Aliaa And Gaza
Episode 7's
The next day, before Yasmeen leaves for the border, Aliaa is ready to leave with Alaa for Jabalia. Yasmeen who had been watching Aliaa just smiled to herself.
“Do not worry Aliaa. Maybe it will come around 7 – 8 hours. If you want to bring Aqsa (or Quds taken from Al Quds or Al Aqsa) or Asima please help Aisyaa look after them. Oh yes, Aisyaa, her sister Alaa will accompany you at home.” Yasmeen.
Asima, Yasmeen's 12-year-old sister, looked at Yasmeen, her only sister.
“Kak Yasmeen, can I come with Aliaa?” ask Asima.
“Alright, but be careful. We are still in this condition.” Reply Yasmeen.
It seems, Aliaa is starting to feel alone in Gaza. Nadiah and Yasmeen go to the border. Nahdiyah has been busy in the field since 2016. Aliaa's friends in Gaza are Aishaa and Alaa.
“I said yes. Assalamualaikum.”
“Walikumussalam warahmatullah.”
1 Hour Aliaa waited, Alaa came with her sister, Sama.
“Assalamualaikum.”
“Walikumussalam warahmatullah.”
“How are you Asima?”
“Alhamdulillah is fine.”
“I Alaa. You're Aliaa right? Yasmeen told me that you want to go to Jabalia.” Alaa said while shaking Aliaa's hand.
Alaa. The Muslim woman wearing a white hijab took Aliaa to Jabalia.
“Alaa, have you ever been arrested?” ask Aliaa.
“Yes. When I was 16 years old.”
When he reached Jabalia, Aliaa went down somewhere. There are a lot of kids playing there.
“This child is here. They just finished teaching.”
“I'm reminded of Indonesia.”
“You're from Indonesia?”
“No. I'm from Egypt. My best friend who lives with Yasmeen is Indonesian. Only, I live in Indonesia from 2011 – 2014. Many educational parks Al Qur’an there.” Answer Aliaa.
“How old are they?”
“Probably about 4 – 7 years.”
“Killed or arrested. There are many Palestinian children who are orphans. Not a few whose parents were arrested or even killed.” Answer Alaa.
“Where do you want Aliaa?”
“Ehmm, get around Jabalia. Would you like to take me?”
“Of course. No problem.” Alaa replied with a smile.
They continued their journey around Jabalia.
“Aliaa, we pull over first huh. I'll pray for a while.”
Just as Alaa walked near the mosque, a bomb exploded. Alaa was blown away by the explosion. Aliaa approached Alaa who was lying on the side of the road.
“Alaa? You okay?” ask Aliaa.
“Alhamdulillah.” Alaa replied while holding her slightly aching head.
Alaa got up to 2 women who were bleeding blood. He may be 15 and 5 years old, then take them to a vehicle assisted with Aliaa.
“It seems we should take them to the hospital first Aliaa.”
Aliaa just nodded. Inevitably, Aliaa must come with Alaa to go to the hospital.
“Asima, you can share a place with them right?” ask Alaa.
The girl just nodded. Since childhood Asima often followed Yasmeen to the hospital. The 15-year-old's hand moved.
“It appears they are still alive brother Alaa.” Asima.
“Alhamdulillah.”
Alaa immediately gasped without caring about the pain in her head. It was as if the pain was slowly decreasing. Aliaa arrived at the hospital. After 2 Muslim women had received treatment, Aliaa approached teenagers who were the same age as her when she first stepped foot in Indonesia. Aliaa was afraid of blood, but at least she still had a conscience.
“What's your name?”
“Fathiya.”
“You have family in Jabalia?”
“I have a sister.”
“You have the number?”
Fathiya gave her sister her number. Aliaa immediately called her brother. After her brother Fathiya arrived, Aliaa continued her journey.
