Part
One
Once upon a time, there was a person living in a semi-closed environment that pressed down on him, and he was beautiful compared to his peers. He was abused and raped in his childhood, and the habit of the little boy became to sit with adults in their beds, moving from this bed to that while standing or sitting, and the little one grew up but continued like this until he matured.
The president of the state where the boy lived fell from his throne, the state was occupied, and a new regime came. The now-grown boy was near his home with a prominent university professor who became the president of one of the most important universities after the change. The boy pleaded with the professor to appoint him as a security guard, and the latter agreed without hesitation.
The boy began to go with the professor to his university in the morning, learning and understanding, and he connected with others who he was very passionate about, trying to race against time to succeed; money was his primary and ultimate goal.
The ambitious young man endeavored to engage with the media department at that university, trying to mix with them and learn how to write journalistically and some aspects of the profession. He continued in this state until one morning he woke up and said: "I am a journalist!" and he approached the officials in that city to obtain press permits, or rather, I mean advertising permits to shine their faces.
On that day, he got to know the city’s ruler and flattered and cheered for him, building an excellent relationship with him.
One night, the ruler met a beautiful and kind woman, she approached him, and they became lovers sharing passionate nights.
After a month and a half, the girl became pregnant and miscarried her first child. At that point, the girl demanded that the ruler marry her because the scandal had become deafening. The ruler rejected this but came up with a brilliant idea: "I will marry you off to a handsome young man your age within a week, and I will take care of everything, and you will become a wife and stay with me."
The ruler contacted the young man, requesting his presence, explained everything to him, and asked him to marry the girl. The latter agreed but stipulated that the wedding should be in the Paris of the East and that he should have a house because he did not own one and did not want to rent.
The ruler agreed and provided him with a house along with the wedding expenses, and even generously gave him a plot of land, considering him a simple, affected citizen. The ruler, out of compassion for the citizen, gave him his first piece of land in addition to a house and its proximity.
He went on his honeymoon and returned with his wife, and they went to the ruler, who blessed the marriage and told the husband: Today is Thursday, a day the Arabs have customarily celebrated, so leave me with the beautiful one to help soothe my body as I am exhausted from work.
The husband replied: "As you wish, O ruler, she is yours for several days, why just one day?" The days continued like this for a year, during which the beauty gave birth to her first child, a boy, and we did not know if he was the child of the ruler or of the husband.
The young man then owned a car and funds, appointed his brother to a prestigious job, and started a paper he claimed to be the editor-in-chief of, bringing in wannabe journalists who claimed to be part of the press. A new series of extortion, applause, exaggeration, and trumpet-blowing began for anyone in the city holding favor or an influential position, be it tribal, political, or social, from whom he took money, yet he remained in his job like any other alien creature.
Time passed, and the ruler of money called him and asked to meet. The young man hurriedly responded, fulfilling the call and circling around the god of money, saying to him: "Here I am. What do you command?" The latter said: "I met a young girl who captivated me, and I was mad like a hungry person eating heavy food - in colloquial terms, 'mashrouh w kachbuch' - so I took her virginity, and I want to marry her. I will come with you to ask for her hand from her family. What do you say?" He replied: "Sir, we are at your service. However, you know the story of my first marriage; I have three children, one girl and two boys, and my wife will not accept that I bring a rival into the same house, and perhaps she will go to the former ruler and complain about me as he still holds strong influence. What do you suggest?"
The money man replied: "Don't worry about the former ruler, leave him to me; your current wife should be given my gifts, and you will have a new house and also a new piece of land in your homeland because the homeland does not abandon its honorable sons. I will take care of everything, but on one condition: you must never approach the girl, your future wife, unless I permit you or she consents willingly, and I will provide you with funds and several shops as a gift to start your investment project."
The man agreed gladly.