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"Mahmoud"
Looking around me in the white faint light coming from the many lights in the
ceiling, I realized how wide the kitchen was.. I noticed large metallic tables,
upon which were piles of dishes and dirty cups, passed beside the large stove,
upon which were many boiling pots, that many of them dried up and started
doing the pitter-patter sound over the stove fire, then I noticed a large white
fridge like the one I always wished to have.. It seemed like the cafe's stuff went
out quickly and would return any second.. Approaching the half closed door
slowly, I tried listening to whatever was happening outside.. Going out right
away wouldn't bring me except a bullet in the head..
But the moment I touched the door I remembered I didn't have any weapon..
How could I get one now..? Looking around me quickly, I decided to pick up the
large knife lying on the bench beside the large sink.. Carrying it made me feel a
lot stronger.. Now I could face that guy having some kind of a chance.. At least I
could come from behind anyone of them and threaten using that knife..
Hearing sounds of quarrel, I hurried back to my place behind the slightly closed
door.. Through the opening I sneaked a peak nervously, feeling blood flushing