Aliaa And Gaza

Episode 27's

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Asima, Mubarak, Sofia and Samah went to the scene of the clashes. The soul of the warrior soul was already embedded in the heart of the child.

"Are you sure you're going to Mubarak's clash?"

"Yapz. Whynot? Is it because we're 12 years old that we can't defend our country?"

With a stone in his hand, they all set off to the scene of the clash. Yep. That's Palestine. Where children here like not knowing the term play together. Their childhood was destroyed by the war. The location of the clash was quite far from them. Well.. surely tired is not it, walking very far?

"Hey!! I found a molotov cocktail!"

"Good Sofia! We can use it later!"

Samah lowered his head slowly picking a flower for his sister

"What are you doing Samah?"

"Take flowers for Tahriir. Because soon Brother Tahriir will continue the struggle of Nur.*

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"Huff. Alhamdulillahot. After yesterday we were off briefly because your brother died, now we're back on duty."

"Hehehe. Sorry Aliaa."

Aliaa looked up at the sky. A plane flew towards a group of seemingly carefree children.

"Hafsha! Look at that plane!"

"Yes Rabb. Let's get over there!"

DUARR!! The kids were bouncing. This is crazy for Aliaa.

"Are you OK?"

"Alhamdulillah."

"Other times the heart yes."

"Where are you going?"

"The location of the clash."

The boy left quickly.

"What if we go with Aliaa?"

"Good idea! It doesn't matter."

They rushed after the boy. They arrived at the scene of the clash. It appears that a number of Palestinians are fighting against the Zionists. They're carrying Molotov cocktails and rocks. Yahh, though not comparable to the rifles carried by the invaders. Molotov cocktails and rocks. Aliaa, it is a common thing to be found in Gaza.

Aliaa breathed a rough breath. Naura again Naura again. I don't know why the santuy always shows up in every clash. The one who refused to go to Gaza was Naura.

"Byeah!! Meet you too Aliaa! Ask her that."

"Why?"

"Where's Nadiah's grave?"

Aliaa gave a rough breath. Had he gone there again, he might have cried so much. Yep. The one who gave Aliaa political intake was Nadiah. Aliaa also recalled her death from being fatally shot in front of her own eyes.

"Are you sure you want to go there? Sure?" Tanya Aliaa inside.

"Yes! Why not? I am in Gaza. What the hell is going on?"

"Nothing's."

"The grave is in the Gaza Strip. You're gonna ask the guy 'Where's the grave of the murdered paramedics?'."

"OKs. Sip. Jazakumullah Khairan."

The Muslim woman disappeared immediately behind the large crowd of protesters. Aliaa turned her eyes to the child who was busy pelting Israeli tanks and Zionists with stones and Molotov cocktails.

"Yes Samah!! The invaders are targeting you!"

Samah. The younger sister of Nur who was holding the stone tightly smiled, then threw the stone back. His left hand held a flower that still looked beautiful. Uh! Forget about the flowers! Aliaa's attention was shifted to the Zionists.

Several shots were fired. About the muslim body. He fell to the ground with a stone that was bleeding. Some Palestinians approached him. Not to be left with the soul of the journalist, Aliaa photographed the incident and approached Samah. Samah looked at Aliaa. Muslim women who treated Sofia after being arrested.

"Give this flower to Tahriir. He'll be fighting in a minute." Pinta Samah's.

Aliaa just nodded briefly. Samah was taken to the ambulance. Aliaa stared at the flowers Samah had given to Tahriir. Tahriir is 15 years old. He will continue Nur's struggle as a Palestinian liberating force. Aliaa got up and looked at the sky. Until when will this suffering continue?