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Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Part 12
Before I post this part there is something that I wish to inform you. A name "Talib" will appear. This name is of Arabian origin and it means "pupil". As you read the story you will realize that the name suits the person it was given. It has nothing, and I mean ABSOLUTELY NOTHING to do with the Talibans. At the time I was first creating the characters for this story the attacks did not happen, and I don't have an intention of changing the name of the character, no matter what happens in the world. It took me some 4 years to complete the story (it was complete in 2004), and now I'm just translating it to you from Bosnian language. This is just fiction, so you should see it as such.

Now that this is out of the way, I can post the next part.

Chapter I /Section 3/ (Part 12)

      They knew exactly what they were doing. One of them momentarily disabled all communications, while the others, separated in groups, as was earlier agreed, at the same time took Ilderins out of all vehicles. One of the attackers from every group quickly examined all vehicles and took out food and equipment. Ilderins' soldiers were gathered and a group of attackers took them east. Jelil was separated from Ilderins, but not one of the attackers spoke a word to him by now. They only gave him a sign that he should follow them, and so he did. A whole action could have taken about ten minutes. The vehicles were abandoned. They were marked with special systems and taking them would bring Ilderins' soldiers right to the attackers. They were quickly moving toward southeast. In that direction laid High Mountain, where these people probably had their hideout. Jelil decided to wait for one of his saviors to break the silence first, so he followed them without a word to their hideout. As he had guessed, it was at the base of High Mountain. He knew this part of Adem well, and their movement alone discovered to him the probable hideout of the attackers of the Ilderins' convoy. He also noticed that this hideout was only temporary. They probably changed hideouts often to avoid being discovered. The leader of the group led Jelil to a barrack, removed a mask from his face and smiled at him heartily.
      - Boy, when I saw you in that vehicle I thought Ilderins got our Shihab.
      - Shihab! Someone from a family of general Talib Shihab?
      - There isn't a person that hasn't heard about our good general. Bariz Shihab is his only son that survived.
      - But, what happened to the others?
      - Ilderins did, boy. If I didn't know that Bariz is the only one that survived, I'd thought you were one of his brothers too. The similarity is extraordinary. Although, now that I look at you, I can clearly see differences between you. What am I thinking; I am Elefif Demir, a leader of a humble part of the rebellion that you had an opportunity to see in action.
      - Jelil.
      - Just Jelil? Wait a minute!? Akil!!!
      A boy of some fifteen years of age came running into the room.
      - Find Bariz and bring him here now! Be quick!!!
      It seems as if Bariz has mentioned the names of his brothers. I’m glad at least he is alive.
      In less then three minutes Bariz came running into the room with a worried face. He was just about to ask what kind of catastrophe occurred that so much fuss was made about it, but when he saw Jelil, his words just didn’t come out. He looked at him for a few moments with his eyes wide open; and then his mouth stretched to a wide smile.
      - So, you’re alive! You’re alive!!!
      He started laughing and hugged his younger brother so tight that this one had to struggle for breath.
      - What happened? How did you survive the attack at Evening Light? I was told they saw you being hit. Are you alright? How come you’re here? Why didn’t you send a word? Where were you all this time?
      - That’s enough already! You will have time to speak to your brother. I just called you to check if it’s him. Now, hurry and do your work. You know that we leave this hideout tonight.
      Bariz startled, muttered something inarticulate to himself and, after he took another look at his brother cheerfully in amazement, hurried out of the room.
      - It seems you really are Jelil Shihab. Why didn’t you say it right away?
      - Because you said that all Bariz’ brothers were dead with such certainty, that it could seem that I’m making it up.
      - Well, there’s no time for talking. Now that you’re here, help us remove signs of our stay. We never stay in one place for too long. We rob a convoy here and there, draw some information from our prisoners and disappear. That is the only way to survive nowadays. Those damn Ilderins are extremely resourceful; we must constantly move and think of new strategies.
      Elefif said the last sentence more to himself.
      - You’re still here? Akil!
      The boy appeared momentarily.
      - Lead a newcomer to Dilaver!
      - Follow me!
      The way the leader of the group mentioned his father gave Jelil the impression that this man knew him well. He wanted to ask about it, but it seemed that this was not the right moment, so he followed Akil in silence.
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