Verses of Love Page #2

Uncle... Do you know an Al

Azhar student from Indonesia?

His name is Fahri.

Fahri... Oh yes, I know him.

He is Syeh Usman's favorite

student, My Talaqi's teacher.

Why?

Fahri? Maria? What are you doing here?

Before I got here, there were only two

things that I admired about Egypt.

Namely Al Azhar... and the river Nile.

Because there would be

no Egypt without The Nile.

And there would be no Al Azhar.

I love the Nile, too.

If the Nile didn't exist, there

would absolutely be no Egypt.

No civilization. Only desert.

Do you believe in soul mates, Fahri?

Yes. Everyone has... Their own soul mate.

That's what you always say.

I think Egypt and The Nile are soul mates.

How wonderful it would be if we

could find that one soul mate...

God has chosen for us from heaven.

Not from heaven, Maria. But

from the heart. Very near.

Astagfirullah. Sorry, Maria, I have to go.

Assalammualaikum.

Walaikumsalam, Fahri.

I almost forgot to give you that dictionary.

You need it, right?

To write the article your

American friend asked you to?

What about the sponge cake?

That's because I remember

that you always forget to eat.

Thank you, Maria. You're welcome, Fahri.

Uncle, when will you tell Fahri?

Have you spoken to your father?

I have, uncle. I told you that father

wants you to speak to Fahri.

Be patient. I'm busy correcting

dissertations. Still have piles of them.

Don't get surly.

Okay, I'll talk to Fahri this

month. Thanks, Uncle.

You prostitute!

Maria, did you hear that?

Yes... Forgive me... You prostitute!

Can you help Noura? I

can't bear to look at her.

Oh, Fahri! You know

how Bahadur is, right?

This is too much, Maria.

Please. I can't stand to see a woman

cry. Sleep here! Until morning!

Maria?

Noura... follow me.

Noura... follow me.

It's all my fault.

Let her! Let her die there!

Noura, wake up! Wake up, Noura!

Come on.

Noura...! Who kidnapped my daughter?

Who kidnapped my daughter?

Who kidnapped my daughter?

Who kidnapped my daughter?

Who? Hey, Indonesian! Did

you kidnapped my daughter?

I'll smash your head!

I'll blow your brains up! Let go of me!

Noura...!

My father wants to sell me. He

wants me to become a prostitute.

Noura.

Yes, Bahadur. Pretty. Different

from your other daughters.

He said... I'm not his daughter.

I was exchanged when I was a baby...

So I deserve to be sold.

Noura, I promise I'll help you.

Nurul, please let Noura

stay with you for a while.

I'll ask my friend who works

at Intelligence Department...

to look for Noura's real parents.

But I'm afraid.

Nurul, helping your fellow Muslim

is obligatory according to law.

I often see her being beaten. Please, help.

So as young Egyptian men...

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