راحو البر فالليل وطلعتلهم ام دنهش | قصة امجد و اخوياه 1#

I am Ryan, and my story began in 2013 in one of the provinces in the central region.

I met three university students who were in the same class as me, namely Saad, Amjad, and Amer.

Of course, Amjad and Amer were from the same province, but Saad lived in a town about 200 or 300 kilometers away from the province we lived in.

So every weekend he would go to his town, which was a long way to travel.

In general, the four of us had a friendship that was not ordinary at all.

Imagine those four years we spent in university, and not one of us ever saw the other in a bad light.

We were like one heart, and no one dared to upset the other, but let me start by introducing you to us.

He dares to bother the second one, but let me start like this.

Quickly, our characters so you can just form a mental image of us.

He loves hunting, enjoys campfires, and likes to go out with his friends to the desert.

He was the opposite of Amjad, who was a spoiled kid living in the most luxurious neighborhood in the province.

Their house, mashallah, was a mansion; his father was one of the big merchants and was well-known in that province.

Their house, Mashallah, Tabarakallah, as far as the eye can see, is the palace of their father. Mashallah, I mean, he was one of the big merchants and was well-known in this province.

And it's not just me; everyone loves him. As the Egyptians say, he has a pure heart, very kind and gentle.

And it's not just me, everyone loves him. As the Egyptians say, his heart is pure, like a white piece of paper.

And I mean, if there's a gathering, there's an outing, there's his spirit, he's coming, it's lively.

He can't go out, we cancel it. He is the one who brings the gathering, as he says, so his personality is very cheerful, good people.

And he was very well-connected, even though his financial situation was very bad, and his family's circumstances were also very difficult. You wouldn't say that this affected him and made him depressed.

No, in the dark, mashallah, he used to walk with a smile on his face. By the way, his mother and father also relied on him a lot.

Because he was the older brother, he only had a brother who was almost 12 years old and another who was 7 years old.

Of course, I'm talking about them. As for me, as I told you, I love fun and hate studying. It didn't matter to Saad either; as soon as he graduated, he went back to his town.

Of course, I'm talking about them. For me, as I taught you, I am a person who loves fun. I hate studying; it doesn't matter to me. Saad, too, as soon as he graduated, he went to the city.

The one who is really here, Amjad, there was a famous plan of ours in the area.

We used to sit there, meaning we would stay up until around three or four and then go back home.

So Amjad was always talking about jobs, saying that a certain job needed a certain number of people, it didn't annoy me.

In general, days, weeks, and months passed, and we were in the same situation; nothing changed. We were sitting on the mat, sipping tea and talking nonsense.

This was the case, and I had an older brother who was employed and married, and he would finish work late at night sometimes and pass by us.

I don't know if it comes from Amjad Amer, who annoyed me with his talk, or from my older brother. Guys, this isn't right.

And you are wasting your time; work, move for opportunities, and every day is the same situation.

He would find us sitting with the plan, and I advised the guys, saying we need to change our place.

We really started hanging out in a corner by the plan, and my brother would come late at night.

He would wander around looking for us, not finding anyone, and would leave. As usual, after we went home late at night and before sleeping, we opened WhatsApp.

We were chatting and talking, and Amjad sent a link to a job and told me, 'Guys, this job is asking for a number of people and the salary is really good.'

So let's all apply for it so we can go and come back together.

This way, we can break the routine, get some money, instead of sitting around broke all the time.

I was thinking that I wouldn't apply for a job unless it was in my field. Amer applied and they sent them an appointment for interviews.

Before that, Amjad sent in the group, 'Guys, prepare yourselves for the day we are going to do the interview. I went crazy writing, mashallah, guys.'

You are lucky; I honestly didn't have luck.

They asked me, 'How? No, Rayan, that's unbelievable. A company is asking for a large number of employees.'

They need a lot of employees. Check your phone; maybe you received a text message or something. I told them, 'Guys, I honestly didn't receive anything.'

Go, may God grant you success. I was actually lying; I swear to God, I didn't even open the link. They did the interview and passed it, and everything started.

As days went by, I started to feel bad, not out of envy.

May God grant them success, but I got tired. You know their work hours; they became different, and we rarely met.

But as I told you, I am a person who loves to go out and have fun, while they got tied up with work, so we didn't meet much.

We barely saw each other. You tell me, 'Okay, Turki, don't you have other friends?' I have friends, but honestly, I only feel comfortable with Amjad and Amer.

Anyway, one day my older brother passed by and recognized us, and he started coming to us. He saw Amjad and Amer wearing their work uniforms.

And you know, his advice started to change.

When he saw me coming out in my pajamas with seven pockets in my pants and my blood pressure was low, he gave me a look that said more than a thousand words, as if he was saying, 'You owe me at home.'

Not because of my clothes; he was just used to seeing me like this, but because he was trying hard to see us all as employees. Anyway, my brother left early, and we were still out at 2 o'clock.

Around 3:30, we returned home, but the moment I got back, I was shocked to see my brother's car parked in front of the house.