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The story of a young man who was left by his father when he was a child.. When he grew up and went to the barber after performing Umrah, it was a surprise • Al Marsad Newspaper

Al-Marsad newspaper: “Abdullah Al-Dir’ told the story of a young man who was left by his father when he was 5 years old, and when he went to recite the Umrah, a surprise happened.

A Saudi father and a non-Saudi mother

The narrator said, during the “Ajaweed” program on Al-Majd TV, today’s story is sad for its owner. A very young man had a very narrow family situation, and the young man said, “I am Saudi and my mother is not Saudi: my father left us when I was 5 and my sister only two years old”.

And he added, my father sold vegetables, and his relationship with my grandfather was good, and when he asked my mother to marry him, she agreed and they stayed with him at his house, and after our father left us, he closed up shop and we stayed at my grandfather’s house, and my father’s sister lived with us in the city where we live, we asked her where my father went, but she didn’t tell us, and after two years she went, and we don’t know where is it.

The young man went to perform Umrah

He added that my mother had to work helping the neighbors and also selling in the market, and she wanted to teach me and my sister, and she sent me to memorize the Quran, and one day I wanted to go and recite Umrah accompanied by the circle, and after the my colleagues in the circle talked to my mother, I accepted and went with them for Umrah.

His father’s name is on the shop license

And he added, when we went to the barber shop, I saw the shop owner’s license, and when I read the name, it had my father’s name on it, and on the license it said the fifth branch, and the young man has added: “By God, I haven’t heard what the barber is doing in my head. All my concern is in the name on the shop’s license.”

And he went on to say, I was amazed and asked my clubmate to take a picture of my driver’s license, and I sent the picture to my uncle in the village, and when I came back from Umrah, I asked my mother, “Is it is this my father or not?” She replied, “Yes, this is your father, but I don’t know if it’s a similarity of names or not.”

The father refused to acknowledge his son

He added, so I went with my uncles and my friends in the circle, and we kept looking for the shop owner, and when we reached him in Jeddah, I learned that they were my parents, and at first he refused to recognize me, but after circle members and my uncles spoke to him, where they told him my mother works in homes to feed and teach us, then he recognized us and helped us.

And the narrator finished his story. Perhaps there are short stories like this young man’s story, but his people don’t speak, and from this story I quote the parents, the fathers and perhaps the mother who leaves behind her children.

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