadiah was an easy target for the invaders' rifles."

After waiting for a while (long wait too anyway -,-), well... Aye! It was the murder of 2 paramedics!

"Aliaa, I'm sorry. My brother told me to go home now. I'm sorry Aliaa." Hafsha said while hugging Aliaa.

"Go home. It'sit's okay. Than you will be punished." said Aliaa who tried to smile in the midst of grief.

Hafsha hugged Aliaa and the body of the murdered paramedic.

 

"Sorry Aliaa. Assalamualaikum."

"Walikumussalam warahmatullah."

Hafsha sighed, then left the place that was being filled with sorrow with a heavy heart. Leaving Aliaa alone.

1 Day after the funeral of Nadiaah and 1 other paramedic, Hafsha came to visit Aliaa.

Aliaa hugged Hafsha. He understood very well the situation of Aliaa's heart at the moment.

"Gaza is hell for some people. But it can be heaven for some."

"How can you?"

"of course! Hell because it is blockaded, and can be a paradise because here people are racing in various ways to defend Al Aqsa."

 "If you how is Aliaa? After your friend is on duty will you return to Gaza?"

"I'll settle down here. God willing, I will help you defend Al-Aqsa."

Aliaa tried to straighten out his intentions to Gaza. Good intentions get good results, right? Hafsha smiles. Behind his chatter and stubbornness, Hafsha is someone who is understanding and intelligent. Well, it looks like Aliaa.

"Why are you so guarded by your brother? Must wear a veil in front of ajnabi men, can not go home at night, even where you are separated from men."

"He? Wh why? Because I'm the only girl in the family. I'm Muslim after all, right? He wants to make me brave like Nusaibah bint Ka'ab, smart like Aisha bint Abu Bakr, and shy like Fatimah Az-Zahra bint Muhammad shalallahu alaihi wasallam. Yes, God willing I can."

Hafsha stared at the woman, now 22 years old. To him, Aliaa was not very similar to him.

"I think now some of the occupying forces recognize you Aliaa. You know, during the trip, we met some invaders? They'll recognize you easily. You're not wearing a niqab."

"They'll think of you like my sister because you often go with me. I only traveled 2 times with people who are not my brother's friend's sister other than you. It's just with Yasmeen."

Aliaa does not know the work of Hafsha and her brother. IDF officials recognize him? He was just a journalist left on the earth of prophets.