I waited for Usama's transmission contact, because I dispatched only him previously yesterday's evening, for inspecting route situation and with my investigating data with a help of Y's precise evidencing (by the way except the case I accept her message with materially sent mail, I had no idea where anytime she stayed) reports. According to Afg〇n〇st〇n mountaneous zone had staying and moving one whose idfentity was originally native N〇p〇l〇 as ethnicity was Sh〇rpa people older male guide with several yaks and the one had come to Afg〇n〇st〇n's moutaneous zone over K〇n〇r River in so diverse nature resources with forests, moles, hills and deep river canyon, but necessarily with so diverse savage animals inhabit all around these gently sloped natural condition. E.g. Panthera uncia, Vulpes vulpes, Panthera pardus saxicolor or so with diverse species' savage animals' threats could need transaction at keeping so helpful moutain guide. He needed to find the best lichen(occasionally in UK, LY-ken) for food of Yak, 

At the matter of fact,✡ a border guard in Chaman, southeastern Pakistan, said about 400 people used tear gas to push back to the Afghan side as they tried to break through a border checkpoint, two weeks or several days, that situation managed P〇k〇st〇n and Afg〇n〇st〇n border areas. Thus, consequently if we could accomplish our missioned work so completely, we must break through that at least one of the savagely regarded desolate border area near the unexplored,for accomplishing, the tough knowledgeable moutain guide was indespensable to us, then Usama was language usage genius with his university ages' learning was very useful.

The last day's this country's capital zone's suburban sloped area was certainly chilly, but even my not so densely thick mastasche, beard, whiskers were useful at putting up with small van's internal chilly night spending.

I thought about two my strongly helpful J〇rd〇n〇〇ns guides and assistants for dangerous work will invited by my quisine this country's foods I'd already subsrcibed at oneb so famous gorgeous restaurant, that facility and management form was barely exempted from newly overturning governmental sanction to ex-governmental concerned ones whose lives were already plundered by overturting T〇l〇b〇n's intention, because that restaurant was keeping very traditional mode attending this country's cook ever T〇l〇b〇n's main VIP members' ancestors must have had. 
That time, suddenly Usama's call to my mobile-phone made its teminal vibration.
Usama’ｓvoice though my mobile phone's machinery circuit was minerally sounded to my ears, that saying,"That old man of  Sh〇rp〇 is here by my side and I asked everything when he worked for Yak's feed readiness in very early morning  almost before dawn".
With his explannation, I decided everything and told it to him, that time. He according to my indication, the jeep replaced with our using van previously procured by Usama and them as older male guide Sh〇rp〇 and him were transmitted to my terminal with precise information attending many pictures shot by Usama. Necessarily that Usama's guiding one more important T〇l〇b〇n militia in now active servise of border security soldiers' cheif dispatched by new T〇l〇b〇 government was around there he and afterward I and my 2men from J〇rd〇n will join together, that location he thougt, those all things were told by himwithout him with each location. But even that T〇l〇b〇n militia watch chief had no idea the route to that empty border zones because he just knows only main road to head for his dispatched zone and around our aiming location's information and aerial photography with that zone and all around forest or desert ambient. Rough understanding and really acting knowledge is completely gapped mutually. Usama would head for the jeep stationed location from that time on accompanying procuring helper as the integral jeep.
That empty zone was really very hard to approach by anybody. That was known to me when I headed for the place with two my J〇rd〇ni〇ns, but at the matter of fact, in locomotion, one more unexpected person was added to my party.

I'd taken relatively early morning subscription of quisine restaurat for two J〇rd〇n〇〇ns previously, to Usama, I had to invite specfic dinner or so, formally afterward we get success, but that would not be that time, because we needed so important mission to break through border illegally, because if we'd never taken that way, we'd never accomplish this time mission, only not spending extraordinary cost and formal immigration procedures were our left another mission, particularly latter procedure must not only take so long period but also that permission or so must be unidentified at P〇k〇st〇n, then we had very limited time for doing that mission. And necessarily my reward at this time serially long mission was third times of usual pay must mean that so dangerous contents at completing necessarily.

Then, last delux quisine was necessary to two men(that last's meaning, necessarily not only this saying country's last but also another their and my life's it too), I checked everything so carefully using any kind of my portable terminal, when other two guys had quisine at restaurant. That procedure was only usually habitual way, no other way was useless.

An hour later, we all were in van we in turn drive, with these not so arranged route, to the point Usama indicated us, probably at least 5hours must be taken, matter how we could get this van's pitch higher. Promised time to meet Usama, that commander of border security and moutain path guide Sh〇rpa old man(by the way, after his asked mission will be done, he was promised to that commander's guard to his home safely, with so many pay to both ones) was today's 4 o'clock in the afternoon was for the present scheduled, but if that scheduled could hold on, it'd never be so critical, that scheme had already been made by my brain.
I turned to be driver from ‘Āqil drove after Saddam.
Watching our driving windshield, my consciousness in mind was filled with only breakthrough the border, and only materially any sweetened emotinal elements teard off tasty landscape was deployed next to next as if we all were in front of screen of movie theater in downtown inserting occasionally people's habitual footprint was confirmed, but almost only soily residential paler reddened clusters could be given to us.

That was inccidentally coming up to us, backward, we all could hear the sound of a vintage car chasing us at full speed from behind our heads.
And in driving our car by myself was sirened with that used car's driver, then I watiched my side from my driving seat's contrary left sided window, full throttled one rugged car with old femal driver was blowing her car's horn, serially, probably she would try to stop my driving van.
I obligedly took the van parked temporarily at left side of that road.
I skeptically looked into at a glance that used car with older female driver, that car's passenger seat had one middle aged woman who covered her face with her hands.
"ته څه کوې؟（What the hell are you doing?）" I suddenly impulsively shouted to her.
Then, to it, she replied to me speaking in French, like next.
"Vous êtes français, n'est-ce pas ?(You are French, aren't you?)"
That answering of her noticed me to gaze at the woman in next passenger seat, then I immediately knew that she was Sophia. But that time her hands covering her front face dripping blood and her hands tried to have emergent treatment gripping bandages.
I asked that old woman who drove that shabby car. "دا د هغې سره څه کیږي؟" and soon I repleaced that words to my home country's language, saying "Que lui arrive-t-il ?(What does that happen to her?)" Because I saw that she understood French too.

Then, she roughly explained all circumstances to me like next. Mainly in French, sometimes inserting P〇sht〇.

She was one relatively educated pedigree family's descendent and her father was working with either this country's revolution's father ex-King Am〇n〇ll〇h Kh〇n（غازیاماناللهخان)
and nowadays, after retirement of former job, she had her livelihood at working as a peddler who sells local specialty food and bone products, but nowadays' governmental policy to ex-gavernmental eras' famous sport athletes' merciless murdering and decapotating and displaying publicly or so must never be gerenous at witnessing so easily, thus In the past, I was unconvinced by the current government's policy of depriving people of not only sports but also the freedom to enjoy music. I have devoted myself to rescue music education concern ones and their education receiving students who were studying there to exile abroad by plunging into the legacy of my husband, a diplomat who died a few years ago.

As I narrated, I have been a peddler who sells local specialty products to downtown of the city. I often saw you in the market where you shop everyday. I knew at a glance that you were European, and when I was studying French at a university in Europe, I saw many students like you. And this woman(indicating next Sophia) went shopping in the neighborhood where I was peddling, and on the way back to my apartment, a group of young women in the class noticed that it was her, and was stoned intensively aiming at her face and head. I happened to pass by that street, and I saw all the young women who attacked her through the window of my apartment, quickly closing the window, and then doing nothing, and soon after I put her in a cart that I pulled, and put her in this rags car that I was riding from my suburban home, and I went back to my home and found her terrible wounds. I took care of her, and it was evening at that time, so I kept her in my one-man home overnight.The next day when I drove to shopping, after leaving her in my home with security made all windows shielded so tightly. I saw you parked a van near the restaurant and went to the restaurant with two men. I waited for you to come out of the restaurant and followed your car all the time, hoping that you would save her. Then by chance your car drivingb direction was heading for my home just there(she indicated that residence with her hand), then I soon took this woman in my car and drove this again, and now we are here. Your ancestors will also have those of the Resistance who played an active part in the old war.I think you have an obligation to help the individual.I saw you talking to this woman many times in the market and other places.

Her confession stuck my heart and mind, so shockingly.

As if an old woman on her deathbed had told her last words as a will to a relative beside her sick bed, she said this unexpectedly casually.
”My life’s ongoing thing is not so critical, because I'd done as much as possible I'd liked to, but her life is never so, she is yet so old, very young(Really, Sophia was that time only 33years old). She smartly at ending her explanation to us, tried to hand Sophia over to us, half heigh-handedly, immediately letting her out of her shabby but violently sprinting car.

I just shockingly was heard of her talking story, and watched two J〇rd〇n〇〇ns of my mission.
They were at so confused complexion, because her attending actually must hinder our all team member from that time on, only that thing must be immovable truth, anybody must think so.
(to be continued)

Nov. 1st.    2021

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