قطع صوت الدقّ نومة (ورطان)، فنهض مردّداً: كل ما شافتني هذي المخلوقة باغفي وانتسم لي ساعة، قامت تقربع وتقرقع، وتنبّش وتفتش لها على شغلة تنكد بها عليّه بنت نيصان، كنّ دقّها وسط رأسي، سحب الباب، وإذا بها محتضنة المهراس بين قدميها، والوِدِي بيدها، تدق حِنّا، اشتله بحناه وحدحد به من ركن جناح يطل على ساحة المسيد، والفقيه والأولاد في الظلة يتحفظون جزء عمّ، صاح الفقيه، الله يجعل ايدك بالكسر يا من حذفت، بغيت تغديني أنا والورعان رُمعه.
لزم (ورطان) الصمت، ومرته نزلت تلاحق مهراسها. مدّ نظره إلى حوش (جلاب الكباشة) وإذا هو في فيّة الحماطة، وصبيّته قبالته، اشتل عمره ووجّه، وما هلا استقعد، قالت زوجة الجلاب (من جا بدون داعي يقعد بدون فراش) لمح في زوجها وفي خاطره بيردّ عليها، لكنه اكتفى بصب فنجال من المصفاة، وقرّب منه صحن بلح رنيَه، فقال، ودّنا ببراد شاهي شيره، فحرّك الجلّاب رأسه، وقامت الزوجة وهي تزرم مرددة، أُخرى بعد يتشرّط أبو صندحة كما زبرة الصانع.
لفّ عمره، ونشد، اسلم وش هذي الخطوة اللي جرّتك ويلينا؟ ردّ عليه، لك الله اني تحاليت البُراد يهب من الخلف، وغفيت وما غطت عيني إلا وبنت نيصان تدق، دقوا محاشم أبوها فوق هضاب الصُنّة، علّق الجلاب ليسليه، ما يعطي من بنات فاطمة إلا الله، ودخيلك فيها لا تصخاها ترى وقفتها معك ما يوقفها أخوك ولد أمك وآبوك، لو ما غير تشطّي وتقصّب وتعفّي وتصرم وتديس، وتفزع مع اللي يحفظون الجميل، والعاقل خصيم نفسه، فقال، يا الرفيق أنا ودّي بحُرمة كما السبع العادي، ما هب كما هذي تتضيمر كما الأفعى وتتسلبى كما الشبّارة، ولو لقصتك لقصتها والقبر.
نقل الجلاب المسند على شماله، مع حطت البراد الشاهي، فرفع الغطا ونكّسه مرتين ثلاث، وحط الفنجال عِقال فيصل على (عُنق الغوري) وقال خله يخدر، وقابل صاحبه بالوجه قائلاً، لا تجحد الفضل، والله إنها مودمانية، ولا هي دون شيء، صليبة راس، ولولا الله ثم هي، يكنّك قد بعت تركة أهلك بالباع والذراع ولما بقّى منها رباع، وتبسّم وأضاف، ليتك تلمح في هيالتها وجسامتها وأنت كما القُراد في قعر البعير، ثمّن تمقّل هذي اللي معي تخرع طايفة من الجنّ لك الله لو ما اغمض عيوني لتموت همّتي، وغمزه في فخذه الأيسر، مضيفاً، تحسبني مدري عنك يا فحل البساس، لو ما لقيت عندك بنت نيصان ما يكيّف راسها، تكون قد زقت بك لام الدمون، وبدأ يقصّد (يا حيّ لي يا زكي كرام، اللي يشرّف لنا المقام، يهبد كما هابد الغمام، يدعق عضايد في الظلام، ويروي البلاد المسنيّة) فالتقط (ورطان) عوداً يابساً، وكسره ورماه باتجاهه قائلاً: (كسرت في عينك عود، وثوّرت في عفلتك عبرود، والشرّ ما يعود).
باءت محاولات الفقيه لإقناع (ورطان) بحضور دروسه في المسجد بالفشل، قال، باعلّمك أمور دِينك، واحفظك الأصول الثلاثة، رفض وقال، إن كان تشبرني في مدّ حنطة ليت لي في اللي عندي (كما الدبا الحنان يقضم الأخضر واليابس) حلقي مليان سفان تقل في بطونهم يمنه، وبلادي كما آذاني الفار، لا تعبي الشدوق، ولا ترتق الفتوق، والحالة حالة والعيشة نخالة، ولكي يكسر شوكة الفقيه ويسد نفسه عن مطالبته بحضور الدروس، أضاف، وأنا أعرفك وأعرف مواريك ومساريك، يا حرامي القدور، وفادع الخدور، وشاهد الزور، وشنهي فقاهتك اللي ما جمّلتك من أبوك وأمك ماتوا يدعون عليك، خصره الفقيه وانكلت من ثغرة المسراب وكنه ما سمع شيء، وفي نفسه يقول، الله لا يجعل واحد منهم يتعلّم أنا كما اللي يقوّز الرمادة.
صحي (ورطان) فجر الخميس، نشدته زوجته، وين بتلقّي، جاوبها، باهبط، فقالت ساخرةً، تهبط تسعّر الحنطة والا تصرف الجنيهات؟ ردّ بصوت منكسر، نمدّ الساق وربّنا الرزاق، هبط يجرّ الخُطى، لا في ثمّه ولا كُمّه، في خاطره إن الله يسخّر له ابن حلال يفك زنقته، فالتقاه بعض الوعّاظ الصلفين، وكانوا يختارون عينات عشوائية من المتسوقين لامتحان سلامة عقيدتهم، ولكي يتأكدون أن الفقها يدرسون جماعتهم في كل قرية، نشدوه، وش اسمك، ردّ، (ورطان)، ما عجبهم الاسم، ولا الخِلقة تقطع الخميرة من البيت، ولا الهيئة الرثّة، فطبّلوها بسؤال، بيش تعرف ربك؟ جاوبهم من واقع الحال، اعرف ربي بالفقر، فاستلموه بالجَلْد لين بال تحته، وهو لا يدري لماذا يجلدونه.
تفقد أعضاءه، وتلفلف عماته وعدّل زنوبته، وصدر، وعيناه في السماء، وفي داخله نشيج وصدى يسخر ويعاتب، مدّ الساق وربك الرزاق، جاك رزقك اللي ما وراه، فصعبت عليه نفسه، وانفرط يبكي، ولحسن الحظ لقي لي وكر ماء، فغسل وجهه، وحلف ما يروح البيت، بتتشمت فيه المرة وهو ما عاد في صدره سعة لمخلوق، راجع حساباته، وقال، ليتني رقدت وسمعت كلامها، لكن الخطل ما تنحني قرونه، لين يلبونه بالشون بين عيونه.
وهو فوق الكظايم، أقبل عليه شقيقه (شرطان) بجمله القرحان، وطلب منه يسقيه، قائلاً، ياخه جاني ضيفان، وغداكم من غداهم اسق الجمل، وفي الركيب حطب شدّه فوق ظهره وهو بيسدك، اعتذر منه وقال: دخيلك حِل عني، ما اعرف للجمل وش ادراني بالجمّلة، تدخّل به لين وافق، وقال، ما بيكربك دروب الجمل: دلّه ع الما وهو بيشرب ونوّخه وحمّل الحطب، وما صدّق الجمل المستفزّ إن ورطان ملقيه ظهره، يجمط في الحبق، فأصدر هديراً، التفت له، وتناوله بكَرَبته، وكرّبه وهشّم عظام لحييه ولو ما هي حماته (خضراء) فزعت وفرّعت بشعرها قدام الجمل، فهكب وفكه ما في عينه قُطرة، وما روحوه إلا يزفونه، وكانوا يسامرونه على أنه ملقّي، بغوا يذبحون الجمل فحندر فيهم، يعني لا تذبحونه، وطلبوا في الفقيه علي بن صالح، فجبّر لحييه وركب له محقن ومدّ ليّاً إلى حلقه، يحقنونه بالفريقة واللبن والسمن، والرجال مقصمر، ومن كثرة الحقن، تعافى وانتفخ لين غدا كما الشكوة المنفوخة، والفقيه يتبدى عليه من الكُترة ويخرج له لسانه، بيش تعرف ربك ذلحين؟.
The sound of the hammer interrupted (Wartan)'s sleep, and he got up repeating: "Every time this creature sees me, she wants to annoy me. She got up, rummaging and searching for something to bother me with, the daughter of Nisan. The hammering was in the middle of my head. I opened the door, and there she was, holding the mortar between her feet, and the pestle in her hand, pounding henna, moving it with her hand from the corner of the wing overlooking the courtyard of the mosque, while the scholar and the children in the shade were memorizing part of the Quran. The scholar shouted, 'May God bless your hands with the break, you who have removed it; I wanted to have lunch with me and the children.'
(Wartan) remained silent, while his wife went after her mortar. He looked towards the yard of (Jalab Al-Kabasha), and there he was in the midst of the mess, with his children in front of him, moving his age and direction, and he didn't sit down. The wife of Jalab said, 'Whoever comes without a reason sits without a mattress.' He glanced at his husband, and in his mind, he wanted to respond to her, but he settled for pouring a cup from the strainer and brought him a plate of ripe dates, saying, 'We want a teapot of sweet tea.' The Jalab nodded his head, and the wife got up, muttering, 'Another one is still bothering Abu Sandha like the craftsman's whip.'
He turned his age and asked, 'What is this step that has dragged you to us?' He replied, 'By God, I was hoping the teapot would blow from behind, and I dozed off, and when I opened my eyes, the daughter of Nisan was pounding. They pounded her father’s private parts on the hills of the Suna. Jalab commented to amuse him, 'God gives you nothing from the daughters of Fatima except Him, and for your sake, don’t be harsh with her; her stance with you is not something your brother, your mother’s son, and your father can stop. If only you would not be reckless, and you would not be harsh, and you would not be rude, and you would not be harsh with those who appreciate kindness, and the wise man is his own enemy.' He said, 'Oh friend, I want a woman like the ordinary lion, not like this one who coils like a snake and slithers like a snake. If I were to tell your story, I would tell it and the grave.'
The Jalab shifted his support to his left, as he placed the teapot down, lifted the lid, and turned it upside down two or three times. He placed the cup on the (neck of the Gory) and said, 'Let it sedate.' He faced his friend, saying, 'Do not deny the favor; by God, she is a good woman, and she is not less than anything, a cross on the head, and if it were not for God and then her, you would have sold your family's inheritance for a handful and an arm's length, and nothing would remain of it but a quarter. He smiled and added, 'I wish you could notice her beauty and size while you are like a tick in the belly of a camel. This one with me scares a group of jinn; by God, if I did not close my eyes, my spirit would die, and he nudged him in his left thigh, adding, 'Do you think I don’t know about you, oh bull of the pots? If I didn’t find the daughter of Nisan with you, she wouldn’t be able to adjust her head; you would have been able to carry the blood of the dead.' He began to chant, 'Oh, live for me, oh noble honor, who honors our place, he strikes like the clouds, he breaks the darkness in the dark, and he waters the thirsty lands.' (Wartan) picked up a dry stick, broke it, and threw it in his direction, saying: 'I broke a stick in your eye, and stirred in your confusion a flood, and evil does not return.'
The scholar's attempts to convince (Wartan) to attend his lessons in the mosque failed. He said, 'I will teach you the matters of your religion, and I will keep you the three fundamentals.' He refused and said, 'If you want me to extend wheat, I wish I had what I have (like the kind bear that eats both green and dry); my throat is full of food that weighs in their bellies, and my country is like the ears of the mouse; do not fill the mouth, nor patch the gaps, and the situation is a situation and the living is a mess. To break the scholar's will and prevent him from demanding his attendance at lessons, he added, 'And I know you and I know your hiding places and paths, oh thief of pots, and the one who leaves the beds, and the witness of the falsehood, and what is your knowledge that did not beautify you since your father and mother died praying against you?' The scholar tightened his waist and turned away from the gap of the window as if he had not heard anything, and in his heart, he said, 'May God not make one of them learn; I am like the one who stirs the ashes.'
(Wartan) woke up on Thursday morning; his wife asked him, 'Where are you going?' He answered her, 'I am going down.' She said sarcastically, 'Are you going down to price the wheat or to spend the pounds?' He replied in a broken voice, 'We extend the leg, and our Lord is the provider.' He went down dragging his steps, with nothing in his mouth or sleeves, thinking that God would send him a good man to relieve him. He met some arrogant preachers who were selecting random samples from shoppers to test the soundness of their beliefs, and to ensure that the scholars were teaching their group in every village. They asked him, 'What is your name?' He replied, '(Wartan).' They did not like the name, nor the appearance that cut the yeast from the house, nor the shabby appearance. They bombarded him with the question, 'How do you know your Lord?' He answered them based on the reality, 'I know my Lord through poverty,' so they took him and beat him until he fell under them, and he did not know why they were beating him.
He checked his limbs, adjusted his clothes, and straightened his back, with his eyes in the sky, and inside him was a sob and a mocking echo, 'Extend the leg, and your Lord is the provider; your provision has come without a trace.' It became hard for him, and he broke down crying. Fortunately, he found a water hole, so he washed his face and swore he would not go home; the woman would mock him, and he no longer had room in his chest for any creature. He reviewed his accounts and said, 'I wish I had slept and listened to her words, but the foolishness does not bend its horns until it is met with the shoon between its eyes.'
While he was on the rocks, his brother (Shartan) approached him with his tired camel, asking him to water it, saying, 'Oh, my brother, I have two guests, and your lunch is from their lunch; water the camel.' In the saddle, he had firewood tied on his back while he was going to block you. He apologized and said, 'For God's sake, leave me alone; I do not know how to deal with a camel; how would I know about the camel?' He insisted until he agreed, saying, 'I do not want to trouble you with the camel's paths: guide it to the water while it drinks, and load the wood.' The camel, which was provoked, did not believe that (Wartan) was lying on its back, resting in the basil. It let out a roar, turned to him, and he grabbed it by the neck, and he pulled it and broke its jawbones, and if it were not for its mother (green), it would have panicked and scattered her hair in front of the camel. It kicked and did not have a drop of water in its eye, and they did not take it away except to celebrate it. They were chatting with him as if he were lying down, and they wanted to slaughter the camel, but he warned them, meaning do not slaughter it. They asked for the scholar Ali bin Saleh, who fixed its jaw and equipped it with a syringe and extended it to its throat, injecting it with milk, butter, and cream, and the men were laughing. From the abundance of injections, it recovered and swelled until it became like a blown-up complaint, and the scholar showed signs of abundance and stuck out his tongue, 'How do you know your Lord now?'